It has been a great year at Keléstia Productions. As a special thank you to all our customers, we are pleased to be able to present an illustrated PDF version of our short story "Márden's Tale". This story, and the developing stories of Captain Márden's crew, provide an introduction to the forthcoming Maritime Series set of publications.

We look forward to providing you all with more material for HârnWorld, Venârivè, and other locations across Kèthîra in 2011.

Janôra, Tríerzòn, 7 Savôr TR706 (Day after the Kesémè)

Tára looked up at the roof of the temple’s massive main hall. It was studded with countless jewelled 'stars', interwoven with metallic patterns that were so complex that following them often led one to confusion. She had often considered these patterns, and wondered at the work that had gone into them, as well as their meaning. [Read more...]

This article regarding a possible port for the Hârnic Kingdom of Káldôr was written by N. Robin Crossby and Peter Leitch in 2003.

As it relates to matters post tr720, its is considered "Hârn Heresy"; that is, it is not considered 'official' canon, but rather is speculative material that a Gamemaster may choose to use or not as they see fit.

Janôra, Tríerzòn, 10 Laránè TR702

“Tára!”

“Tára…!”

An old woman hurried along a long wooden corridor, calling as she looked worriedly from side to side.

“Where are you girl?”

She halted at the foot of a long staircase that disappeared up into the gloom.

“Are you up there again, Tára? You know your father doesn’t like you going up there!”

She waited, but heard nothing. [Read more...]

The seagulls whirled overhead and their cries filled the morning as Kesél made his way across the Péngefîrkant, the market square of Chélemby city. It was early morning, and the stall holders were setting up for the day's trading. Clouds scudded overhead, and a cool breeze blew in from the harbour, bringing the smells and sounds of the docks.

He carried a small packet under his arm, which he had picked up at the Stílighus, or trades hall, just moments before. He knew his captain was eagerly awaiting its contents, so he didn't delay in the markets. Instead he quickly crossed the market square, and headed down the small Strand Alley to the docks. He wended his way along the Visk gâdè (Fish Street), avoiding the crates of fresh fish being unloaded for the day's trading. He nodded to the traders of House Wésen as he passed their concession house, and came to dock where the Fûren, his master's ship was tied up. [Read more...]