Introduction
This is the third book set in the Demon War world. Finally
I am incoporating other parts of my original ideas into this story line. With the success of my publication of
Bow & Blade, I have decided to delve further into what makes this world "tick".
Years ago, I started a gaming world with a character known as
Lienad Shockvawl. This world started with my high school book War of Chaos (which I am trying to get around to re-writing.)
Though I didn't know it at the time, Lienad would be the foundation... and precurser to the whole of Clan Blackwalker.
Fast forward about one to two years when I made my first failed
stint at a college education. Bravhart Blackwalker was born in an online roleplaying channel on mIRC called #Blackdragon_Inn.
From him, the first real Blackwalker was born. Slowly but surely using role playing roots, I formed the core ideals
of my gaming world. Several short stories came from that which are posted some where on an old website I had created.
How does that have anything to do with B&B and the Demon
War series you might ask? (Actually, most of you are probably not even wanting to ask that, you just want me to get
to the point.)
Quite simple really. Bow & Blade is the evolution and
culmination of all of my past story and game ideas. With this, I now have background I can use to hopefully provide
you, my readers, with a rich and developed history.
So, for the first time... I introduce you to the world of Geron,
the setting of the Demon War series.
Visions of the Demon shall dive into various short stories of
other parts of this world, and finally give some history, and backstory on other elements of this world. This shall
really be the first of several planned compilations, each giving insights to other parts.
Sit back, welcome to my insanity and passion, and I hope you
enjoy the ride.
Prologue
The portals to Hell open, and all that is evil escapes into the
night. Nightmares stalk the streets, and chaos roams the alleys. The screams of the innocent echo forth into the
pitch black sky yet are unheard, or unheeded.
The smoke from the torches of a million creatures flows over
the land, choking the very life from all that it may. Cower while you can, oh hopeless fool, for the reckoning of evil
is upon us.
Night has fallen, and all that oppose the darkness and the Void
shall soon be the prey of the strong.
Taken from the necromaner N'rdook the Black's Tome of Woe.
