Jessica Jackson
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The Last Calm Tothmor While the battle raged on the plains many miles from the city, Tothmor was experiencing a day like any other. It would take days before any message could be brought to tell them that a battle had been fought, not to mention its outcome. Another story was instead sweeping Tothmor since it only had to travel from the palace to the rest of the city circles. In every household and every tavern was shared the story of a scandal involving the yellow-robed priesthood and members of…
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A Clash of Colours Southeast of Tothmor On the moors south and east of Tothmor lay a small village called Sikyon. Nearby, the combined forces of the Order and the Hæthian nobles had made camp. It was a disjointed affair. The smaller part of the camp was occupied by the knights and their attendants, and they had set up according to their standard practices. Their tents were erected in linear formations with approximately equal distance to each other, their horses were gathered in one section and cared…
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City of Lies Tothmor The lord marshal and Sir William had been quartered in the Order tower inside the first district of Tothmor. Since arriving, they had spent their days with Marshal Leonard, preparing the campaign and drawing up battle plans; occasionally they had included the local nobles such as Stephen, Theodora’s father. However, for this meeting the three commanders of the Order alone were present. “I do not believe this,” the lord marshal mumbled. They were inside the office belonging to…
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In Salt and Wine Tothmor The days passed as the outlander army marched steadily west, ever approaching Tothmor; the city itself was reaching a boiling point in the hot summer with tension palpable on the streets in the lower circles. In the uppermost circle, however, there was still serenity; Theodora walked each morning in her rose gardens where none disturbed her. In case the unknown assailant might make another attempt on her life, she was now always accompanied. Hugh, who hitherto had been merely the…
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Taverns and Palaces Tothmor Little over a week passed since the lighting of the beacons and the attempt to murder the queen. Life continued as normal in Tothmor, but anxiety had crept into the city and lay stirring below the surface. The first reports of the outlander army had reached the capital, and they spoke of thousands if not tens of thousands. Hitherto, the people of the heath had only known those beyond the Langstan as raiders, thieves, and brigands. Blackboots, as they were called. An actual…
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City of Daggers Tothmor In the third district, a young man stepped out of the temple of Egnil not long after dawn. His religious duties having been observed, he walked back to the gate and up to the second district, home to most of the nobility of Tothmor. His clothes were tailored with an expensive cut, but they were also worn. The youth entered a house that likewise had seen better days with weeds overtaking the surrounding gardens. There were no guards, and the door was unlocked and unattended by any…
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City of Circles Tothmor After the assembly of the Adalthing and the election of the lord protector, Godfrey swiftly journeyed southeast. Leaving Middanhal, he crossed the hills south of the capital and followed the Kingsroad through the province of Ingmond before reaching Hæthiod. A journey of several days came afterwards until he finally had Tothmor, capital of the heathlands, in sight. Although a long trip, Godfrey arrived about a week after summer solstice and the aforementioned assembly. Tothmor…
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Ember and Ash Lake Myr Two days after the jarl of Isarn’s feast, the Order army at Lake Myr was nearly ready for departure. Troops, weapons, and supplies had arrived from all over Adalrik as well as Ealond to the west, and the more seasoned among the veterans and the men-at-arms had been drilling the newly conscripted soldiers. Nicholas from Tothmor was in a different situation being an archer. While any peasant or man off the street could be given a spear and a shield and taught to stand in formation,…
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Night of the Knife Middanhal A stunned silence followed the audacity displayed by the jarl Isarn at this proclamation. “This will not stand,” Ingmond finally said furiously. “Firstly, the Adalthing must meet in the hall in the Citadel.” “Merely a formality. These documents with the correct signatures will serve,” Isenhart retorted. “Furthermore,” Ingmond roared, “there is not a majority present in this hall.” “While the lords of Theodstan are absent, their jarl is not. As their…
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A Breach of Sanctity Middanhal Two days after the prince had been buried, Middanhal returned to some semblance of normality. Some of the nobles were leaving the city, returning to their estates and fiefdoms; nearly all the soldiers and their baggage train had departed for Lake Myr, including much of the city guard. Only a few regiments were present now and intended for departure later that day. In comparison with the crowds at solstice, the city streets seemed almost empty apart from the northern gate,…
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