Category: History a Figure in the Mist

25 – Epilogue

Bayeo The road was white, and gray. Not smooth, but perhaps a fine stone powdered by the passage of many feet. He reached the lip of stone and the road carried on. A voice stopped him. “Please. I am caught. Please, will you help me?” The Bandraoi was there, his white robe shining in the…


24 – Sudden Conclusions

Reaching Afon Gwyn, the party made their way up its steep banks until they found a large, sturdy covered bridge crossing the boulder-strewn whitecaps of the White River. In the middle of the bridge, in green robes, a man stood calmly, facing them, as though he had been waiting for them for some time.  He…


23 – Losing the way, finder

After the strange events of the night, Bayeo went out into Goodwick to find what had become of the soldier. He discovered him one-armedly making a cairn in the rain for his dead comrades, still somewhat befuddled by what had happened. After some discussion, they decided to leave off on the dead, and look to…


22 – Silent Night

Outside the Builder structure, with it sealed behind them like it never was, they rest in the silver shield of the rain cascading off the cliff. Finally, as sight is beginning to return to Caerdwyn as a grey ghost-world, they lead him up the zigzag of blue-white stone and back into the town of Goodwick….


21 – Goodwick

The residents of the inn were in a pallid slumber from which they would not be roused. Frightened, and disheartened, the group retreated from the inn to the edge of the village square. There, Caerdwyn used the Eye to search for the cause of this trouble and beheld a great sea-green maelstrom, drawing, ineluctably, motes…


20 – Shadow on the Road

That night, in the cramped public house at Dranbui, Bayeo was taken by the shade of the Tuhál knight whose pin they found outside Teinwood. In a future/past vision of Pynwydden Abbey, Bayeo saw visions of Fodaan’s happiness, of his teaching and his great pupil, then a vision of a different future where his failures…


19 – Aberafon

Horsed, and in the company of (evidently), one of the High Lords of Ternyn, they sped across the well-ordered, clean country. On good roads, they made their way along the wide path of the Ribbon toward the sea. Two days they spent thundering across the plains, the younger nights occasionally riding ahead to clear the…


18 – Caer Bwyn

Arriving at the ring fort, they found torches in sconces burning round the walls. Once inside, they found torches in sconces ringing the walls of the fort itself where it sat atop the hill like an artificial mushroom. Caerdwyn opening himself to the Eye, he perceived a kind of vermillion power bleeding out from the…


17 – Flashback

At camp, 2 days out from Caer Bwyn: At a quiet camp, in the company of Bayeo, Caerdwyn speaks: “I’ve been stewin’ about something Bayeo, ever since the night at the grove. I feel as though I’ve been pushed over a cliff face. “I used to harbor a naïve fascination for the Night House, believin’…


16 – Ternyn in the fog

The company departed from the Sacred Grove, heading north along the Ribbon toward Ternyn and the aid promised by Llewer. On the road, spreading slowly out like pearls on a necklace, Caerdwyn pulling forward, Evayn dragging at the rear, attended by one of the men, alternately. The idea of cutting directly through the easy byways…