Legion of Sytarel - Ch. 18: Defeat
_22th__Day of Nova_ _128 I.E._ "Two days of skirmishing." Shinn panted as he took a flask of water from Rei. "And we've just been losing ground." He took a long draught of the cool liquid and passed it along. "Thank you, Rei." Rei nodded her head,...
Legion of Sytarel - Ch. 17: Battle of Olaraa
_20th__Day of Nova_ _128th__I.E._ A thunderous boom rocked Olaraa as mage fire rained down from above. Buildings crumpled like they were made of dust, and the streets were soon filled with smoke, ash, and flames. Arion awoke with a start after the...
Servant of Darkness - Ch. 7: Returning Home
Dougal fell asleep almost immediately after Maika was finished tending to his wounds. He was surprised how drained he felt, but between all the running and everything else that had happened that day, he knew he shouldn't have been. It didn't take long...
The Freehorn's Scars - Chapter 1
It seemed as though the flames were everywhere. Each step that Kirtok took was agonizing as he rushed through his home. The fields outside were alight with a wild fire, consuming the fruits of his and his father's hard labour. There was something...
Servant of Darkness - Ch. 4: The Guild
**Chapter 4 - Dougal's Guild** Astor was fuming by the time the city militia left. He slammed the door far harder than was necessary, making his two guards jump. "Damned Mithril Blades are finally gone," Astor grumbled as he stomped back towards...
The Freehorn's Scars - Chapter 4
Kirtok's return to the Last Hill Inn was met with no great ceremony as he limped into the building and headed downstairs. Grasping the door handle at the bottom of the steps, the minotaur pushed his way into the basement. Conor was already going over...
The Freehorn's Scars - Chapter 2
Freezing winds and blowing snow were the last things that Kirtok wanted to deal with as he trudged through the snowdrifts towards Swifthaven. It was far too cold for a night so close to the spring thaw, and his eyes stung from the blinding snow. His...
Servant of Darkness - Ch. 5: The Chase
Chapter 6 Beneath the earth, hidden away from prying eyes, was a wrought iron door. A locking mechanism kept the inside safe from intrusion, and blocked all light and sound from the other side. It's surface was tarnished and had specks of rust...
The Freehorn's Scars - Chapter 5
Winter melted away into a warmer than normal spring. The mild days were a welcome relief from the unseasonably warm weather. Kirtok always counted his blessings that he'd been born a minotaur. He had no thick pelt of fur to cook under, and his hide was...
Servant of Darkness - Ch. 6: The Priest from Xenaria
_ **Wake up you moron!** _ Dougal breathed sharply, gasping for air as he came back to his senses. Pain flared from his back as he tried to breath. Everything was terrifyingly silent, save for the odd, solitary chirping of a nearby bird. His back...
The Freehorn's Scars - Chapter 3
After two days of riding in the back of a wagon, Kirtok arrived in a town called Mullead with the merchant caravan he was protecting. The town was situated a league away from an abandoned keep called Last Stand that had survived to this day since the...
The Freehorn's Scars - Chapter 7
Chapter 7 - Reunion with the Wolves The roar of the gathered crowd was deafening as Kirtok scrambled to fill all his orders. He never imagined such a small town would support a thriving tavern, but between people traveling along the trade roads and...