Frostborn

A fiery soul is destined to feel cold. Welcome to the catacombs of ice.

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Guardians of the Glacier #4: The Witch


        Born the child of a succubus and a politician, the Witch grew up feared and hated by the abomination that was her birth. Such disgust was seen most strongly in the eyes of the clergymen who took great lengths to antagonize her and her family, demanding she be burned at the stake. Thus, the locals began calling her the Witch, blaming her for any misfortunes they suffered while yet she still breathed. Her curse was rumored to be the root of all hardships the town faced, including drought, illness, and even the urge to sin. Although  the last one may have had more to do with the fact that she was extremely beautiful. Nevertheless, the church-led townsfolk began to form mobs in order to chase this evil from their land. And so, her and her father were forced to flee the town in order to save their lives. Her mother, meanwhile, stayed in hopes of someday convincing the town to let her husband and daughter come back. However, the Witch has now been away twelve years and is yet to hear back from her. 

Monday, March 28, 2011

Guardians of the Glacier #3: The Ranger


        In the deep and untamed forests of the Western Realm there are more top predators than there are prey on which to feed. Thus, the region remains relatively undisturbed by the outside world. Even the most renowned hunters and ruthless poachers neglect these woods because of the dense underbrush and uncertainty of what lurks just out of sight. The only ones able to brave this dangerous wilderness are the local warrior tribes, which are scarce to say the least. The Ranger was born amongst the greatest of these tribes, the Kahtoree, who live off of the pinpoint precision they posses with either the bow or the blade and their unmatched tracking skills. But still, survival is a challenge that they battle every day. One wrong move and you’re lost to the forest forever. It’s as simple as that in the harsh reality in which they live. Every aspect of everyday life is a trial in and of itself. To survive here, one must be quick with both the mind and the body,  and such are the qualities that define the Ranger most accurately.

Friday, March 25, 2011

Guardians of the Glacier #2: The Martyr


       Under the guidance of a mythic light the Martyr grew up in a world that didn’t exist, following a glorified path that led nowhere but to her own grave. Abandoned by her parents at birth, she was taken in by the church and brought up believing in divine intervention and salvation in God. For His influence was found in everything good and missing from all that was evil in the hearts of man. The nuns and priests preached this every day in an attempt to mold her into their own personal vessel to serve God’s will. But whereas she proved to be an easy vessel to obtain, they struggled getting her to set sail.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Guardians of the Glacier #1: The Bard

        Growing up under the solitude of a mansion’s only child, the Bard had more than enough time to perfect his art. He, however, never mastered anything outside of songs of mischief. His parents tried everything to help him excel in his love for songwriting and storytelling, but no amount of money or tutors could steer him away from his true passion. And so at the age of fourteen he left the life of nobility and began performing his style of the traveling bard for all the world to hear. The world, however, held a bit of a deaf ear to his talents. Night after night he was thrown out of tavern after tavern due to the melody in which his spirit swayed. Apparently no one longed for songs of ridicule, nor appreciated his witty insults and foul tongue. 

Monday, March 21, 2011

Guardians of the Glacier (prologue)

In the small town of Kaltbury there was little for lodging outside of Jazmin’s Tavern. Thus it became the very breath of the town, the only warm place to rest amongst the frozen region in which the town was located. Very few people lived here due to the desolate climate, but it was never so lifeless as to be called barren. Travelers flocked here in surprising numbers, seeking the desires missing from their empty souls. Some came for love, others for merely pleasure. Some wanted revenge, others merely treasure. But whatever their reasons for coming to Kaltbury, they always ended up here in Jazmin’s Tavern.