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Day 69   Fire. Fire for Manus. Fire from the skies. Fire, lightning, acid, fog, ice—the elements of the Dragons. And their children, flying through the skies, bringing death to Human lands. It had come to Riverfarm. Laken could see it. The Drake was lighting up the entire countryside. This wasn’t undirected arson. There was […]

Belavierr could sense the threads drawing together. Could you feel it? She did. She had never met the man with the strange smile who laughed at the death of Ser Raim and the [Hunters]. She did not know him any more than she understood his motives. But she could still feel it. Reason and purpose, […]

(Volume 2 of The Wandering Inn is available on Amazon! If you can, please leave a review or tell people it’s out! Buying is not necessarily necessary. Thanks so much for the support!)   Day 65   A woman sat in a web made by a spider. She was sewing, stitching together a soul out […]

(Volume 2 of The Wandering Inn is available on Amazon! If you can, please leave a review or tell people it’s out! Buying is not necessarily necessary. Thanks so much for the support!)   Day 60 – Ryoka   “She knows it’s not alive.” Wiskeria spoke softly. Her eyes were shadowed by her pointed hat. […]

(Volume 1 on Audible is out! Please consider using an Audible credit to buy it and leave a review! That would really help!)   It was a nightmare that woke him. An urgent dream. But it wasn’t one with pictures. He didn’t ever dream of something he had never had. And yet, the dream had […]

Embarrassingly, after two shots, Rufelt lost his balance and nearly toppled over behind the bar. He couldn’t remember the last time that had happened, but the black, faintly savory alcohol was so potent that even his intense tolerance to alcohol couldn’t keep up. And while he could have turned his [Immunity: Alcohol] Skill on, what […]

(The Wandering Inn’s audiobook is available for preorder here! It comes out September 10th!)   Tell of it to those who would marvel at tragedy, their fates. Those who would understand mercy and rage and the redemption of sin. Of honor, of family, and all things which are worthy—tell their story. Not of the [Innkeeper], […]

Day 57 – Ryoka   After seeing Mavika at work, Ryoka found herself coming back to Riverfarm. And she knew three things. Firstly, [Witches] were as cool and scary as they came, especially Mavika. Also, her stomach was still hurting. In fact, it was getting worse since this morning. And finally…she didn’t like Durene. It […]

Day 56 – Ryoka   “…A fair morning to you all.” Belavierr’s words echoed across the street. Such innocuous words, delivered politely by a blank face. Luminescent orange eyes with ringed pupils. And the [Witch] herself, tall, dressed like she had walked out of a story. Not just her either. Seven [Witches]. No—eight. Alevica, Califor, […]

There was a feeling Yvlon had now and then. One of comprehension. It wasn’t something she could put into words. But if she had to try, it was of her body, the instinctual part of the back of her mind that took over in fights, trying to communicate with the rest of her brain. It […]

The sun was rising on another peaceful day in Liscor. The birds were singing, the flowers growing. Although, it had to be said, the native population of Ashfire Bees that normally pollinated the entire Floodplains area was trapped in a cavern, and thus the reproduction rate of Liscor’s ambient flora might well halve itself in […]

Day 56 – Beniar   This was how they came. A woman and a girl rode down towards the village in the distance. The woman was tall, thin, and her hat and dress were black. Properly so. Not midnight black or as black as sin, just black. She rode a horse. It wasn’t a racer […]

(Hey, I’ve got news! Volume 2 of The Wandering Inn might come out as an e-book soon! The Audiobook is scheduled for September 10th! Madness! Find out more details here!)   Day 55 – Durene   Help was on the way. That was the thought that Durene held in her head when she woke in […]

Day 54 – Ryoka   When the Wind Runner of Reizmelt woke up, she knew it would be another rainy day. Honestly, she was sick of them, but they were symptomatic of Izril in the spring. Wet. And it was still better than Liscor, whose spring rain season was the thing of nightmares. Even so, […]

(Hey, I’ve got news! Volume 2 of The Wandering Inn might come out as an e-book soon! The Audiobook is scheduled for September 10th! Madness! Find out more details here!)   Later, at lunch time, The Wandering Inn was faced with an unusual sight. And that was by the standards of the inn, which meant […]

It was night when the traveller arrived in Celum. Mainly because he had been moving all night. He wasn’t tired, although he had beaten the sun’s rays to the gates of Celum. He’d gotten his sleep on the wagon, riding here, in pleasant company with a very amiable [Wagon Driver] with two fine horses. And […]

Day 51 – Durene   Fifty-one days. At first, Durene couldn’t believe it. But when she stepped into Riverfarm and looked around, she had to accept it. The village she knew was gone. Riverfarm had always been a village of a hundred people, sometimes more, sometimes less. A family moving out of the village was […]

Day ?   Dawn struck the city of Manus, illuminating the tops of the buildings first and working its way down the Walled City. It took a while for the sun to reach the center, the secret center of the city where they gathered. And that was fitting; even light could not so easily find […]

The Walled City of Salazsar was silent at dawn. Silent, and cold. Frost touched the roofs and stone walkways near the top of the city. Even in the spring, it was so; the braziers that were always tended to with great attention were mundane, not magic, for that very reason. They kept the frost from […]

Erin Solstice woke up. She stared up at the wooden ceiling overhead and had a flash of panic. Things felt different. She twisted—and saw a pillow next to her. And then a drop. She was lying in a bed. Her bed. And then Erin remembered. She was in her room, the first room by the […]

Springtime in Liscor was disgusting. True, the initial rains had passed. And the muddy Floodplains were drying. A few valleys were still mudpits where the most stubborn amphibians and fish still clung to life, but the rest of the hills and valleys were now soil. And greenery. The flowers were blooming. Little shoots of grass […]

(The Wandering Inn is on break until July 13th! 15th for public readers. The author must rest. See you then!)   Wing Commander Embria Grasstongue of Liscor got up like she normally did. For a minute, a good, nice, long minute, she lay in bed as the dawn’s rays began tickling the scales on her […]

Klbkch sat in a small office inside the Hive of the Free Antinium of Liscor. He had a desk, a proper wooden one, and a chair. Aside from that, his office didn’t resemble any other building by the name in this world or Erin’s. At least, Klbkch assumed this was the case. If there were […]

The grass was lush and green. The perfect height, which was to say, short. Not like the tall, whippy, adult grass that was what real grass actually looked like. This grass was fresh. It had the kind of green quality and density that you only saw on lawns religiously tended to by their owners. It […]

Magnolia Reinhart. To many, she was as much of a legend as any Named Adventurer that Izril could boast of. She was a name that defined the continent, for better or worse. Pallass. First Landing. Tyrion Veltras. Saliss of Lights. Deniusth the Violinist. The Bloodfeast Raiders. The Terland family. Zel Shivertail—or who would now step […]