So, this is the end of a very long process. This story took me approximately one long year to write, and is actually the only piece that I have finished. I am a dabbler by nature and easily distracted, so this is a fairly pivotal achievement.
I give much credit to the source material. The Band of Red Hand lends itself to very good draw. This storyboard I created for this piece would have stretched this to almost five times the length. But for pacing purposes, I left many scenes on the cutting room floor. Poor Reimos took the brunt, such as losing most of his history with Zira.
I stayed to the canon as much as possible, but I did take some artistic liberties required of any literary endeaver--such as the battle of Bekkar. But after all, in the hundreds of years since the Trolloc Wars, stories and memories change and get distorted.
So, this is my final version. I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing (and finishing) it.
Carai an caldazar! Carai an ellisande! Al ellisande!