Tag: HEMA

The Kungensklinga Sidesword

∴ A Royal Bearing∴ Your name sounds unfamiliar as it rings along the long, marble gallery, bedecked with gilt frames and austere painted eyes. How strange to hear it here, plain and pedestrian alongside ancient titles. A small cough from the footman prompts you…

The Maristella Smallsword

∴ A Siren Call∴ A lone and late-to-bed gull makes its keening call, your sole companion as you gaze upon the brooding waters. You can’t explain what wonder this half-rotten wooden groyn holds for you – only that every night since the news of…

The Castilia Rapier

∴ A Soldier’s Return∴ The parched grass is warm beneath your bare feet, just as you knew it would be. Leaving your leather boots by the roadside, you savour the sensation and venture deeper between the vines. Each pleached row points toward the same…

The Astaldar Arming Sword

∴ A Valiant Attempt ∴ The air is cool and honeysuckle-scented as you slip unnoticed from the feast. No sooner have you rounded the doorway than the roar of water deluges your senses. You close your eyes to greet the familiar sound, tilting your…

The Demeter Daggers

∴ A Kindred Calling ∴ “It’s time,” she says. For years you’ve trained for this moment, but she’s been preparing far longer. For every kindness, a caution. For every peal of laughter, a pertinent lesson. She is kneeling beside you now, placing the plain…

Care and Feeding of your Balefire Blade

When I think of epic tales of heroism, it’s not just the heat of the battlefield that gets my heart racing – it’s the aftermath. The crackling of a campfire and the lugubrious hum of a wooden whistle, scarred heroes trading tales over dark…

The Glossa Sacra Rapier and Dagger

∴ A Tongue of Flame ∴ Divorced from its source, the moonlight hangs heavy, yet somehow insubstantial. It is as if the entire cathedral is composed of blue-tinged light and shadow: the cool gloom of the pews, the patterns burned in brilliant white onto…