“Dave left me a rough character sketch for his fighter, Beiron,” says Bert. “This should be good,” says Yvonne. “His character sketch was basic. It said: ‘Soldiers in their shiny armor fascinated young Beiron Shaelar when they marched through the city. He longed to carry a greatsword across his back as he swaggered through Brookhaven. … Continue reading Beiron Shaelar: Soldier For Hire
“I didn’t do anything!” squeaked Laora Nightwind as a hand grabbed the back of her tunic. She fumbled with the flute her twin had carved last year. “You are massacring music, that is what you are doing!” a stern voice spat back. Who was this stranger who dared insult her? She flailed in his grip … Continue reading Apprentice
Thursday rolls around again and the usual group gathers in the back booth of The Jaunty Mug. My avatar, Stevie, acknowledges them as they enter. He prepares their drinks as they settle in for an evening of storytelling. I can’t wait to see how their world unfolds. “I owe you an apology, Chuck,” says Bert … Continue reading Naathyn Greenleaf: Scion of Rithraunen
(C) 2020, JJ Shaun “Meegan finally told me a story,” says Sandra. “Oh good, I thought we were going to have to wait until next week.” “Not quite. It’s not a cheery scene, but it’s a start.” ### Meegan woke to a heated conversation outside the den where she and Mother slept. One voice she … Continue reading Meegan Redoak: Outcast
Bard, Lyryk heard the word in her head. We are watched. We? The last Lyryk knew, she’d been traveling alone. Relieved to have Biscuit back, she kept packing up her camp with only a slight hesitation. She hadn’t seen the hound, though she felt his presence. Where? Lyryk directed the thought at Biscuit. Bushes, sunward. … Continue reading Lyryk: Watched
(C) 2020, JJ Shaun “I’ll go,” says Mac. “I’ve been giving my main man, Roland, some thought. Like many adventurers, he has a tragic background.” He throws his hand dramatically to his forehead as he says this. “Do tell.” “Well, he started life looking for gems. He searched for gemstones for his family deep in … Continue reading Roland Firestone: The Last of His Clan
Some time back, I posted a story about a fantasy role-playing character I had been working on. I dropped that story because of the brouhaha surrounding the parent company of the Dungeons & Dragons®. If you’re interested in what’s going on with the hobby, I’ll leave it to you to investigate. The main characters and … Continue reading Katra Alterian
“Heyla, Bert,” says Stevie as Bert the coffee shop. “Hey, Stevie.” “Okay,” begins Bert when everyone arrives and drinks are served, “last week, I said I wanted backstories. Let me hear what you got.” “I’ll start,” says Yvonne. “I created a war priest named Aeryn Qillian. I toyed with the idea of making a fighter, … Continue reading Aeryn Qillian: Training Day
A few weeks ago, my go-to writing site presented a challenging contest: Write a story of 1,000 words or less, using a list of words, and translate those words into a foreign language. I took the dog for a walk and imagined a fictional conversation with my mother, who grew up in Europe. This was … Continue reading Stubborn German
“Heyla, Stevie,” says Bert as he enters The Jaunty Mug. “Hello, Bert.” says my avatar, Stevie, as he brews Bert’s double macchiato. Julie arrives next, followed by Sandra. “I couldn’t help myself,” says Julie, half apologetically. “My character won’t leave me alone, so I had to write another story about her past.” “You’re making me … Continue reading Skrie: Get Out
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