Our journey across the sea could not be described as smooth sailing. Dara said his boat only had enough material to transmute it into a small sailboat, and those are not made for long journeys on the ocean. It took all three of us to maintain control of it. Dara used his elemental magic to …
“Praise to Estel, the great goddess of balance. She, that rooted the evils away from our lands and gave our people the ability to thrive,” said the old Shaman, as they waved their spiritual stick above their head, dried jungle fruits hanging off of it. They had long gray hair and human skin the color …
“How long does this friggin’ desert go on for?” Gin grumbled. His small, goblin body was not used to the dry heat of Daragon. I was happy to be here. We’d already journeyed through the jungles of Anglachel, the mountains of Ferreira, the marshlands of Kapoor and the rice fields of Yokuatsu. The deserts of …