With a thrust forward with Riley's sword, the air bleeds and dies.

A parry to the left, and a slash to the right, ducking down, his knees folding beneath him and his shoulder tucking. A quick push and the roll carries him out of harm's way. Coming to his feet he turns behind him and slashes an invisible throat, before jumping forward to kick at the ( Read more... )

Downtown Little Rock, December 30th, in the lower levels of a Catholic Church, where many alterations have been made. The custom of the clergy, the significant financial donations, and predatory scare tactics have long kept mortals from these lower reaches, in traditions begun beneath the Cardinal Tiernan Callaghan. Here the Lancea Sanctum gathers ( Read more... )

Shreveport sat under an endless storm, the weather turning colder and growing heavier. It oppressed the Sanctuary of the Faith, even as the doors were thrown over to the irreverent hordes of Crones and Dragons. Packs of predators gathered together under pretense of frivolity or community. They touched one anther's hands and faces. Cassius could not ( Read more... )

He stared at the words of the letter for some time, letting the letters blur into a pink haze when the blood tears clouded his vision. It was so hard to be, right now.

His enemies grew in number, and as their names came to him, he considered their power.

His allies came to his mind as well, and as they came, he marked off the ones he could no longer ( Read more... )

The blades, now oiled, arc from their sheathes in a symphony composed of motion. He steps, and turns. His arm holds his wrist, which turns in endless circles and figure eights. He generates power with simple motions, and little exertion, because that was what he was trained to do.

Each movement is measured in efficient need, and what is needed must ( Read more... )

From the journal of Cassius Cellechan ( Read more... )

The letter glowed before him in beautiful green and black. The screen printed the words of an ancient across from left to right. Technology was cowed and bent before the will of an elder Daeva, and the confession that was rendered tore into the Archbishop's heart of hearts ( Read more... )