Morning Air

This is it. In a day’s time I will have caught up to the spies. I’ve found fresh tracks and their campfire still smoldering in the cold morning air. They will not escape me this time. Their heads will be on stakes by tomorrow’s sunset. –...

Whats to Come?

Just as I thought. A ravaged carcass was laying near my camp this morning. Someone or something doesn’t want me here. I pray I haven’t caught the attention of any wendigos or sprigans. I’ll place some wards and offerings around the forest and move on with my guard up....

The Sea’s Song

My brothers I have the calling to the sea once again, but I must resist for my heart belongs to the land, I hope you come off The Black Betty to join me in my adventures Yours forever – Azriel Remes

Lost Writings

July 7th “I’m so sorry for not writing, little book. For a while there I’d lost you because, you fell out of my pocket during the attack. Those creatures were unknown to me and they were terrifying. These big shadowy figures that seemed to have no...