It had only taken Orathone a mere few days to reunite with the rest of the refugees from the East. Sleepless nights had kept him on the move all but when Sha-Sha had to bed down, and even then, she was kept clawing the earth thanks to the buck. There were berries, native to the […]
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(USFB): Three: The Knight Shade
His body hung in the air, motionless to appear near dead. Eternal night bathed the sinewy form however was reflected like a starlight outline against every wall. A moment’s disturbance now would break the trance, shatter the fugue of his mind and send his avatar crawling back into the primordial shadows of day. In an […]
Under the Shadow of Forsaken Banners(USFB): Two: The Green Knight
“The wolf, only he can access the hidden depths of the artifact. If you are to have any hope of turning back the Legion of Iron Mane, you will need him,” echoed the ancient voice through the boughs of the Aln Tree. Tightening his paws on the ovoid sphere, shimmering with the dawning light of a […]
Update 4/24
So it’s time for a little check-in. I’ve decided this might be a thing to do every now and then, every other month, probably unless I’ve got big news. I’m not big into divulging my personal life, not because I’m that private; I’m just not that interesting, I think, but I’d like to keep anyone […]
Sanctuary: Four
After the dreadful day of the coyote, Emmett found himself very lucky to have a quiet spell of days without a call or errand to run. The only thing he had to do was what he enjoyed, taking care of the animals. More importantly, the female raccoon he had went into labor in the wee […]
Under the Shadow of Forsaken Banners: One: The Lifeless Grounds
The haggard driftwood canoe sloshed through poisoned waters and the plant life that fed on such fare. For days and nights, Kovarlin could recount his life upon the sea until, unlike such days, his floating tomb ran aground. Overhead, fixed in his views, the stars shimmered and cried their last smarting radiance of the night. […]
Wetlands: Chapter Five
The memory of impacted and the shattering of stained glass came to Es’Con as he forced open his eyes through the pain that was pulsing through his skull. Rolling himself off his back and onto the sticky, humid stone floor, the hunter had much to take account of in his new surroundings. He knew the […]
Wetlands: Chapter Four
The glow of early twilight reflected Es’Con’s battered visage back at him using his own blood as a makeshift mirror. Groggily, he rose from the bowing position he had collapsed in and, through half-lidded eyes, sought anyone who may be lurking. It was too early for the elders to be milling about, especially after the […]
Wetlands: Chapter Three
The journey back to the bunkhouse had been far shorter than that of to the temple for Es’Con, but of course, on his return, he had no concern for stealth. Vilni and his boys could likely have seen him coming down the street for the better part of five minutes before he reached them at […]
Wetlands: Chapter Two
Wariness, a certain paranoia, kept Es’Con from sleep and drove him out into the night, leaving the safety of his bed and all the other hunters in the bunkhouse. Vilni and his crew were still awake, playing stones when he stepped out of the round structure. For his part, the master hunter asked Es’Con to […]
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