IronBlood: A Tale of Power and Deceit

Introduction to the themes and tones of the series. With bits of dialogue from just a few players in the game.

A stranger walks through the gates of Ironstone Castle—a place of secrets, silence, and stone. He wears another man’s name, speaks with borrowed grace… and carries steel meant for a queen.But Ironstone is no ordinary castle.And Queen Virelya is no ordinary target.Step into a world where courtiers bow with poisoned smiles, and every shadow listens.🎧 This is Episode One of Ironblood — an immersive, cinematic audio drama where blades whisper louder than words, and nothing is as it seems.—✨ CREDITS🎙️ Written, voiced, and produced by Angelina Riordon🎧 Sound design and mixing in GarageBand🎼 Music & FX via Pixabay, Freesound, and original composition—⚔️ LIKE, SUBSCRIBE, & JOIN THE COVENANT:🔔 Hit the bell to be notified for Episode 2💬 Leave a comment below—who do you trust in Ironstone?

The blade between them has always been there. They just never noticed it glinted red—until now.In this chapter of Ironblood, Queen Virelya summons a figure draped in truth and terror—The Speaker. Zevir walks the palace like a shadow, but silence does not equal peace. Not in a court like this. Not with blood on the wind.Secrets stir in the stone. Alliances falter. And the game begins in earnest.

As Zevir and Finn linger in the warmth of the Copper Hen tavern, a letter arrives—sealed and scented with unseen threads of danger.Back at Ironstone, Queen Virelya meets with General Briggum to confront mounting unrest near the border. Raiders? Warlords? Or something older, cloaked in silence?Plans are drawn. Riders will be chosen.But when Briggum asks if she ever tires of being right…Her answer is colder than steel.

A mountain stirs, a crown shifts, and the weight of legacy cuts deeper than any blade.Episode Four of Ironblood opens in the war room, where Virelya, Briggum, and Belmont plot the movement of twelve riders into the Iron Borderlands. Something stirs in the mountains—something older than the bloodlines sworn to guard them. The Queen does not trust what moves in shadow, but even more so, she doesn’t trust what moves within her court.While steel is sharpened at the borders, a different tension blooms in the capital.When a madwoman screams prophecy in the town square—naming Zevir, the Queen’s watchful new shadow, as “the one with the sting”—a thread begins to unravel. Zevir’s mask slips. Virelya notices. And neither of them are prepared for what is seen behind the eyes.As both the Queen and her assassin reel in private—each confronting the cracks in their control—another ghost emerges from the past: Calyndra, the Queen Mother.Once beautiful. Still dangerous. And never done.

As Queen Virelya retreats into divine withdrawal, the court stirs with unease—and ambition. Calyndra, Queen Mother, ascends to regency draped in silk and sharpened with old hunger. But power borrowed is never power tamed.In the shadowed halls of Ironstone, Zevir walks the razor’s edge between duty and doubt. Old ghosts return with folded messages and blood-stained memories. Aurel watches. The guild waits. And Virelya, ever the strategist, places her mother at the center of the board—not to honor her, but to test her.Meanwhile, the council reels from the shift in rule. Whispers turn sharp. Smiles tighten. And in the gilded parlor, the Queen Regent makes her play—charming, circling, and sinking teeth where no one dares expect.But the court is not the only place where games are played.The mountains stir. Shadows lengthen. And as the kingdom grits its teeth around a new monarch, it forgets one thing:Some crowns bite back

In the beginning, the Divine Ones shaped the world—gifting light, shadow, fire, and life. Their children, the god-parents of our realm, walked among mortals in an age of plenty… until love grew between opposites, envy festered, and a single tear birthed the Tempestus. Banished gods, a thousand years of ice, and the courage of a small goddess led to the breaking of winter—and the promise of flowers once more.

Secrets unravel in the shadows of Ironstone Castle. As Zevir sharpens his resolve, Briggum and Belmont wrestle with the horrors of Stonecrag, and Virelya endures the harrowing fire of her bloodline. In the sanctum, the Speaker’s divine channel is shattered by a darker voice, naming a traitor in the Regent’s bed. When all paths converge upon the Queen’s chamber, blades, oaths, and gods collide—and nothing will be the same again.