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
Haryk’s legs pumped like an overworked well hammer. His slicker blew out backwards. There was no wind in the cavern’s tunnels, but he was making plenty of his own! He tried to focus on where his feet stepped. He knew … Continue reading BLACK HOLLOW 7.1 What the Pest Control Expert Saw
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
The tunnels of sandstone soon turned into a variety pack of laboratory nightmares! Andril and Haryk jumped, skipped and skidded in the sand and rock. They sped through the tunnels, rounding corners and trying to keep their wits in case … Continue reading BLACK HOLLOW 6.3 The Help That Haryk Wanted to See
Haryk and Andril once more found that their instincts were right, and their instincts were wrong too. This was becoming a severe habit for them both. The keep’s corridors did in fact bring them to an empty and cavernous space–they … Continue reading BLACK HOLLOW 6.2 Dragons, and Dungeons, Sort Of
“How do I look?” asked Andril. He was wearing as many of the magical items as he could fit on his person–everything he could find in the space that he thought he might need. Those he couldn’t wear, Haryk was. … Continue reading BLACK HOLLOW 6.1 Abraxas’ Laboratory
