AabahranThe Chronicles, Vol.22
The Chronicles · by Scholar Acele
/--------------------------------------------------------------------\ | | | * * * * * * Sunday 50th | | Vol. 22 * * THE CHRONICLES * * Winter, 1927PC | | * * | | | | TIRED OLD NEWS PAPER RESURRECTED AFTER 450-YEAR TEA BREAK | | _ _ | | | | ow about we turn the clock back a couple years. An up and | | |___| coming author with a useless thesis on Luck seeks to join a | | | | giant library in hopes of gaining the tools to find her lost | | | | father. It turns out dad is a lot better at hiding than she | | thought he would be, but she finds something else, something | | she never expected: vocation. | | There has not been a Herald in over two-hundred years. And how | | can this new journal called the "Miruvhor Whispere" be allowed to | | continue without competition? | | For a brief moment in history, THE CHRONICLES has returned. | | | | )----------------------------------------------------------------( | | | | THE KARISHIN WAR OF 1925 PC | | _____ | | | hulgan is dead. The Savants are gone. The Camp, restless. | | | It is hard to imagine why a Warmaster, vastly outnumbered, | | | would risk fighting such a war, but the interests of a man | | | bent on finding the perfect fight cannot really be imagined. | | They must be seen. | | At the outset, turf was the currency of conflict, and most army | | drivers were just looking for a way to build a new checkpoint when | | one got torn down. Land has always been fuel for a good scuff, | | but more so in recent times evidently as the looming concern of | | Thulgan has vanished. Rumors of another Cataclysm linger, and for | | good reason of course. Yet, the people were as tough as nails and | | are now unarguably tougher. If the moons will not create a | | Cataclysm, Karishin's war on Regent Kimril Goddi might. These two | | titans were at each other's throats even in the days when Camp | | challenge records were still being built. Such days have passed, | | as Karishin has made it abundantly clear that he cannot rest when | | such ripe foes roam the earth. | | In Karishin's most recent announcement, he seems to be going to | | war with, well, everyone. Pew Littlehoof at the flank has stated | | that Aabahran is under the siege of the Camp. This is the strange | | result of what happens when a Warmaster WINS. | | That's right, they won. The Tower is gone. Without supporters | | the Tower is but a tomb filled with dust. What can the Camp do? | | Celebrate every evening with fresh meat around a new bonfire? And | | with which bones, that is, are they stoking these fires? | | Some say that this seige is a gambit to warn future would-be | | warlocks away from joining the Tower. Now that the sworn enemy is | | vanquished, even Morlhach himself torn down, the Camp must employ | | its clever macro-strategy against the IDEA of a Savant institution | | and not just its physical pawns. This sort of game has not been | | needed in a very long time, and there has not been a greater | | challenge, emotionally or physically, than the Regent Kimril Goddi | | himself. It is no wonder Karishin has chosen him then. A sharp | | blade cannot be honed greater without the most patient and dire of | | force. What would happen should they unite once more? | | Perhaps, then, all of this bloodshed, all of this vitriol, is | | merely preparation for something else, something yet to come? | |____________________________________________________________________| | Chief Editor: Acele | Currently taking submissions for publication | \--------------------------------------------------------------------/