#9: My Own Magical Obsessions
#9: My Own Magical Obsessions Read More »
“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
#8: Don’t Call It That Read More »
“I still can’t believe you’re really hanging up your adventuring gear,” Asha lamented as she put the finishing touches on the wall mural. Asha was an incredible artist, and she had immortalized one of our more harrowing battles against a trio of storm giants.“Not all of us have elven blood, Ash,” I replied.One of the
#7: Shake Up The Streets Read More »
“Are you really trying to tell me you’re The Chosen One, Star Satar?” the orc bartender grumbled back to me. “Yes,” I replied, “And it’s A Chosen One.” “Why would the great Voice of the Ages come into this dingy place looking to play Open Stage Night?” he asked skeptically. “Because no one wants to
#6: Someone to Listen Read More »
This morning I knew something was different. To say I felt groggy would be an understatement. The amount of nausea I felt this morning was like nothing I’d experienced before. It made no sense! I’m an elf; I shouldn’t even get sick! I forced myself to go downstairs to the tavern. I didn’t know what
#5: It’s For The Best Read More »
“Please, sir.” Toby pleaded with the berry vendor. “I am so hungry and my family is so very poor. Couldn’t you please spare a few berries for me?” I snuck around back and found my way under the berry stand. I began scanning the bottom of the berry baskets above my head to see which
If you ever get the chance to go to the nation of Yokuatsu, do yourself a huge favor and don’t. The ruling class of Yokai has an almost cult-like mentality when it comes to their worship of the Death Lord Quietus. It feels super unsettling. If you ever happen to find yourself in
#3: Trickster-Fox-Girl Read More »
“Nice moves,” Aunt Poppy said. “You must have been practicing while I was away.” She raised her short sword to guard her face and torso and backed away from me. “Something like that,” I replied. “Or you’re just getting old.” I rushed towards her and she swiped her blade in my direction. At the last
#2: Obedience and Opposition 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 »