An Oil Painting

#1 of sketch short-stories the first in a new series of weekly short stories i am going to be writing based off a sketch this has a fun sketch in by spiderdasquirrel and features my friend kaed, bungle, forest strolling away from the encampment he'd made

, , , , , , , ,

Ch. 11 -- Exodus

Been here since the founding of the encampment." the transports engine rumbled to life, and they began to pull away. "this is it then", said shannon, "take a long route to the ship yards, just to make sure we aren't followed."

, , , ,

No Way in Hell

At the moment it was trying to replicate the tall grass he was hiding in, surveying enemies encampment. he raised his srs93c-x4am sniper rifle, and peered through the scope, scanning the tower for enemy snipers.

, , , , , , ,

What You Deserve

The slave hall was owned by walter randor, and was part of a larger encampment. each 'hall' was little more than a barracks; each slave assigned a sleeping mat, where they also ate.

, , , , , , , , , , ,

Chapter 2: A Fragile Alliance

You keep going that way and you'll hit the encampment in the city." "i know." "there are ten vraxis like him in the city. you think you can take them all on?"

, , , , ,

Chapter 3: The End

Kieshou finally reached the encampment. she spotted the intruder and her grasp on the canteen loosened, letting it fall to the dirt below. "anfang! get out of there! he'll kill you!" the raccoon shouted desperately.

, , , ,

CotJ II: The Last Stand Act II Part V

[uncharted world; 3,568 a.d, november 26th, 4:10pm] azerigan and balsora watched from inside the edge of the jungle wall at the infinite encampment at the bottom of the hill.

, , , , , , ,

Children Chpt 10: Bloodied Soil

Several were to remain behind and keep watch on the encampment, whilst the others were to accompany himself, cibbie, brenton and flare in a march unto the royal citadel.

, , , , , ,

Prologue of City in the Snow

Thankfully, the cloud cover wasn't so bad as to block out the bright light of the pale moon from their encampment to their truck some hundred meters away. still, there was a matter of the trudge through the brush to the old pickup truck.

, , , , , ,

Indentured Platitudes

Towards the center of the encampment. which sat between a ramshackle watch tower and a jagged line of oak trees. “i told him where you could be found, but…” “but he wants me to go to him.” the medusa let out a rueful breath. [i]‘two more years’[/i].

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The King's Company: Chapter Two: Tracks!

If they were close to the bandit encampment as they suspected, wouldn't there be sentries posted? and... didn't they have a beacon that could lead them right to them, with the fire? it would be a rude wakeup for the company.

, , , , , ,

Tales of the Wave Rider, Vol 1: Splintered Light, Epilogue

The wave rider had to be repaired and the thought of staying encamped for the entire duration would be in complete opposition to alistair jacksoni's modus operandi, so that meant the human would need to know the best way to make the most of the situation

, , , ,