Matrix Voom lingers over his paga as he ponders the job of assassin. He lifts the goblet to his lips and remembers his secret trainings. He turns his eyes to the door of Three Winds and wonders if they linger outside, hunting his blood. There are so many of them. He nods and stands, looking [...]
A Dark Wind Blows In Three Winds
Unyoking his bow, Matrix looks about his home…Three Winds….weary of his travels but happy to breath in the familiar scent of his family. He calls out, but only the echo of the great foyer answers him. He lazily saunters over to the study, looking behind him at the muddy tracks on the tile floor, reminding [...]
