Deep in the mountains, tucked away in a hidden valley, a council of animals convened beneath an ancient oak. The tree, with its massive roots reaching into the earth, had witnessed the most peculiar gatherings. Members of this council were not the usual inhabitants of the forest; no, these were the wisest of creatures. Chosen … Continue reading The Council of Beasts
Biscuit arrived at the door first, sitting patiently on the stoop, tail tapping the ground. Lyryk caught up to him, catching her breath as she raised her hand to knock. Before she had the chance, the door swung open. An old woman with silver hair and kind eyes stood before them. “You look like you … Continue reading Lyryk’s Song, Part Two
Frigid wind howled through the twisted trees of the southern Dragonspine Mountains. Its icy claws ripped at anything daring to venture into its depths. An unbroken gray sky cast the world in muted light. Deep, powdery snow covered the path. Lyryk Starsong tramped through the drifts, leaving an unbroken path behind her. Wrapped in a … Continue reading Lyryk’s Song, Part One
Kithleigh Nightmane had always been small, even for a halfling, but she’d learned to use her small size to her advantage. Her quick hands and sharp wit had always been a source of pride—though she rarely showed it. In the village of Oxbow Landing, where every stone had a tale and every tale a shadow … Continue reading Running from the Past
Alyssia crouched in a bramble patch, her cloak blending with the shadows. The wind carried the scent of pine and damp earth, but a far more interesting scene compelled her attention. Silvery moonlight filtered through the canopy above, casting an eerie glow across the clearing. She shouldn’t be here. The Council of Elders had warned … Continue reading The Ritual
Qilynn led Tumorgi and Kharys through the streets, following the captain’s directions. Guards at the gate of the Baron’s manor house welcomed them to the compound. They invited the group to help themselves to the refreshment table while they waited for the baron. Tumorgi took a plate, trying to follow Qilynn’s lead on sampling the … Continue reading Qilynn: Meeting Baron Wildhurst
Zola knew her freedom from the arena was close. All she needed was that last bit of armor. Well, that and live through the melee. Now that she’d made a name among the gladiators, she faced tougher opponents. Sometimes more than one. They told her the rules were simple. You fight. If you win, you … Continue reading Dreamstalker: Finding Freedom
She spit out a mouthful of wet, grainy sand as she pushed herself to her hands and knees. Her sodden clothing threatened to drag her back down into the dirt. As she stared at the droplets splashing into the puddle beneath her head, she wondered just exactly where she was. A high-pitched voice asked if … Continue reading Lost In A Game
Jeni Scott sat in front of the computer screen surfing the ‘net for the latest in video games. Bored with the same old thing, she searched for something different. She preferred video games similar to the tabletop role-playing games she’d played in college. Some of her favorites she’d played so much that they just didn’t … Continue reading Jeni
Qilynn Starpath watched the sailors throw heavy ropes over the rail to men waiting on the dock. They caught the arm-thick lines as they landed on the pier, wrapping them around sturdy wooden logs that disappeared into the harbor. “Drop anchor!” the captain roared. Qilynn grabbed for the rail as the ship bumped hard against … Continue reading Qilynn: Welcome to Southport
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