Dogmatic Surface [Desert Tales]
His vengeance complete, the man peered into a water jug to
wash the blood from his face. A moment later, he began to
scream, for the face he saw reflected in the water was that
of the man he had been searching for. The man he had killed.
Again and again, he plunged his blade into the jug, making
the reflection a jumble of ripples and splashes and waves.
Did I killed my beloved? Was it me?
The man's question vanished into the cold dark of the sky.
"The Tale of the Water-Jug Man"
wash the blood from his face. A moment later, he began to
scream, for the face he saw reflected in the water was that
of the man he had been searching for. The man he had killed.
Again and again, he plunged his blade into the jug, making
the reflection a jumble of ripples and splashes and waves.
Did I killed my beloved? Was it me?
The man's question vanished into the cold dark of the sky.
Dogmatic Sword [Desert Tales]
The man ventured across the desert and over the sea
before finally arriving at unfamiliar city. Along the way,
he turned the peculiar facial feature of his enemy
over and over in his mind.
Time moved. Seasons passed. Finally, he found a man who
seemed to fit the bill, and gathering all the hatred of having
his beloved murdered into his blade, he plunged it deep,
deep, deep into the killer's heart.
"The Tale of the Water-Jug Man"
before finally arriving at unfamiliar city. Along the way,
he turned the peculiar facial feature of his enemy
over and over in his mind.
Time moved. Seasons passed. Finally, he found a man who
seemed to fit the bill, and gathering all the hatred of having
his beloved murdered into his blade, he plunged it deep,
deep, deep into the killer's heart.
Dogmatic Sky [Desert Tales]
There once was a man who was spurred on by hate.
After the woman he loved was murdered, he took up a blade
and laid low the object of his vengeance. He buried the
corpse of the killer beneath the evening cold of a desert
sky, then thought back on his beloved's last words,
which spoke of an unusual feature on the killer's face.
These final words were what allowed the man to find
his hated enemy and exact his revenge.
"The Tale of the Water-Jug Man"
After the woman he loved was murdered, he took up a blade
and laid low the object of his vengeance. He buried the
corpse of the killer beneath the evening cold of a desert
sky, then thought back on his beloved's last words,
which spoke of an unusual feature on the killer's face.
These final words were what allowed the man to find
his hated enemy and exact his revenge.
Unfermented Alcohol [Desert Tales]
Quiet night tonight. Can't stop thinking about the thief.
I mean, he's practically a child! I can't imagine how hard
it must be to survive on your own like that.
How did someone so young take up thievery, anyway?
Does he have some secret past? Almost wish I could bump into
him at the tavern and hear his tale, but I bet he's still into juice.
In other news, the wife's started sneaking my booze when I'm
on patrol. Guess I've got another thief to worry about now!
"A Guard Captain's Patrol Diary"
I mean, he's practically a child! I can't imagine how hard
it must be to survive on your own like that.
How did someone so young take up thievery, anyway?
Does he have some secret past? Almost wish I could bump into
him at the tavern and hear his tale, but I bet he's still into juice.
In other news, the wife's started sneaking my booze when I'm
on patrol. Guess I've got another thief to worry about now!
Hooked Fish [Desert Tales]
I saw the thief fishing on the coast at the outskirts of the
kingdom. He's got the skills to steal food, so maybe he had
a change of heart? Anyway, while I don't approve of his
crimes, I almost wanted to cheer when I saw how determined
he was to reel something in.
Speaking of, the fish in this area are deliciously fatty.
Maybe I'll go catch a couple for myself!
"A Guard Captain's Patrol Diary"
kingdom. He's got the skills to steal food, so maybe he had
a change of heart? Anyway, while I don't approve of his
crimes, I almost wanted to cheer when I saw how determined
he was to reel something in.
Speaking of, the fish in this area are deliciously fatty.
Maybe I'll go catch a couple for myself!
Coin of Another [Desert Tales]
I saw the lonely thief on patrol again today. Merchants
have been reporting his thievery on an almost daily basis,
so he's been our prime target for a while now.
Recently, I hear he's been focusing on tourists who are
entranced by his good looks, so I should remind everyone
to remain alert. Hell, this is the same guy who stole the
gold right out of my pocket, after all!
"A Guard Captain's Patrol Diary"
have been reporting his thievery on an almost daily basis,
so he's been our prime target for a while now.
Recently, I hear he's been focusing on tourists who are
entranced by his good looks, so I should remind everyone
to remain alert. Hell, this is the same guy who stole the
gold right out of my pocket, after all!