The Sinking Cadaver (Part 3)

“The fear comes, the fear goes

Like a footprint in the snow,

It will fade, the question though

Is will you last long enough to know?”

- The Poet, A Ghost in the Frost: Diaries of the Lost

The Sinking Cadaver (Part 2)

“The ice is cold, the night is dark

The moon and stars sink into black

A threshold of warnings for turning back,

But when the heart is cold, the mind is dark.”          

- The Poet, A Ghost in the Frost: Diaries of the Lost

The Sinking Cadaver (Part 1)

“Beware the dark and snowy drifts

Lurking shadows bring destiny’s shift

Those who enter face the reaper’s bliss

Or end up prisoners of the Frozen Abyss”

Guardians of the Glacier #10: The Thief

            Growing up under the cover of darkness and embrace of shadows, the Thief was cloaked from the world’s view. Rumors had him connected to all four Realms, but no one knew for sure which one he came from, nor which one he was in at any given time. He was a mysterious man with a mastery of pickpocketing. Outside of that there is virtually nothing known about him or his past, thus there is very little to be said on this subject.

Guardians of the Glacier #9: The Saint

           Outside the temptations of Earthly pleasures, the Saint grew up a near perfect embodiment of the church. He was compassionate with his faith and inconsiderate of others’ beliefs, making him the ideal candidate to lead their cleansing efforts in an attempt to purify the world. And unlike the Martyr, the Saint accepted the role the church assigned him and became the instrument he was destined to be. He was a demon slayer and a very good one at that. And because of how loosely the church used the word demon, he always had work to do. His journey to the Frozen Abyss would be no different.

Guardians of the Glacier #8: The Scholar

           Under the vast wealth of draining knowledge in the world, the Scholar grew up absorbing as much of it as he could before it would become lost forever. Thus he spent the entirety of his childhood achieving the highest level of education money could buy, learning from the most respected minds the world could offer. For eight hours a day he would listen intently to the scholars he wished to someday be, while spending the remainder of his free time in the library and visiting history museums. He was a boy with an appetite for information and a retrospective hunger that slowly began to starve.

Guardians of the Glacier #7: The Swordsman

           Brought up under the teachings of an all but worn out blade, the Swordsman grew up a fighter. The ways of discipline and combat were all he knew, having been trained by a legendary sparring master, one who was renowned for his feats both as a warrior and as a nobleman. Thus the Swordsman felt extremely grateful every second of the fifteen years he spent under his master’s guidance, having started his training whilst he was but a boy. His teacher was a man of great poise and stature, and he wished to someday be a man of equal resolve. Such a dream would take a lot of hard work and persistence to achieve he knew, but his master would expect nothing less.