Altar Server Handbook Pdf Novels & Stories

Dina said. "And what does it say?" Harald asked. "An invitation..." His father took a sip of the ale he brought from Frulenberg, and wiped his mouth. " ...to unite the scattered keepers of the wind." "And where would that be?" Ivar asked. "Many years ago, I received a message from my brother in the region of Surmwale, that a large group of elite Alchemists were building a safe haven for all that possesses the power of nature. Its main purpose, however, is to create an army of Alchemists capable of resisting the oppression of the emperor.

They stepped inside. Raven’s sharp blue eyes scanned the spines—titles in languages older than Arcadia Prime, bindings of shadow-leather and bone. Victoria moved with purpose, fingers trailing over volumes until she stopped before a thick tome bound in matte black hide that drank the light rather than reflected it. Silver script crawled across the cover like living veins: *Intricate Military Command of the Dead* *Advanced Studies in the Art of Necromantic Warfare* Raven reached up—standing on tiptoe—and pulled it free. The weight surprised her; this was no slim intermediate text. This was dense, heavy with diagrams of battlefield sigils, troop formations of the risen, rites for coordinating