They say the best cure for apathy is tragedy. I beg to differ – fright is a wonderful method for dissolving the unfeeling funk one falls in from time to time.
“Let every man with ears to listen, let him hear!” A Bard’s blessing, and his curse. No Bard alive is skilled enough to selectively choose who hears and who doesn’t when he starts singing, after all.
Sir Morwyn was murdered the day of the Great Retreat at Caer Erasleigh. It was told that Haunt Gravenor, younger brother to the ambitious Bishop of Cornwall was responsible…
Now again a member of the Fourth Wall, Mericet takes back up the fight on behalf of Albion, unsure of what Arawn has planned for him. However, the Rose Sword still glows with satisfaction with every new soul Mericet takes.
Mericet has found a loyal friend in the strange friar named Binge. Cold comfort that, as Binge is also one of the very number Mertel used to be of – the Fourth Wall. Can Mericet reclaim his old life as another person?
The Sword of Roses has revealed itself to Mertel, now Mericet, and a new day begins for Albion with the alliance of the Innconu. Mericet however still has to master the strange weapon, and learn to live as a different man.
The battle has been joined and things aren’t going well for Albion. Hibernia and Midgard united, betrayal cripples the Fourth Wall, and a new player into this strange tale emerges. What is the Sword of Roses, anyway?
Barlyic and the Fourth Wall have called a halt near the supposedly haunted Caer Legonis. Eurians and Mertel both seem to be troubled by the location – could this be a clue to Mertel’s pain?
It’s the day of battle and the Fourth Wall, one of many companies loyal to the beset King Constans of Albion march out into the wild north to hold back the impending danger against Arthur’s dying realm.
Mertel Rosethorn is a fallen Knight of the Round Table, now mercenary-for-hire in the employ of the Fourth Wall, a company of defenders in the service of the King. Kindred spirit to Barlyic Darkhawk, Mertel has a painful past that eats at him still.