Uprising: Volume One of the Wolfcaller Chronicles
The Wolfcaller Chronicles vol. one _Hello there friend! Come in, come in! Have a seat, have a drink, have fun and relax! Would you like something to drink? A bite to eat perhaps? The stew is quite excellent tonight. Don't worry about paying, you're...
Chapter One
The clash of sword to shield was music to the old bull's ears. For the briefest of moments, he entertained the thought of smiling, but his mood was dashed by the hollow thunk of wood striking bone. "STOP!" he called with his booming voice, striding...
Chapter Eleven
The crescent of eclipsed moon hung high in the sky, tilted like a smile as it watched the lone figure travel across the desolate landscape. The soft thump of footsteps was the only sound in the still night, even the wild beasts having long ago retired...
Chapter 4
The sun was merciless, glaring down and making the very air seem to boil. The young tarin warrior, still fresh with youth, sighed as she scanned the landscape for any possible scrap of shade in the mostly barren landscape. The old draft horse she rode...
Chapter Ten
Two days of travel had left Nadirah's pack much lighter, but she felt no closer to her ultimate goal. The gentle swells of the grassy plain had quickly become homogeneous, giving to the illusion that she was simply walking in place. In a land with no...
Chapter Twelve
Nadirah looked up at the sky as she brought the flask to her lips, silently counting the stars. The gentle murmur of voices and occasional clatter of metal on wood created a soothing wall of grey noise that allowed the tired warrior to relax. After a...
Chapter Five (Now Complete)
Morning came all too soon, the sun's harsh rays replacing the moon's gentle gaze through the uncovered window. Reluctantly, Nadirah opened her eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to the new light. Without looking over to where the ghoul had rested...
Chapter Six
Nadirah bolted upright. Her dark russet fur glistened to a near black, slick and wet with a thick layer of bitter-scented sweat. Tears poured from eyes that could only see an image that was no longer there, dilated pupils making them appear as black as...
Chapter Two
Tired eyes looked up into a star strewn sky, but found no comfort in the twinkling of far away suns. After a while, the watcher turned her head to look at the village set a short distance away. Built in the grassy plains of Splithoof Valley, the...
Chapter Three
Night fell swiftly in the valley, lit only by the soft glow of the two moons that hovered in the sky. A few smoldering campfires protected watchers from the night's damp chill, casting their own rings of golden haze across the ground. Save for the...
Epilogue
The world held only pain for the tarin as she opened her eyes, her vision dark and grey. Her body clung tightly to a memory of agony, even though her mind claimed it was all a dream. It had to be. A voice that was not her own whispered back that it was...
Chapter One
The golden eagle's cry echoed across the barren land. Watchful golden eyes scanned the soil, seeking any signs of life, but observing only the evidence of past carnage and the discarded casualties of war. Bones, long scattered and picked clean, lay...