You Can’t Fight That

It had been three days since they had returned.  Nepta, having been treated with Morgy’s spell of recovery, was eating almost as furiously as Sienna, both working to regain their strength. In Morgy’s words, Lucas had been most skillful in dealing with members of the city watch.  They had been surprised, and rightfully anxious, when…


Terrible is The Enemy

Maguleth stood in the Daghaivans’ study, none too pleased, and none too forgiving, as he looked through the red-tinted water of the scrying bowl, at the treacherous councilman Armstrun’s cringing face. “Do you think I’m going to let everything I’ve built for the last 50 of your miserable human years, be torn away by some…


Escape?

Caitlyn yelled from the perimeter of the firelight.  “They’re coming!” “Caitlyn has told me quite a lot,” Morgy said.  “Good job.” “Thanks,” Fawnlum heartily replied. Fawnlum stepped aside, as Lucas bent over Halrick with his wand of healing. Morgy looked out and away, focusing her own acute eyes from the top of her long neck….


Why Simply Kick the Hornets Nest, When You Can Jump Right In?

Fawnlum rushed over, as Gritcomb fought to muffle Bluntwerk, the red-bearded dwarf shouting his grief. Fawnlum lifted him off the floor, and clamped her hand over his mouth. “What is it?!” she hissed. “The Kettlecot Clan!” he sputtered, freeing himself. “Who?” Gritcomb answered, before Bluntwerk could yell again.  “A family of dwarf engineers, lost long…


Awakened in the Marks

Caitlyn and Firgristle were keeping watch on the wall, when tiny white motes of light winked into view from the north. “Wait!” the syiajryn shouted, recognizing the moonlight.  Then she was over the wall, running to meet the dark-skinned elves, and lead them through the safe paths. Having heard the shout, Nepta climbed up on…


This is How a Warrior Treats Her Captors

An awareness slowly wavered before her, amid the bobbing sensation inside her head.  Somewhere between a dream and a memory, Sienna’s mind was taken back to the time as a young girl, when she had been caught in a beaching wave, and had been spun head over heels. Her sense of orientation was as foggy…


Right Now, You Need an Enemy Spy on Your Side

The barely-there light of the sickly grey dawn was a perfect match for her mood, as she sat, holding Sienna’s saber. “I’ve been played for a fool.” “Well,” Honee dangerously lectured, “the master wizard, or whoever, doesn’t need to fight you, when he can outsmart you.” Caitlyn had found the spot where Sienna had fallen. …


It’s From the Direction You’re Not Looking That Danger Will Come

Repair, as well as new machinations, rapidly took place once they reached their little stronghold. After the second day, as Fawnlum was filling the bigger kiln with cut wood, she asked Nepta, “You sure you don’t want to rest?” “I don’t need it,” the young wizard said.  “My spells are set.  Just make sure everyone…


These Are My People Skills

The foreboding forest greeted them, as Fawnlum led them out of town two weeks later.  They walked along the southwest edge of Windsaeve, trying to avoid any fights at the moment. “Fawnlum, I know what you’re thinking,” Sienna quietly whispered.  “You should reconsider.” It had taken more time, but Baneck had produced what she needed. …


The Deadly Inspiration

The next morning, minus Morgenferrin, they were all sitting around the table again, having much the same discussion as when Torsar’s group had arrived. “We’ve killed a lot of them, but more keep coming,” Fawnlum explained. “So let’s kill more!” Caitlyn offered. “Aye!” Dreighton and Halrick quickly agreed. “It doesn’t matter,” Fawnlum fumed, tapping the…