Lost my Footing

Well, the past two days we’re very eventful… first off my leg got taken off by what the locals call the ‘hoard’, had to give it to the alchemist to get another one and I feel as if she’ll discover what I really am but in the mean time I’m going to make a peg leg...

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....