Prelude
The night was fresh, but still daytime's scorch lingered in the windless air, reluctant to leave the land of sand free of its arid reign. Against all odds, civilisation had bloomed in this ruthless environment, a small town standing proud among the...
Book of Warlock 16. War at your door.
With a great snort, the goblin captain of the royal everdwell guards hocked his snubby nose and spat a fat glob of spit and snot at the horrid rodent far below. "that's what i think of you and your silly stick! now go, before i piss on you!"
A Ticket to Tranquility
No doubt about it, this was the door. An anxious quadruple-checking of the crumpled leaflet in his talon gave Donny a guarantee of it, but he still felt reluctant to enter, walking in circles between the door and the staircase. Eventually, the gryphon...
Flattery and Faltering
The sun was high in the sky ; Darcy knew there still was plenty of time for her hunt. Concealed in a large tree's branches, she waited, watching the path along the river, sure someone would eventually go through there The carefree passers-by on the...