Mortimer Page—the most accomplished pamphleteer (journalist) of the Morning Gazette—sat across from the newest tool in his arsenal, the new typing machine, feeling at a loss for both letters and words, in a unique feeling of frustration that invaded his chest.
The middle-aged man was a veteran in many things in life—a rifleman in His Majesty's army, a cannoneer, a medic, and then, after a close brush with death, a journalist, a novelist, and a self-proclaimed historian.
Mortimer's life goal was to focus on the life of the regular man, the commoners, and the things unrelated to the arcane. He believed with every fibre of his being that, just as the Age of Saints came to an end, how the monsters disappeared from the modern world, and how the myths of the past were ground and shredded by the gears of the modern machine, he believed that magic has no future and knights will soon be outdated, outsmarted, and overpowered by something new.
