by Marcus | Feb 10, 2021 | Stories
I was the first to spot Henry, waiting for us outside the flat. I didn’t say anything, it didn’t feel right.I looked across at the other two, heads down against the incessant rain, their feet melting into the reflections of the street lights above them. The full...
by Marcus | Nov 18, 1492 | Stories
I walked for two days in a largely circular route looking for any sign of the temple in the mountain. I was careful to stop and see if I was being followed, but there were no signs of my captors being interested in me anymore. I think waking up to find your paymaster...
by Marcus | Nov 17, 1492 | Stories
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...
by Marcus | Nov 16, 1492 | Stories
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...
by Marcus | Nov 15, 1492 | Stories
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....
