Tag: fantasy heroine

The Bargaining Table

She looked at him, still light-hearted.  “You’ve wanted to ask me that for these many months, haven’t you? “You do know that when I give my word, it’s good,” she answered, still pleasant in her tone, but serious in her eyes, being very tolerant, in dragon terms, of someone asking such a question. “I know…


The Local Dragon’s Past

She took a sip of her ale.  “I was involved in a certain conflict in the land of Calador, as some of the current generation knows.”  She spoke slowly, without a hint of her usual good humor. Maybe it was because she had powers of persuasion, or because it was a chance to learn something…


The Idiot Hero

After nightfall, Baneck and Torsar entered Morgenferrin Copprin’s tavern – – The Watchlight. Easily the biggest and swankiest place in Dumian, or the continent of Khostead, for that matter, it was right next to Lady Copprin’s inn and store. She had many other such businesses; but these she personally worked as her base of operations….


This is Not Goodbye

“A beautiful morning for traveling,” Fawnlum said. “It would be better spent with you, than seeing you go,” Baneck replied, as he stood with her on the east-bound road leading out of Dumian. Taking a deep breath of the pleasant spring air, she cast her eyes a couple miles to the southwest, where the festival…


Consequences

Fawnlum sat with Baneck at the Lichners’ table, along with Baneck’s mother Amilyn, his father Granholm, Uncle Torsar, Saraty, and her own mighty father, Brajon Raijum. Standing next to the windows were Sienna, Honee, and Nepta. “Ho-ho!  You should have seen it, nephew,” Torsar chuckled. “Fawnlum had to leave, of course,” he continued.  “But ol’…


It’s All Your Fault

There was numbness, and a detachment from the senses.  Air currents carried ash and soot around him.  Baneck tried to breath, but found the air dry and heavy.  A short distance away, he saw a large dragon, dark bronze in color, hostile and menacing.  He wanted to run, but something kept him from it. He…


It’s Fawnlum’s Turn

Fawnlum charged, as if she was going for the chest wound. Felldrake back-stepped, held Baneck out of the way, and breathed another blast of fire at her. The blistering onslaught completely engulfed her, and sent a wave of heat radiating all around for everyone in the crowd to feel. Fresh cries of grief and anger…


He Got in a Couple Good Licks

Baneck held his sword high, and shouted, “Diergon in Victory!” The cheering turned into a furious thunder around him. Then, suddenly, to Fawnlum’s shock, he slapped the flat of his sword against his shield, muttering a strange series of words, as if he was casting a spell! Felldrake narrowed his eyes, and reared forward.  He…


Flashback: Never Trust an Agreeable Man

Fawnlum did not hear her.  She was staring, but seeing nothing.  Looking helplessly on, with her strength and skill useless, her thoughts drifted.  Her mind went back, desperately and futilely thinking of the night before, when she could have prevented this. <*>                                                          <*>                                                      <*> She called in greeting to Baneck, as she walked up to…


The Noblest of Intentions

A collective gasp burst from the crowd, and Fawnlum looked with everyone else, to see a lone figure striding out into the open. Her breath caught in her throat as she recognized Baneck Lichner, her beloved, walking toward Felldrake, carrying a sword and shield. Baneck stoically kept his eyes on the dragon, his five foot…