By Evelyn Ember The basalt boulevards of Scorchhold smoldered anew on Third-Day as the Pyre-Alliance confirmed it had unleashed a precision brimfire strike that obliterated Wraith Premier Aghrad al-Raghuul and several of his coal-cabinet ministers mid-workshop inside the Obsidian Chancery. The Wraith Dominion, long stoked by Emberlord patronage from beyond the Ash Dunes, called the […]

By Lucius Brimstone In the ashen hush of St. Cinders Basilica and Academy, tragedy tore through the incense like a jagged blade. Two young souls—Ember Larkshade (10) and Cinder Flintwhistle (8)—were slain during the Hour of Bellows by a gunman whose motives dissolved into smoke almost as quickly as his life did. His name in

By Vernon Vexfire You’ll forgive an old smoke-stained ink pusher for sounding unsurprised when the Brass Legion shuts a door it swore was open. In the blasted quarter of Ashaza—where the ash falls sideways and the sirens never learned to sleep—healers trying to cross from the Emberbank staging grounds were told to turn around and

By Lucius Brimstone, Senior Cinder Correspondent The furnaces of Pandemonium-on-the-Pit are running a touch hotter this week as the Infernal Dominion prepares to honor the soot-crowned sages of our lineage on Granddamnation Day, arriving this cycle on the seventh of Septemberscorch. Established in 1978 of the Mortal Reckoning—when President Jimmifer Cauterize signed a blistering proclamation

By Evelyn Ember In the sulfur-streaked dawn of the 9th Circle’s antipodes, Chancellor Cinderbane of the Emberlands announced a rupture hotter than molten brimstone: the expulsion of the Pit of Persepolis’ ambassador and the recall of flamebearers from the Sooted Caliphate. The catalyst, according to the Emberlands’ Shadow Watch, was a string of torch-and-shatter assaults

By Vernon Vexfire, reporting from Cinderborough, capital of the Ashen Marches, where the cobbles are hot enough to sear hoof and the art crowds hotter still. The Pandemonium Fringe has opened its iron gates, disgorging three million culture-thirsty souls into a city already at war with gravity, rent, and basic decency. From the first scream