He turned his feet and strafed around the feet of the beast with his hands held high, affixing shining cores of diamond dust in the darkness above the tricephalic fox. He carved a wide, frozen arc around the beast's feet with his frozen palms aimed towards the growing starfield emanating green waves ...

"Too ugly to be kin of mine," Fenri said, watching Zeik's searing light beam tear straight through the ceiling of his shield. Between the mystic sigils and the howls of the creature being marked with the mage's first strike, it emboldened the already hackled Frozen Moon to action.

Zeik's white hot ...

The three headed beast emerged from the ashen smoke, a similar filthy scent that accompanied Zeik and Zero when they washed up to Cold Frontier's doorstep followed by the Herald of War himself. Though he didn't announce himself as such, Fenri's deductive reasoning pieced together the connection ...

Fenri, as he stated before, was not well versed in the esoteric arts of Vescrutia. His Arbiters were what he called "Simple" but effective. He dwelled not in the realm of spirits and psychics, choosing to influence the realms he could feel and touch.

In the space where Zeik took them, he ...

"A bridge over troubled waters..."

Fenri crossed his arms as Zeik sat in the ashen, frozen snow.

"I'm not fond of walking into traps laid by... Whatever these Horsemen are..."

Fenri stepped forward to stand next to Zeik at his silent invitation. He knew it would be uncomfortable, passing ...

“I’m not meant to be understood by the common man,” he said. Not defensively. Not apologetically. As fact. “No more than calculus is meant for newborns.”



"The virtue of calculus isn't its complexity, but its application."

Fenri chuckled as Zeik mused over his lofty self-determination. He ...

“I’m here to undo the Subterfuge. I didn’t know you were versed in that type of spellcraft.”


"Subterfuge... Fitting."

Fenri only knew of it in terms of warfare and relations with Zero. His mastery of the common tongue introduced him to a number of concepts and the current state of Vescrutia ...

A tingle crawled up Fenri's back, sensing a surge in energy appear behind him accompanied by the snarls and grumbles of otherworldly beasts. He turned to look over his shoulder only slightly, to make sure he wasn't going to be ambushed by any of the predators of Aeon. What he found turned out to be ...

Fenri approached the barren earth just before the Iden Strait at the edge of the Desert of Aeon. The desert was quiet, howling winds wailed across the frozen, sandy flats and Fenri crossed them silently. His nose twinged as the subtle, but pungent odor of scorched glass sifted through the frozen ...

Fenri was faced with an impossible choice.

Was it the first time? Not at all.

Diamond Dust’s institution stood for centuries operating out of the southernmost continent f Vescrutia, stretching its influence from one place to the next by offering support for some of the world’s most vulnerable ...