Rings of Honor

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They had taken two girls from their security team along for the ride, clad in their favored jumpsuits and surgical masks, both unarmed yet managing to exude a quiet menace, as equally effective a deterrent as a sword or sidearm. The girls were silent and vigilant for the first leg of the journey, ce...

The tale of Lorelei and Ishmerai came out in an incoherent stream as soon as Mallory crossed the threshold, so much of it at once that she wasn't sure what she had said by the time she was done. It had been an hour, and the witch sat on her and Eri's bed, curled into a ball with her arms around her ...

Early April, 2018. Winter was overstaying its welcome in RhyDin this year, so when the first day came that was nearly warm, and mostly sunny, Mallory St. Martin spent as much of it as she could outside. She was almost happy to wash the windows at Panacea this morning, spent her afternoon tutoring L...

The moonlight, visible if hazy in the warm night shone through the trees. Beyond the back of the wall in the forest was an old foot bridge over a stream, a comfortably place to sit outside and drink by the light of a pair of lanterns with blocks of cedar incense burning to scent the air and drive aw...

The road that wound up toward the hills was narrow, bordered on either side by flooded fields where rice was cultivated. Between were bands of forested area where they could hear the distant cries of cicadas as the day wore on. Though the sun was hot, as yet the umbrellas Eri had brought were not ne...

A few days later - Tokyo... In spite of being separated from the crowded sidewalk by only a curtain that blew open with a fitful breeze, the small restaurant facing the river was relatively cool. As large bowls of the fragrant Tokyo style ramen were placed before them, Eri grinned and retrieved cho...

July 11th, 2018. Mallory was at the Lyceum that night, gossiping with Safiya in a low voice as they both leaned on the counter, mostly done with the process of reviewing their inventory. The witch was in a tank top and jeans and boots, all stained with soot and ash and brightly colored dyes (along ...

July 7th, 2018. Kabuki Street was packed when Tanabata came, filled with lanterns and streamers, stalls for food and others for games, and parades of marchers and dancers in brightly patterned outfits. They had set out paper lanterns for the four fallen members of the rengou-kai at dusk, before mos...

A young woman with short dark hair was kneeling on a faded golden rug at the edge of the Goblin Market, close enough to the hustle and bustle to provide an abundance of distractions from what the adolescent orc kneeling in front of her was trying to focus on: her eyes, the cards in her hands, and th...

"Breathe..." Haley held her breath. Mallory's gaze ticked aside to her. "Just -- breathe..." She let it out in a long sigh, and her cheeks dimpled in an overjoyed smile. "Now, reach out. What do you see?" Music swelled and light from the little tablet flashed across the...

Mallory had seen plenty of evidence of Aiko and Kana's potential as Enochian mages, and just as much potential to hurt themselves or, worse, give up on magic entirely. What had started as an ill-fated test at the Red Dragon Inn a few days prior was now a full-blown intervention. "They need to t...

In a whirlwind of motion the trio reappeared before the old stone house near Kabuki Street where Eri and Mallory lived. The witch was a little unsteady in her landing, stumbling two steps away from them but catching herself easily enough. She blinked at her surroundings, at the security delinquent s...

Smoke and embers flowed into the inner sanctum of the mountain temple, the orange glow fading to muddy ash as it touched the spring that straddled the underworld, its bubbling waters stoppered by a massive white stone that blocked a cave of solid black rock. The blood of four monks had turned the wa...

Cold wind blew up the mountain from the city far below, every bit as bitter and chilling as the air that howled down from the peaks and dusted the slopes with snow for much of the year. The old forest around the temple rustled and rattled as every leaf turned up , as if a summer storm was fast appro...

Footing was perilous at the verge of the forest where Roka appeared, the slope of the ground steep and the terrain uneven in this mountain pass, just barely below the tree line. The elder oni's outlandish footwear was silent and sure as he materialized and settled like a feather in a spot overlookin...