Tag: darkness

We Were Few, And Evil Rejoiced. Then We Attacked.

Fawnlum did not ask any questions, spurred by the desperation in Morgenferrin’s voice, but climbed up her offered wing, clamoring up to straddle the base of the dragon’s neck. Taking a firm grip of the frills running down the length of Morgy’s spine,  she reached down to help pull Nepta up behind her, as the…


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…


Victory is Earned, One Enemy Corpse At a Time


We Find Comrades in Strange Places

It was risky, given how dark the murky daylight had become, but Fawnlum kept her party outside the nests, and around a small fire for a little longer.  Even though the haunting dread did not gnaw at them inside the compartments, she still wanted them to stretch their legs. “So,” Sienna said, from the other…


The Darkness is Still Their Domain

In the northern part of Windsaeve, close to the border with the farmlands, the Coastals sat in one of their first nests. “Well, they followed us here, too,” Dreighton said, as they waited, letting the mob move past. “We’ll just choose our moment,” Fawnlum said. “I don’t think they’re going to get chased off by…


The Plot Thickens

Though the coming daylight was murky, it still let them see in normal light again. “What was that all about?” Sienna groused, as they quickly gathered up. “I have no idea,” Lucas answered. “Caitlyn, go into those woods and see how many were in there,” Fawnlum said.  “Sienna, go with her.  Then catch up.  We’ll…


Would Someone Come Fight Us, Please?

Fawnlum led the way across the Serod stream.  She had not dallied in town.  Despite everyone’s muted misgivings, she led her troupe back into the Windsaeve, bearing Lucas’ new wares.  The view was in black and white and shades of gray.  But it was working just as Lucas said it would:  the thin silver headbands…


Time to Get to Work

“What!” Sienna snapped.  She walked over, looking between the ground and shroom, and saw the truth in the boot prints.  “Explain this,” she demanded. “It’s something that can’t be explained,” Melbourne casually answered.  “There has to be some magic letting them through; although they’re not known for ever having such magic.” “Would not a prisoner…


Hail the New Heroes

As the city wall came into view, Gritcomb asked Lucas what his part with these barbarians might be.  Lucas again told his story. Particles of fine silt fell out of Gritcomb’s whiskers as he shook his head. “Ye’re luckier than ye deserve, lad.  Maybe ye were meant to come with the big girl on this…