Beasties-of-Myth

    A Shattered Realms story Mathias reclined back into his wooden armchair, sighing as cold relief washed over his weary knees. A dreadfully untidy writing desk lay before him, defaced by mounds of scattered parchment. Mathias viewed his work space with a tense scowl. He had toiled for hours over the burden of sorting, archiving, and scribing, all to merely dent the inexhaustible workload assigned to him. Running his fingers through his thick, coal-black hair, Mathias achingly gazed out of his office's open window. His leaden eyes stared out into a stretch of clear-blue skies. His ears perked to the gentle lapping of waves foaming on the be