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The Tavern’s Book of Cooking

Recipes of Ritual Peace Collected by Fian the Bard. Here, at the hearth of the Dark Tavern, the relentless law of claw and fang is suspended. Remember the first rule of the kitchen—it is absolute: That which has the right … Continue reading

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When sun is rising

It was morning. Fian woke up in his bed, and somehow, it was the first time he had truly slept. He had only a hazy recollection of the previous afternoon’s events—sitting beside her as the world around him slowly darkened … Continue reading

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To all my Travellers …

Hello travellers on the roads all around the mistwood forest … You came so far, and finally, you found this message. I have never expected that someone would read the story up do this moment, therefore I will now give … Continue reading

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The Sacred Justice of the Wolves

Worthy travelers, you have surely wondered when I would finally tell you something about the wolves. Well then, I think your curiosity deserves to be rewarded a little. The wolves dwell at the foot of—and high within—the mountains beyond the … Continue reading

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Part 2 – Down the Rabbit Hole

It was late afternoon when a dull, rumbling sound shook the ground beneath Fian’s paws. Moments later, the panicked cries of forest creatures pierced the thicket—a landslide. One of the old slate caves at the edge of the moor—its entrance … Continue reading

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Part 1 – Down the Rabbit Hole

Fian sat on the weathered tree stump not far from the tavern, staring at the intricate, winding carvings of his old willow-wood lute. The chill of the moor mists crept slowly but inexorably through his clothes, yet he barely felt … Continue reading

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Morning Tea at the Tavern

It was a beautiful morning when he stepped out of the tavern doorway. Fian closed his eyes and drew a deep breath through his nose. The mists of the moor washed over him—fresh moss, dew on the leaves, and… He … Continue reading

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How to read the Lore of Mistwood

Hello friends, Your questions show that there was some confusion about how and why this beautiful place is the way it is… And yes, it’s true—this place *is* strange: I didn’t want to build an ever-expanding world outward; instead, I … Continue reading

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The Hunting Wolf and Fian

She left him behind with the bleeding wound on his leg and didn’t look back. How could anyone be so stubborn? All he had to do was strum three bored chords to proove that he belonged to me. Just something—but … Continue reading

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The Silent Lute – Secret of the Heartstone

Travelers, be welcome, stay a while, and listen … Do you have any idea how happy it makes me to welcome you back here by my fire? After all, it isn’t exactly common for someone to take so much time—endless … Continue reading

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