I wrote this short story to be the Prologue of a longer piece based loosely around the plot line of D&D Campaign I've been running for the last few years. The story was gonna be about a group of mercenaries sent to do a rough job in a rough port city called Caer Lucan. In a larger sense, we'd follow the break-up of the once proud Free Cities as they were slowly conquered by the Shallantyr Empire, a kind of fantasy stand-in for Rome.
But I'm starting to think that I don't really have time to write much new fiction. So for the time being, this piece has to sort of stand on its own.
