3, now 4, posts in one day. Not too shabby. Anyways, I’m currently working on Codex Urthaa and making there be a crusade between the Ere’kaa and another clan that hasn’t been mentioned quite yet (at least I don’t think).
Quint drew the dagger that Dilath had dropped, ducking into a defensive crouch. The Nameless surrounding him growled, spinning their long, twin-bladed swords.…
(Warning: This story will be rather gory, since it contains some Ancient Roman-esque fighting. So, if you don’t like blood, you should probably leave. Also, the reason…