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[Pale Lights, a new story by the author of A Practical Guide to Evil, is out on Royalroad! Consider giving it a read!]   (I am on break next update to write Gravesong: Book 2! This is an ongoing project. More details in the Author’s Notes at the bottom. Back on the 8th.)   <I […]

(The author is on break before they explode of tiredness. Back on the 28th!)     The following events took place during the month of winter quiet, including dancing lessons, a cold war between two girls, a Gnoll learning how not to fall, and more.   Some days, life kicked you in the face. And […]

The following story took place during the winter break of dinner dates, dancing, and a suspiciously quiet inn.     “Rufelt, what do you dream about?” The co-owner of Tails and Scales paused in cleaning a mug at his bar. The glossy countertop and recently reupholstered chairs were polished by a thousand occupants, the wood […]

“Have you heard of The Wandering Inn?” It was a question that had grown louder over the past year. At first, it was a whisper amongst the guards on Liscor’s walls. Then it stole into the city, amongst the Antinium. It went to Celum—and spread further. Growing faster and louder, jumping to Invrisil, Pallass. And […]

(Volume 1 has been completely rewritten and is up now. The old version can be found here. Please see the Author’s Note to find what’s been changed.)   This tale was about Mrsha. It belonged to her because she had been getting into less trouble of late. Valeterisa trying to pluck all her hair off […]

(The writing notes for 9.38 TV can be found here. Warning—spoilers for the entire chapter.)   On the third day, Valeterisa asked Montressa if she was ready for the trial teleporting. She had just used her new Skill. [Arcane Discovery]! It was like…a moment of inspiration. A moment of insight that you had when puzzling […]

During this week, ten events occurred in the world. Most were mundane or not immediately consequential in the grand scheme of things. They were just—details. First steps that only made sense after the spinning ball of destiny was crashing downhill towards the pins of fate. These ten occurrences were: a convening of ships at sea. […]

[I am on my monthly break! Thanks for giving me all this time to rest and work behind the scenes. I will be back on the 25th for Patreons!]     “The greatest [Martial Artist] in the world is a [Spearmaster].” “Mm. It may be true.” Orjin sat cross-legged on a pillow in the most […]

[I am taking two updates off to finish my rewrite of Volume 1. The next chapter will be out on the 14th. Wish me luck and enjoy this chapter.]   In the darkness crept a pair of wicked little girls. The scariest creature in horror to some. Their sinister…heads…and whispering voices terrified people in the […]

“[Castling the Pieces].” With a single sentence, they could put a thrill in your blood. Fear—if you were their enemies. A Skill was meant to be used, and Perorn knew that it was not always wise to show your hand. But Niers’ great Skill had already been publicly unveiled, so there was no point keeping […]

When Erin Solstice called Niers Astoragon the next morning, she looked tired. So tired that the Fraerling’s first comment was, against his desires— “Should you be resting, Erin?” She gave him a suspicious look. There weren’t bags under her eyes, but there were subtle clues, like how she seemed ready to topple forwards out of […]

Then she was there. Erin Solstice, before your eyes. She appeared wherever you were—in the rooms of your Wistram accommodations, walking out of a wall like the ghost of Emerrhain—but a better one. In the tent of the King of Destruction’s war camp, sending an entire army into chaos for fear of assassination or enemy […]

There was a plan. There was always a plan. There had to be—or else you were winging it and balancing the fate of your nation—nations—upon chance and ‘intuition’, the thought that you were in command of all the facts, all the knowledge, and were the superior intelligence. Objectively, that was a stupid thing to believe […]

[The author is on break until January 17th! Have good end to your year!]   —The Brass Dragon awoke with sweat on his scales. His head rose, and he looked around. “…Is someone there?” He gazed towards the entrance of his cave, and the young woman… …Wasn’t there. Sleepily, Teriarch’s head rose higher, and he […]

[The Wandering Inn store is having a Solstice sale! Check it out here!]   (Trial of the Alchemist, a mystery-fantasy by Trevor Melanson, is coming out free on Royalroad! Check it out here: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/61221/trial-of-the-alchemist-mind-bending-mystery-fantasy)   On the day of the tournament, the <Heroic Quest> in honor of Zeladona, the [Blademistress of Ancients], everyone agreed on […]

[This chapter is 45,000+ words long. Consider breaking it up into chunks. Unless you’re snowed in some airport or something. It may need to last you a month once I go on my year’s end break.]   In the morning, Hethon Veltras was blowing on his fingers as he emerged from a frost-coated tent and […]

This is a story about [Drivers]. At least, in part. They took many forms. Sometimes, they were just [Wagon Drivers]; other times, they were more magical and didn’t actually need horses. They just teleported cargo like the bored [Dockmaster] who did all the actual loading and unloading in Fissival’s Teleportarium. Sometimes—they were the kind of […]

It was one thing to be old. Another, to be the last of something. The Last Dragonlord of Flame was still sleeping day after day when a visitor came to his cave. They passed through the High Passes warily, but with some wisdom, having seen it before. The trick was to not attract attention. Once […]

It had been a long time since Nuvityn, King of Men, Elfwed, Leader of the United Peoples of Erribathe, Descendant of the Hundred Families, heir to the Shrouded Crown and the relics of his ancestors, walked the halls of his palace as an observer and not an occupant. He had other names, other titles accorded […]

(Gravesong is out now on Yonder! Read the first part of the book here!)     The names of the dead began to ring across Izril. Such old names, they provoked echoes. In the new colony of the half-Elves, Zedalien, formerly in service to Maviola El, raised his head. The white-haired half-Elf was watching the […]

[The Merch Store is having a Black Friday sale! Buy stuff here!] [The Blood of Liscor, Book 8 is out on Audible and as an e-book! Find it here!]   Thereafter, for a short while, as with every single time, they took a break. It was not that the days got less busy. If anything, […]

[Join a free gift raffle for Blood of Liscor, the next book on Audible! Open until the 22nd of November for USA residents only.]   (The author is on break until November 26th! I’ll be going to things. Like a wedding. Wish me luck and rest!)   Monsters. They never left. They were never gone, […]

Adventurers in Albez, digging. Adventurers in Liscor, tossing skeletons into the chasm. Adventurers everywhere. However, it wasn’t all about them. While they were up and spending every waking moment in search of treasure, the party that Lyonette had started was still going on in multiple cities. More than three days had passed—this was the seventh, […]

“When did it happen?” “What happen?” He leaned on the pommel of his horse’s saddle. A rich saddle, high-backed and made for long-distance riding. Padded subtly, and enchanted so you had even less chance of slipping during a ride. All the things he didn’t want to show the youngsters. All the things he had never […]