Frank put the scope to his eye. “The envoy has arrived. And it’s fanceeeeee.” “Great,” mumbled Iricah. “I wonder who it will be this time. Maybe a queen dressed up like a chef?” “Oh, I doubt it,” said Zy’an. “I’m … Continue reading A Crimson Shore 26.2 Royal Pains
Calling the group that he would soon be meeting with an “envoy” was a bit like calling Zy’an a decent jumper, thought Frank. For sure, these were some of the hardiest warriors he had ever seen. As a veteran warrior … Continue reading A Crimson Shore 27.1 The War Council
The griffons rode the coat-tails of an onshore wind. The gusts dashed against the cliffs one after another, and broke in invisible waves. They could feel each cascading flurry, but they could not see them. The griffons were expert flyers, … Continue reading A Crimson Shore 29.2 Ferroun’s Station
“Iricah, you haven’t aged a day,” said the prince. He motioned for her to sit, and she ignored him perfectly. He was dripping in gold and silver and his ridiculous gem encrusted sword hung at his side. The so-called sword … Continue reading A Crimson Shore 26.3 Iricah Aside Herself
The sun was starting to set while Iricah and the others were getting ready to depart. The island made it’s own darkness she knew, but they’d take any protection they could get. The sulfuric plume from the caldera rose higher … Continue reading A Crimson Shore 29.3 The Resurrection of Otis Malor
Iricah stutter stepped quickly to the stern when the signal came from the crow’s nest. She threw her straw hat backwards and let it fall to her back by way of it’s cord tied around her neck. A few strands … Continue reading A Crimson Shore: 28.1 Below the Surface
Thrak Yak (along with his sack) harnessed the griffon the way that Q had shown him several times. It didn’t look like this creature liked him very much. It squawked and clacked it’s beak at him. Thrak didn’t care much … Continue reading A Crimson Shore 29.1 Thrak’s Mission
