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May 11, 2019

(The Wandering Inn, Volume 1 is coming out as an audiobook! The narrator is doing live reading on her Discord, invite here! You can listen to her streaming most week days at 2 PM EST if you’d like to hear the audiobook being produced! Please be respectful on her server, and look forwards to the […]

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May 7, 2019

(The Wandering Inn, Volume 1 is coming out as an audiobook! The narrator is doing live reading on her Discord, invite here! You can listen to her streaming most week days at 2 PM EST if you’d like to hear the audiobook being produced! Please be respectful on her server, and look forwards to the […]

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May 4, 2019

You were used to hearing their names. Like distant thunder. Like legends of old, like Dragons and heroes of a bygone era. [Kings] and [Queens], monarchs and famous adventurers, they were all the same. Names you heard, but never expected to meet. Giants you painted in your imagination, half-real figures who shook the world, but […]

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April 30, 2019

“The Quarass is dead. May she live again.” That was all they said. In the streets, in their homes, staring at armored [Soldiers] with hatred or dying with blades in hand. That was what was spoken. The people of Germina whispered the words. Then they shouted them. They gathered in the streets. The Quarass was […]

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April 27, 2019

Sweat rolled down the side of his face. It matted his fur, turned it darker. It dripped onto the stone floor. But of course, she couldn’t smell it. She could hear him, but he made no sound as his face lowered towards the ground. Slowly. His arm compressed, and his body—seemingly far too large to […]

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April 23, 2019

There was darkness. There was stone. And there was a pickaxe. Lit by a plum glow, the dusty steel head rose. The pair of hands gripping it lifted it up and back. For a moment, it was at the apex overhead. Then it swung forwards, an arc gathering speed and weight. Momentum. The tip of […]

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April 20, 2019

“Okay. I’m going to Pallass.” Erin said it for the sixth time that morning. Lyonette looked at her. The young woman was feeding Mrsha eggs as the Gnoll grabbed for the fork, trying to feed herself thank-you-very-much. It was morning in Erin’s inn, and Erin Solstice had decided. She was going to Pallass. Today was […]

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April 16, 2019

Here came a story about a bee. She woke with the dawn. Bees do that. Even Ashfire Bees. Especially in the spring. After all, they lived and died by the changing green, the bounty of nature. In the mornings, bees would be flitting from flower to flower, gathering nectar and pollen, the lifeblood of a […]

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April 13, 2019

Aiko Nonomura sat at a table and felt a bug run up her leg. She brushed it off absentmindedly, not even bothering to check what it was. A few months ago, Aiko would have screamed, cried, and washed her leg—especially since Baleros’ bugs were the kind of things that lodged in the mind. Literally, if […]

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April 9, 2019

They called her the Last Light. The Last Light of Baleros. To most, she was a [Soldier]’s story. And not even a grand one at that. Her legend was small. But somehow, it spread. She was no warrior. She hadn’t built up decades of triumphs like the larger-than-life figures who dominated Baleros. The Titan. The […]

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April 6, 2019

Back home, Daly would have been enjoying his summer break. He’d be flying back, looking forwards to being home. Of course, he’d be looking for a job, but he’d be glad to be home. He’d even like to see his sister. Addy’d been fighting with his parents often, and she was a pain to be […]

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April 2, 2019

Night was falling on Baleros. The jungles, always filled with life and motion, died down somewhat as a calmer, cooler atmosphere swept through the continent. Baleros, the continent of war and riches, grew quieter. But no less alive. And in the break in the jungles, in an open haven of space where the green gave […]

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March 30, 2019

The inn was too small. That was all Erin could think. She felt—tired. Not necessarily calm. Not that much better either, really. She was just out of tears. Too drained to keep crying. But maybe a bit better. Seeing Numbtongue in Liscor had hurt with a sharp pain that had been worse than all the […]

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March 26, 2019

It was a cold evening when Octavia Cotton carefully lit a match. It was spring, but sometimes the cold days still remained. This was one of them. The match sparked, and the head flared into life. For most people in Celum, the city that Octavia had made her home for four years, the fire would […]

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March 23, 2019

Ryoka had no experience with kidnapping. Which was a fair statement to make. It was weird to think of anyone as being experienced with being kidnapped. She vaguely felt like there was a class she could have taken, though, or a few tips she could have memorized from some online self-help article. After all, it […]

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March 19, 2019

Ryoka Griffin lay dreaming. It was a confused dream, a good one. And a sad one. She dreamed of familiar faces, of the dead, who in her dream were living and laughing. An inn on the hill waited for her, and she found herself running towards the door and drawing ever further away. With every […]

Interlude – Thereafter

March 2, 2019

(The Wandering Inn is on break until March 18th for Patreon readers and March 23rd for public readers.)   She had watched him die. Poisonbite scrambled up the mountain. Her hands were scratched and bloody. She was hurt. Her wounds burned. But she was alive. It was no blessing. Poisonbite’s eyes ran. She could still […]

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February 26, 2019

The world was watching. Below Liscor, an army of Humans was gathered. A force ready to sweep south, to break the walls of the Drake city. And in front of them were Goblins. A people described as monsters. They had come here, not of their own volition. They had been herded. Driven like cattle. Manipulated. […]

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February 19, 2019

(Due to the next chapter being delayed, 5.62 will come out on Saturday, March 2nd.)   He rode on through the night. The wind cooled the blood spattering his body. It soothed the burning wounds he’d taken and the sweat. The land passed by him, grass turning to dirt, to inhospitable stone. Garen rode towards […]

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February 16, 2019

They ran. Through the night, following their leader. Past rocks and around forests. Splashing across a shallow ford in a lake. Pausing only to drink and rub the sides of their horses. Drink stamina potions, offer the rest to their mounts. Run alongside them. Fly. It was as if they were one creature at times, […]

Interlude – Pebblesnatch and Garry

“You promise?” “I promise.” “You double promise?” “I…will promise twice if that matters. Which it does not.” “Erin told me double promises are better than single promises. Like crossing one’s heart or making a promise with a pinkie.” “I see. We do not have…pinkies. Our hands are not pink. Nor do our hearts cross, generally. […]

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February 12, 2019

She had to get ready. Erin Solstice woke up on the eleventh day with that thought echoing in her mind. She didn’t know how she knew, or why, but she knew she had to get ready. They were coming. Whoever they were. So Erin opened her eyes, half-sat up— And decided she could use a […]

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February 9, 2019

They came for him. Three of them. Old friends. They charged forwards, howling, ghosts from his past, aiming at him through thousands of Goblins. For a second, Garen was frozen, staring into each face. Then he reacted. He drew his sword, and time slowed. In battle, time always felt elongated to Garen. It wasn’t that […]

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February 5, 2019

So. This was how it went down. None of them had really expected it. Not like this. Then again, they hadn’t expected to expect. Foresight wasn’t a huge ability of theirs by and large, at least for the grand things. Small things—the way a nick in a sword caught in a sheath and held just […]

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February 2, 2019

Garen Redfang saw the axe spin through the air. He saw the silver flash, the way Reiss recoiled. And the way the Goblin Lord stared dumbfounded down at his severed stump of a hand. He didn’t see the second one coming. “Look up.” The leader of the Redfang Tribe growled. But he was sitting on […]