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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…


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. …


Please, Not Like This

The long table at Klingger’s held a morose, grim bunch. Fawnlum and company sat, fresh off another battle, but silent and brooding. “I’ve been watching you lick your wounds the last few days,” Klingger said, as he passed by.  “They used goblins for their fodder.  Didn’t you simply kill more?” “They still have their army,”…


They’ll Find Us More Than Ready

Sye-nitch looked away, as he threw the bag and its contents into the magma flow creeping past the forging area. He glared at the goblin workers.   Since their eyes could stand the red glow of the fire and lava, they were pressed into service here, making more weapons for the Oolar’s armies.  No one dared…


The Power of an Idea

For a ten-day since finding the boundary marker, they had traveled deeper. As they sat, passively bearing the dread of the living shadow around them, they heard the occasional rustle of leaves, letting them know they were still in the world of the living. They had something to cook, but no ambition to do so….


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…


Best of Friends

“Morning, Nepta,” she called, as she started to stand. “Good morning, Fawn-“ The junior wizard did not get the word out of her mouth, as Fawnlum suddenly felt the flat of small dagger resting under her chin. “Good morning, Lady Raijum,” a soft voice smugly greeted in her ear. “Good morning, Honee,” Fawnlum sighed, as…


Enter the Heroine

Fawnlum Raijum, unaware of the despoiling of one fair land several years before, smiled as the breaking dawn of spring illuminated the world around her. Far to the west of the continent of Calador, across the body of ocean known as the Brierren Channel, sat her home in the southeastern region of the rugged island…