Tag: strong woman

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…


Good Profit, Bad News

When Morgenferrin had asked Shrehvone for pieces of the Segune Tree – the sacred and ancient timber, blessed with the realm-touch of the elves’ gods – rooted in the center of the elf-home, he had come very close to ordering her execution, she was sure. Not that he had not been tempted centuries before, she…


Evil is Building, the Storm is Coming

As Caitlyn and Dreighton sat at their small fire, playing their part as decoys, an unexpected guest silently padded up.  They watched as she came closer, approaching as if tamed. “Well-met, spirit-wolf,” Dreighton said.  “What are you about?” The creature drew closer, looking around and quietly growling deep in her throat, growing more agitated. Then…


The World Will Know Your Work

Baneck carried a sheathed sword, before the sunrise, as Morgenferrin led him once again through a hidden door of her warehouse, and gaped in amazement, as they passed into a great, expansive chamber of wood and stone. “Why so surprised?  I told you, this is a special place.” “Yes, but to see it so much…


Magic Can’t Fill the Yearning Heart

“That’s very impressive,” Saraty Raijum told Nepta, as the young wizard explained her Mark to Fawnlum’s mighty mother in the Raijum hearth-room, then covered her shoulders back up. “Since I’ve started working with Diamance,” she told her, naming the belt of engraved, chain-linked, frost-steel plates Baneck had given her, now secured around her middle, “I…


Victory Makes You Famous

Fawnlum and Lucas walked back to Klingger’s, having dropped off their newest goodly sum of gold in the well-guarded counting-house. Along with the clerk who took their money, a couple of merchants watched the exchange. Lucas had simply told them, “Yes, she’s killed that many.” As they approached the Spur Saddle, they spotted the small…


Toiling away

Baneck had once told Fawnlum, that a smith had to be as good at making something, as the mightiest warrior was at fighting.  She saw the connection, and did believe in the roles that other trades – crafting, farming, and building – played to fulfill the good of a people.  However, she thought the ability…


People Make the Victory

Crassifax Bellhold, Hammermound dwarf smith working in East Osterly, smiled up at Fawnlum through his densely whiskered face, as she beheld the product of his labors.  After Sienna and Dreighton had delivered Banacheck’s note, he had asked few questions, but went right to work.  In the time it took the other humans and dwarves to…


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….


Know Thy Enemy

Night had come over the Starlight Tower.  Wearing his human disguise in his quiet study, Egress sat, memorizing a spell, when the chime of a bell sounded, from a cloth-covered water bowl sitting among various sealed jars on a corner table. Loray paused as she was carrying a box between rooms, and looked to see…