Rain hammered down from the heavens. Unbeknown to those gathered within the warm, welcoming tavern. The wet weather had townsfolk and visitors alike huddled together, enjoying the roaring hearth and frothy mugs of ale. Infamous Witch Hunter, Elijah Lynton pushed the door open and took the hat from his head and shook the raindrops from…
She’d been a good ship. A swift skimmer that’d served him well over the years. And, as he stood on Westpools docks, Captain Farreyl gave the old Fearless Destiny one last salute. Dipping the edge of his broad, feathered hat towards her. “She’s done us proud, lads.” The plucky Captain said as he turned back…
“We’re going to get something to eat from Tomas, boss. Do you want anything?” Gideon looked up from his paperwork, a mountainous pile that he was making very little progress on. “Sure, Sabine. Get me a pie will you?” He asked, scratching the bottom of his nose with the end of his quill as he…
“I’d move away from there before they break it.” Said Thrazo, when another rock hit the window. “Bleak work, this,” Elijah stated as he did as his henchman suggested. The orc just smiled, having heard those words so many times before. He had a knife in his hands and with it, he was picking the…
Hello everyone! I wanted to share another set of Parrvolis characters today. I thought it\’d be a good idea to introduce them all before sharing any of the stories about them. At least that way, there will be something to refer back too, should there be any confusion! Eranin Eranin is the Queen of Erawoen….
A while back, I started doing some writing. At first, I was putting the drabbles, short stories and prompts onto a Wattpad account. I soon realised that I was missing out on sharing things with my main audience here, so I thought I\’d correct that and share them here too. Before this, however, I felt…
A warm breeze, that held all the promises of summer drifted lazily through the College of the Arcane Arts. The gentle drifts plucked at the heavy heads of freshly grown flowers. Colourful blooms bobbing under the weight of encroaching bumblebees, busy at the task of gathering nectar for their queens. Marcel Chavaron, 8th Level Mage…
A bit before Christmas, I expressed an interest in writing. All within a world that I was creating – Oure. Then lockdown hit the UK and everything became about surviving the winter. Anything other than reading felt like a struggle. Now that longer, warmer days are here I feel able and ready to pick things…