“The Sports Murders”

The roar of the crowd at Village Green carried on the evening breeze, but tonight it held an edge that made Captain Vera Blackstone pause at the edge of the district. She’d been summoned by a message that spoke of death among the spectators—three so far, all found collapsed during different sporting events over theContinueContinue reading ““The Sports Murders””

“Bard’s Lament”

The discordant jangle of Clement Fossy’s instruments announced his approach long before his reed-thin frame appeared in the doorway of the Rusty Anchor tavern. Three lutes, two flutes, and a small drum bounced against the bard’s bony frame with each agitated step, creating a percussion that caused the tavern’s patrons to roll their eyes andContinueContinue reading ““Bard’s Lament””

“The Carriage Heist”

The sewers beneath the Slink reeked of desperation and greed. Marcus pressed his palm against the cold stone wall, feeling the dampness seep through his gloves as he listened to Semyon’s pitch. The recruiter’s voice carried across the underground trading floor, but there was something off about his usual confidence. “Armored caravan tomorrow at dawn,”ContinueContinue reading ““The Carriage Heist””