She dreamed of thrones, of bickering voices and tall, frail men and women perched like harpies on towering seats built of tarnished, stained gold. Lyonette saw a court full of people whose faces were masks and whose smiles were as sweet as poison, mingling around the thrones. She walked among them and found herself standing […]
Archives: September 2018
5.23 G
September 22, 2018
Lady Bethal stared at the Goblins as the night tore itself to pieces. Screams and drumming horse beats broke the silence in the distance. War horns blew, shattering the calm, making her heart pound every time one blared. But she didn’t move. She held her position on her horse, soothing it. Her poor mare was […]
5.22 G
September 18, 2018
He sat in the dark house, waiting. His breathing was slow, deliberate. His heart beat a touch faster than necessary, but that was all. Everything he had put in motion was coming together and his role was almost exclusively that of a watcher. He had only one task to play. Still, he was angry. Laken […]
5.21 E
September 15, 2018
Day 98 “Trebuchet is ready!” “All clear?” “…All clear!” “Right! Three, two, one—” Rael saw the wooden beam rise into the air and stop. Behind it, a long sling of rope curved up behind it, and the young man saw a large stone fly out of the sling. It was such a smooth, casual […]
5.20 G
September 11, 2018
What did they think when they looked at her? Did they see just another Human, another enemy? Did they judge her by her comments, the way she refused to so much as look at her captors or touch anything they handed her? Did they hear the revulsion in her tone and care? Did they even […]
5.19 G
September 8, 2018
He is coming. He is nearly here. He is coming. He calls. He is a Lord and he calls your name. Garen— The Goblin awoke. He lay and stared up at the dark stone ceiling overhead for a second, and then rolled out of his bed. The rough, woven mattress barely bothered his thick skin. […]
5.18 S
September 4, 2018
“What’s it like, being a [General], Uncle Zel?” “A general? Hm. That’s a difficult question. Why, are you planning on becoming a [General] instead of a Named Adventurer, Selys?” “No…I don’t want to join the army. Grandma hates them. I do too. Every time they come home they cause trouble. They tried to kill some […]
5.17 S
September 1, 2018
“Me?” Selys stood in a dark room. A flame in an oil lamp gave it light, but it was too dark. A black casket lay on the long hardwood table in the center of the room. It seemed to absorb what little light there was. Outside the rain fell, turning everything dark and obscuring the […]
5.16 S
“Uncle?” The Drake was dozing, or just daydreaming absentmindedly. He looked up, startled, and then smiled. “Selys! I was wondering when I’d see my favorite niece.” “Your favorite one? What about all the others ones you have?” Selys Shivertail smiled a bit as she walked over to the table, passing by a white Gnoll cub […]