In the southern corner of the Suyren castle town, the strangest ritual Kratos had ever witnessed cracked on at dawn, every damned day for the last week.
The mud-splattered tracks crisscrossing the dingy hovels of Suyren were a far cry from the stout walls that had impressed Christos from the road. What, from a distance, had seemed bustling ...
Hello Everyone, just wanted to drop in and share my thoughts and conclusions on the 1st Feedback Request. The overall sentiment was a greater emphasis on the Army/Kingdom Building and on Theo's POV...
“And when will they arrive?” Theodorus asked. His mind ran a thousand miles a minute while his body sat perfectly still on the hard wooden stool, the edge biting into his thighs.
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Author's Note: From now on, every chapter will feature historic Trivia at the end of it. This is the first of a few new features I have in mind to enhance Fallen Eagle's Patreon Page, stay tuned fo...
The roar of the crowd was a physical wave, a wall of sound that crashed over Mathaios like violent, foamy waves over a rocky cliffside - barely registering in his mind. He pounded down the ...
Theodorus, Demetrios, and Stefanos’s shared laughter in the courtyard died a swift death at the armory door. It was good that they had managed to wring out a brief, joyous moment, because...
Hello everyone, the story has seen explosive growth over the last few days, and we've finally reached the 10 Patron benchmark! This milestone means we have a community large enough now to start dis...
The castle’s resident chickens had not yet started their morning ballad when Theodorus rose from his roughly carded woolen mattress, a luxury compared to the straw bedding he’d slept in...
Being called to the Doux’s office for the second time in a week was never a fun experience, but after idling for half a week in the Capital, Leonidas was already feeling the strain of sit...
Theodorus pushed the heavy oak door inward and stepped into a cave of shadows. The last, wounded light of a setting sun bled through a tall, narrow window, turning the figure seated behind ...
Author's note: From now on Chapters will have illustrations. I will also retroactively add chapter illustrations for the previous chapters over the coming days, so be sure to check those out if you...
Author's Note: Just wanted to drop in and say that the two weeks of Chapter Releases every two days are finally over. Chapters will now follow a regular release schedule of one chapter every three ...
“Assemble!” The captain’s voice roared, slicing through the raw-throated cheers of his men. The elation of victory, so potent a moment before, began to recede, replaced by the f...
The volley was not a sound, but a texture - a sharp, ripping tear in the fabric of the morning. Thirty arrows arcing as one was a strangely soothing balm to Theodorus’s spirit, the perfec...
“Captain! Sergeant Leonidas! Orestis! Where are you?!” Christos’s voice was a ragged bellow as he crashed through the woods. He had only a vague sense of direction, a desperate headin...
Evangelos thought shepherding was much like raising kids. You grew them up, took care of ‘em, kept the wolves away, and got them as fat as the meagre soil allowed, all in the hopes that t...
Nestled in a valley southeast of Kerasia, a particular grove held its breath. Here, an offshoot of the Belbek river gurgled around a colossal, moss-eaten boulder that local legend claimed w...
“HOLD IT LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT!” Sergeant Leonidas’s boot slammed into a shield, the impact a dull thud that sent a shockwave down the line. “BECAUSE ONE DAY, IT WILL!” ...
Christos moved through Kerasia not like a man, but like a storm front rolling in over the hills, a palpable drop in pressure preceding him. He did not take any winding side paths; he strode...
The sunrises and sunsets of Mangup were a miser’s gift of extra light, a few precious minutes hoarded from the encroaching dark. A grace afforded by the elevated promontory on which the c...
The last week and a half had been a whirlwind of frantic, managed progress. After twelve days of grueling practice, the recruits were finally showing some semblance of discipline. They snap...