Ironsides Family/Bowie
| Lord Bowie Ironsides | |
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| Status: | Living |
| Regard: | Demoniac |
| Continent: | Dwilight |
| Titles: | "Prince and Overlord, Demon of Dwilight, Fugitive of Fissoa, Outcast of Madina, Pariah of D'Hara, Badmouther of the Raivanlands, Temple Builder of Qubel, Champion of the Duchess of Diamonds, Lecher of Sallowtown and the Dean of History in the Dwilight University." |
| Aliases: | "Amilcare, Daedalus, Black Bowie, the Dark Count." |
Demon of Dwilight
Prologue
Chapter One: From Fissoa to Exile
Chapter Two: Welcome Winter to Scholasticism
Chapter Three: The Final Curtain
Chapter Four:
As the Demon of Dwilight leaves D'Hara for good he returns to Sallowtown for the first time since his expulsion. The Black Army searches the city for Bowie's son Winter, but instead find the resilience of the Sallowsians.
Crossing the Desert of Silhouettes
The Black Army slowly marches across the bright desert. The heat and sand ache at them as much as the water rationing. Bowie had visited the desert once before, but only for a short time and never this deep. He was attempting to do something considerably very dangerous, he was going to cross straight through the desert.
Weeks pass, men starve and die, Bowie walks on. The sands rise and fall like waves and at times the wind blinds the caravan. They continue in the direction of the far off Divide Mountains. For the Black Army, this journey was both a test and a punishment. For Bowie, it was his only option.
Captain Volkrad heard Bowie speak about this desert. Bowie spoke cryptically and without explanation. He said,
- “The desert cannot be conquered. Only those who are invited to pass may live. If the desert does not want you, you will never make it out alive.”
They pass near the suspected sunken citadel of Ishkantar, but they have neither time nor energy to explore it. Such mysteries and treasures will have to wait for an adventurer or a funded expedition.
Finally, after an unrecorded length of time the Black Army reaches the West Divide. Their trek across the unforgiving desert was complete but their labour up and over the mountains had just begun.
