The attack happened on the third night. Berad and I had fallen into a routine quickly and that evening had started pleasantly enough. After asking Berad whether we were likely to be seen and watching him scan the area and shake his head, I built a small fire in a small hollow and started toasting…
I walked out of Daggerford as the sun was rising, stopping occasionally to make sure that I wasn’t being followed. Getting away from the house had been simple enough. I climbed out onto the roof and carefully made my down ever decreasing levels until I was barely higher than street level and then dropped onto…
I could feel the effects of the enchantment wear off. I coughed quietly and was delighted to hear the sound of my own voice, but then immediately froze. She was nearby. I couldn’t see her, but I could feel her, the Dragonfear edging its way into my thoughts. (And I am never frightened.) The temple…
