The Gladiators : A Life Worth Fighting For
The clamor of the crowd, the screams of the wounded and the savage cries of the warriors echoed down the tunnel where the gladiators waited to enter the arena, but the ghastly cacophony left Elak unfazed. The cheetah was a veteran of many battles...
Deadly Attractions : Fresh Wounds
Gunther fought the temptation to look over his shoulder as he left the busy tuber station and walked down the street that led to the dingy hotel where he and Vincent now lived. It had been just two days since their hurried departure from his lover's...
Deadly Attractions : The Finale
Gunther sat on the porch of their cabin and looked at the City far on the other side of the bay. It was a blistering neon boil under the moonlit sky, swollen up on a strip of land protruding into the ocean, and he had thought it was his home for over a...
Deadly Attractions Part 1: When Killers Meet
"It's quite simple really," the neatly-dressed arctic fox told Gunther in the dimly lit booth of a fashionable bar, "I need you to help me disappear off the face of the earth. The Krakov corporation has offered to pay me five times what I make now, but...
A Gnoll's Story: the Finale
The sun was already high in the sky when the little group finally caught sight of their objective. Deep inside a parched valley and surrounded on three sides by high crags stood the temple of Bel-Shanam, gigantically tall and ominously silent. Garrik...
Deadly Attractions : The Gathering Storm
Gunther sipped his tea too quickly and a droplet escaped between his lips to hit his bare chest. He cursed and brushed it away, but it still left a stinging mark between his pecs. He shifted his weight to find a more comfortable position at the kitchen...
Tales From The Beast City: A Gnoll's Story Part Two
Garrik the gnoll quaffed another tankard of cheap but potent ale and loosed a sonorous, deep-throated belch. Satisfied, he slammed the mug down on the table, rested his hand against his cheek and drummed his burly fingers on the stain-encrusted boards....
Tales From The Beast City: A Gnoll's Story Part Three
For weeks the galley sailed up the sluggish river, propelled by the strength of the rowers who manned the oars. It was exhausting work, and Garrik's entire body ached. The dampness and constant lashings soon turned his clothes into clinging rags, and...
The Triumph
The harsh unfeeling sun and the thunderous roar of the crowd assaulted the lion-man's senses. Titus instinctively tried to get up but the guard next to him held him firmly on his knees. "Don't even think of escaping," the gruff bull chided. He yanked...
Yazdar the Priest
The morning sun rose slowly over the temple of Asaris, its timid rays caressing the stones and banishing the cold of the night. Despite the early hour, dozens of worshippers were scattered about the dusty courtyard outside of the main building. Most of...
The Right-Claw of the Headtaker
The warpstone coals in the brazier crackled in tongues of green flame that illuminated the subterranean room with an eerie light. Long ago this had been the personal chamber of a mighty dwarf thane, but its ancient splendor was no more. A thick animal...
Tales from the Beast City: A Stallion's Dance
"I must say you have really outdone yourself this time around sir Lau," the wolf said, his breath heavy with wine, "I have never seen such a lavish and tasteful feast in my life!" "Thank you my friend," replied the snow leopard as he licked...