Fate
When she weaved she fully surrendered her thoughts, her creative whims one and the same with all of theros and sometimes beyond it.
OtF Ch1 - First Journal
I'm unsure of what I'm expected to write, so I 've decided upon simply making this a journal of sorts. That makes this day five. I could address this to the superiors, but I'll refrain as I feel it would be more appropriate for me to be writing...
OtF Ch2 - Second Journal
Day seven. They want me to write again. Everyone still seems a little tense, but not as much as when we first set up camp here. Even though I still don't understand a word of what's being said, I think I'm starting to get the hang of this life. At...
OtF Ch3 - Third & Fourth Journals
Day eight. Saw two very different things today and wanted to write them down. First - or rather second, I guess - well, later in the afternoon, I came across some of the men (none of whom, to my memory, were officers) playing some sort of ball game....
Servant of Darkness - Ch. 3: The Fragment
"an theros, verus. fiz ban!" the room was consumed by a brilliant orange glow as a ball of flames erupted between dougal and the floor, sending the dwarf flying backwards as he whooped triumphantly.
Legion of Sytarel - Ch. 20: The Wolf of Kelial
"_an theros verus, fiz ban!_"dane cried out, throwing a fireball at a pair of bandits to his right. he didn't even pause to make sure that the attack was effective, and instead swung around to find his next target.
Servant of Darkness - Ch. 5: The Chase
"_an theros verus. fiz ban!_" the ball of flame enlarged suddenly and flew as if fired out of a cannon. a plume of flames and smoke shot up into the sky as an explosion rocked the market and took out two of the blades that were advancing on them.
Legion of Sytarel - Ch. 22: Sytarelites
"_an theros verus. fiz ban_!" dane spoke the words to one of the first spells he'd ever learned, and lit the candle. it only took a few moments for the wax to start to run, and he dripped it onto the folded parchment.