The Grand Game

“Damn,” I muttered, staring at spirit-Adriel in shock. She looked identical to her younger human form, and like Ghost, was fully formed. “What about the harbinger?” I…

The good news was that the thorns appeared to have been fired blindly. There was bad news too, though. As widely dispersed as the thorn barrage was,…

The void tree did not return. At first, neither Adriel nor I wanted to believe it. The sapling couldn’t just up and leave, could it? Eventually though,…

You are hidden. I emerged from the aether with a smile on my face. Our gambit had worked. The spores were destroyed, and I had my stealth…

Hi everyone! Herewith is another sketch from Grand Game 1 – an armor card, specifically the armor Michael takes from Sigmar.  Keen to hear your thoughts! 🙂 

Immediately meant five minutes. It did not take us long to reach consensus on who exactly would pursue the harbinger. Only three of us—Adriel, Farren, and myself—would….

As we entered the central fog bank, the lichs and I began our final preparations. You have cast heightened reflexes, load controller, fade, and trigger-cast quick mend….

Adriel bobbed her head, looking too pleased with herself to pay much heed to my astonishment. “And not just any stygian. A stygian pyre wolf.” Closing my…