Fire burns Iron Row

In the past fortnight, five workshops have been reduced to smoldering shells in a series of late-night fires that officials are calling “deliberate and coordinated.” Though no deaths have been reported, dozens of workers are left without employment, and the district is cloaked in fear.Continue Reading

The White Hounds

High in the windswept meadows of the Northern Marches, shepherds have begun to whisper of a strange and unsettling sight: pale hounds, swift as arrows, racing silently across the ridges.Continue Reading

The Lantern of Westmarch

Old Tomas Meryn, a man as weathered as the stone walls he inhabited, was found murdered in his bed last autumn. Authorities confirmed he was slain in the night by “foreign intruders” who landed under cover of fog. The assailants vanished as suddenly as they appeared. Continue Reading

Brassmaker's Guild in trouble

By Staff Correspondent In a dusky workshop tucked into the winding backstreets of Inverness, the scent of oil and polish lingers in the air. A craftsman’s hammer falls steadily against a glowing rivet, echoing through walls that once held a chorus of such sounds. But where once dozens of apprenticesContinue Reading