Tag: HEMA

The Helvetica Montante

∴ A Binding Force∴ Mounted high above the mantle, the greatsword is an imposing thing. Your fellow confedorates can hardly keep their eyes from it, though whether they’re assured by its promised protection or cowed by insinuated force, you cannot guess. The sword is…

The Bellifortis Flail

∴ A Heroic Improbability∴ Time does not grind so much as thud to a standstill, leaving you staring at your adversary, hands tight around the mahogany haft. In that second-between-seconds, you almost want to laugh at the preposterousness of the situation. That it should…

The Entropia Sidesword (Discordian Suite)

∴ A Lingering Void ∴ You cannot remember finding the sword, nor lifting it from its dark stone pedestal. You only know that you craved it, and it was in your hand. Turning the blackened hilt in the half-light, you examine its strange engravings,…

The Hedera Partisans

∴ A Woodland Encounter ∴ You curse as your toe catches a trip-wire of ivy. The floor is thickly carpeted with the stuff – centuries of tangled growth vying for a sporadic dappling of sunlight. It gives the shaded glen an ancient aspect, and…

The Andalus Longsword

∴ An Ornate Echo∴ The summer evening air is perfumed with orange and myrtle, carrying a cascade of memories. You close your eyes and drink in the melody of the place: running water punctuated by a nightingale trill. You fancy you can almost feel the…

The Basilica Feder

∴ A Divine Inheritance ∴ Beams of jewel-toned light refract from perfect curves as the scent of incense rises on still, thin air. With a curt bow to the altar, you slip into a side chapel and gesture for the boy to follow. This…

The Blaggard Alehouse Dagger

∴ A Brawler’s Friend∴ After two days on the rainy road with only hard bread to cheer you, the russet firelight glimmer of the tavern is a welcome sight. As you slip through the woodworm-pocked door, you grin at the sign above it: “The…