A sign of tentative hope, the Candle seems to fail as often as not, but when hope prevails the candle proves truly mighty.
The Throne, rather than representing royalty, invokes instead tyranny and subjugation.
The lute is the mark of the minstrel, both teller and hero of the tales that pour from his sly tongue.
In the days before Hrotdein fell to the Scöed, many years before the Great Accord, the brothers Hivnas and Martos wandered the wastes and wilds. Fearsome in aspect and demeanor,
The tablet holds wisdom, but is brittle and prone to break.
I killed a PC last game session. Or rather, he went and got himself killed.
I ran across this scholarly paper on servant leadership the other day. It’s dry, but an interesting enough read. One figure in the paper, however, really caught my attention.
The Castellan, from the steadfastness of his stronghold, guards over the county, protecting it from harm.
So these short little legends are interesting and all, but what’s the deal? Is there anything usable here?
Hrodoc was a great and deeply learned teacher, and his beard grew so long he wore it as a sash as he instructed his pupils in the ways of wisdom.
Guardian and teacher, the Mastiff is dogged in loyalty and tenacious in pursuit.
The Knot holds fast valuables, save when it slips, but is vulnerable to the blade.
Because Great Deeds don’t happen on Tuesdays.