It’s not always easy being an elf in a human world. They never use enough seasoning on their food. It feels like all of their cultural traditions revolve around money. They keep saying things like “life is short” when it just isn’t for me. They just grow old too fast. When someone says they’ll love […]
#49: For the Rest of Your Life Read More »
“It’s for a set of twins, magic users in The Slums,” Ulani said, finishing the job offer. Ulani was a Mascara with yellow skin and antlers like a deer. She’d been giving us job tips for the past couple of years. “It’s a lot of gold, Trace,” Asha commented. “But we don’t really need to
#46: Would That Really Be So Bad? Read More »
Every time I go into what the people of Anglachel call “The Jungle of Despair,” I can never figure out what people think is so disparaging about it. It is a lush jungle with the tallest trees and the wildest vines adorned with some of the most vibrant flowers I’d ever seen. It brings me
#44: Picking Up the Pieces (Part 2) Read More »
It had been a long year since we’d fought that dragon. I used to think we were invincible. Now I know that’s not true. At least not for all of us. Traci and I have been together now for three years. She has been great during all of this, she was always great at taking
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The dragon hadn’t quite noticed us yet, which gave us a quick moment to arrange ourselves strategically. We couldn’t speak, as it could alert the beast, but we’d been working together long enough that we didn’t need to. I spotted a great sniping location on a large pipe against the opposite wall. I pointed it
#39: A Dragon in the Sewer (Part 2) Read More »
When I ditched my cushy arranged marriage to become an adventurer, I did not picture myself walking through the sewers of Anglachel. For the first time since coming to this world, the formal dinners and diplomatic trips seemed more appealing than what I was doing now. Walking through literal shit will do that to a
#38: A Dragon in the Sewer Read More »
The rooftops of Anglachel are one of the few places in the city I can feel at home. The buildings here are clearly of elven design, and standing on top of the roofs reminds me of the late nights I would look out the window of my bedroom tower and imagine a life away from
#33: A Life of Adventure (Part 2) Read More »
“I just wish we didn’t have to split up,” Traci says, looking at me with those big, brown eyes. “I know, Trace, but I need to stay near Maxwell, and you need to keep a lookout for anything suspicious,” I explained the plan to her again. “O.K., just take care of yourself. I won’t be
#31: A Life of Adventure Read More »
“You must be the famous Star I’ve heard so much about!” announced a rotund man that answered the door. He was a lightly-skinned human with dark hair. He had a finely cropped goatee that ended in a tight braid. He had a broad smile on his face that did not look natural. “I wouldn’t say
#25: A Lot to Handle (Part 2) Read More »
I had to get out of there. It felt like that baby was crying every hour of every day. Every time I managed to shut my eyes, he’d start up again. I was never under any illusions that being a single mother would be easy, but I did think my adventuring pals would be a
#24: Nice to Meet You Read More »