Before we left the magic animal reserve, Reggie mentioned something about there being a portal to the Fey Realm in the adjacent island nation of Kapoor. We’d all heard the story about how oppressive and scary the elves were. I’d heard all my life about the tragic history my Orc ancestors had with them. But […]
#47: Are There Elves Here? Read More »
After weeks of travel under the mountains, through Dwarven and Devil territory, we’d finally made it to Reyes. The exit out of Valnan opened into a narrow rockface along the ocean. We had to carefully skirt across it until we’d reached the broader side of the mountain. The dwarves of Ferrerira really knew how to
#45: Just Get Over Here Read More »
The imps infesting the dwarf’s obsidian tunnel were actually pretty easy to take out. They were essentially bats with tiny humanoid bodies and heads. As far as I could tell, they weren’t sentient, just wild animals. The tunnel itself was well lit with glass tubes affixed to either side. The glass tubes shined with a
#41: Passing Through Montläken (Part 2) Read More »
It took us a while, but we eventually found an entrance into the Dwarven settlements under the mountains. After we found the trapped door, finding another set of rocks that were a bit off-color from the rest of the mountain was just a matter of finding it. I let Tilly do her thing this time,
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The fall happened fast. Usually, time kind of slows down when you have a dramatic fall, but when you’re falling in complete darkness, I guess your brain can’t really process what’s happening. As we were falling, I needed to position Tilly on top of me. I knew that my orc frame could handle the fall
#36: I’m Sure It’s Fine (Part 2) Read More »
Once we explained to Tilly’s grandma that Tilly had found a gwiber and that we needed to take it to a magical creature reserve to keep it safe, she was surprisingly accommodating. “I knew this day would come,” she said. “Grandma, you always talked to me about how I would take over the Cabbage and
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After Dara discovered that the beag sheep had been abducted by a person, our next steps seemed pretty obvious. “So, we just want to follow whatever trail there is to find the missing sheep?” I asked. “I don’t think there’s a trail, Karuk,” Dara observed. “Yeah, this break in the fence is the only thing
#18: You’re Not Killing Anybody Today Read More »
The gnomish crowd loved Gin’s music. That was a relief. I always appreciated his talent, but the only real audience he had played for was his goblin tribe, and from what I hear, that didn’t go well. His catchy beats may not suit his kinsman, but they were perfect for these gnomes tearing up the
#17: I Found Us A Job Read More »
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
#15: Following the Dirt Road Read More »
“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
#1: Trust Me, I’m Weird Read More »