Thrak’s beady eyes opened, blinked, opened, blinked and then shot open wide, which for a man with a lizard’s face wasn’t very wide. Even still, there he was-looking around like a lizard buzzed by a fly. Then, like a cat … Continue reading A Crimson Shore 34.6 Two for the Price of One Mystery
Once long ago, a part of Thrak had died, and a part of him had lived. He had never fully understood it. This did not surprise him in the least as when he awoke on a beach, tail-less but alive, … Continue reading A Crimson Shore 34.5 The Dead Rise
The third and last, arrives in cheer. To all who see, the third appears. And when she’s come, all is no more. Heroes arrive from different shores. The chaos lasted only moments. Before Andril could send another scorching ray at … Continue reading BLACK HOLLOW 7.4 Don’t Forget the Light, Haryk
The Lord Haryk leaned against the cloaked statue, the statue of the fated figure from legend. A series of concussive strikes from the dragons outside, sent parts of the mortar down around him. He didn’t bat an eyelash, partly because … Continue reading BLACK HOLLOW 7.3 A Fate Worse Than Death
He was barely inside when the entire outside of the temple quaked. Haryk had only a moment to look around into the most magnificently stone carved room he could have ever dreamed of. All around were frescoes and statues, reliefs … Continue reading BLACK HOLLOW 7.2 I See Runes, People
Haryk figured that his last thought, as he was about to be swallowed whole, was that he wouldn’t ever get that plate of roasted boar, or that pint of beer. He had spent his last fucking day on this earth … Continue reading BLACK HOLLOW 6.4 The Door that the Help Uses
Wake up sleepy head. Waaaaaaaaaake uuuuuuuuuppppp. All was black while Haryk’s mind tossed in a sea of memories, of darkness, and clawing things, and cuts and wounds. Andril was dead, and he was dying. His arms shot up uncontrollably, pushing … Continue reading BLACK HOLLOW 5.4 The Study of Ages
