Moths to a flame. That’s what the Celns said when something brought them together. Like this coronation of their king, or barley a little too unsupervised under a canvas on a cart in one of the dwindling numbers of caravans … Continue reading His Majesty’s Service, Moths to a Flame, Chapter 1.2
She had come on a dark tide. The worn bow of the vessel struck the pale rounded stones of the shore. Slipping her feet over the side, the sole passenger slid waist deep into the frigid water of the bay. … Continue reading His Majesty’s Service, A Dark Tide Chapter 1.1
The fantasy campaign I run is an ongoing project that is like an old friend to me. I named it A Light in the Darkness, because of the imagery associated with most fantasy genres I enjoy. Many of the hamlets, … Continue reading A Light in the Darkness, Behind the Scenes
Andril would have turned Haryk into a newt if he had any magic left to conjure. The mage was convinced at times that he gave away their position, not for a lapse in judgment but because he simply liked battle … Continue reading Black Hollow 8.3B The New Mistress of Far Realm
The experience of flying upon a dragon was from that moment on, permanently embedded in the deep recesses of Andril’s vast chamber of thoughts. It reappeared in his wonderings, in his dreams, and in his writings many times thereafter. He … Continue reading BLACK HOLLOW 8.3 The Dark Island
Imagine that you were in a battle on a ruined platform. Around you, like a swarm of bees, shadowy figures move from man to man, striking each down. They are each a flurry, a blur of death. Consider the whirling … Continue reading Black Hollow 8.2D The Pest Control Expert’s Friends
Andril’s hand continued to wave in a circle around him while the enemy smashed their fists against his magically protective dome. He stood over Haryk and Genoran, both of whom had taken serious injury and were bleeding profusely. Blood ran … Continue reading Black Hollow 8.2C Haryk’s Best Joke Ever
Andril and Haryk had their hands full holding back the strange monks. Prince Genoran wasn’t making it any easier and their oftentimes immature friend, the druid, was nowhere to be seen. Genoran and a few of his best and most … Continue reading Black Hollow 8.2B More Than A Handful
In the middle of the chaos, the dying and the dread, unaware to all but themselves, three cloaked forms stood. Andril the mage, Haryk the lordly soldier, and Tahg who was known to the other two as The Pest Control … Continue reading BLACK HOLLOW 8.2 The Middle of Chaos
Iricah awoke well before dawn. Her rational mind was telling her irrational fears that she never went into the unknown dangers of the isles with disorganized bags. She also needed to see her brother and she didn’t want her rational … Continue reading A Crimson Shore 35.5 The Ark and the Covenant
There’s no safety from a tempest at sea, from a dragon in it’s lair, but especially from an angry lizardman when his tail is up. Frank had never thought he understood this island expression. It sounded a bit exaggerated he … Continue reading A Crimson Shore 35.3 Two Tales and Two Tails
Iricah knew all too well that Thrak would have fought them all, every last two-legged one of them. You see, about the same time that Thrak was standing over Frank’s lifeless body about to make a sack full of Celn … Continue reading A Crimson Shore 35.2 A Lyrical Ballad of the Heart
A Light in the Darkness, D&D Campaign and Storyline 