mousillon

"No… No…", Thuarindir steps forward. "Look how the arrow longs for the Target." Training the upstarts is also his duty, Thuarindir thinks. He nods confirmingly as his student puts the arrow at the hart of the target at 150 paces. Then he takes out 3 arrows; concentrates and they are away. One...

Ever since Mousillon declined into the mire, there has been little to hold its inhabitants to the land. Yet the city is still occupied by the dregs of those unable or unwilling to leave. They eke out a living in the docks and in the little urban villages that subsist in the mud and the shadow of...

When Duke Maldred embarked on the grail quest he returned in an unusually short time. Even more amazing than this was the fact that he claimed to have brought back the actual chalice of the Lady of the Lake. He claimed that this was a portent of his kingship. Many knights came to Mousillon to...

According to the ancient custom, which is still followed in Bretonnia, anyone who desired the honour and privilege of knighthood must first prove himself worthy by accomplishing a perilous task. Traditionally the errand of knighthood is chosen by the fairest maiden in the village, and is often...

Portrayed in peasant songs as dashing defenders of the low against the abuses of the high, the reality of the bands of brigands that infest the forests of Brettonia is a lot less proasic. Cutthroat, brigand, poacher, fugitive - all find refuge in the wild woods. They belong to those who have...

The Vampires dwelling in Bretonnia are mostly of the clan of Abhorash, the reclusive father of the Blood Dragons. In the cursed city of Mousillon the Blood Dragons are primarily the progeny of the infamous Red Duke of Aquitaine. Having been vanquished at the battle of Ceren Fields the Duke plots...

The dreaded Dark Elven Corsairs are creatures of nightmare, spoken of in hushed whispers of abject terror. There are few that haven't heard of the dreadful raids the dark clad Elven pirates perform, striking out with lightning speed and ferocity in the middle of the night. Dread legends speak of...