Seeking a Different Future
The sharp smell from Ethnila’s stew filled the air of the small shelter, bringing with it memories of home. It had been a long time since she’d last cooked, and she didn’t really have the right ingredients available this far Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Six, p3
“You will inform the ladies?” Marnius hoisted both their packs with one hand and grabbed his morningstar in the other. “Good, then I will meet you on the north road.” Ethnila waved him off and leaned back against a porch Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Five, p14
Ethnila stared at the pale body of the elf, who lay in the sparsely furnished room’s only bed. She herself sat in the most comfortable chair they had been able to snatch from the common room. A strained silence hung Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Five, p1
“Ah, yes. That’s the one,” Marnius said as the innkeeper heaved the massive morningstar onto the bar. Ethnila watched the half-ogre lift the weapon up to examine it. Despite the heavy rain falling outside, he had insisted they take a Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Four, p13
The pair had been making good time since their meeting with the half-giant. His words had given her a sense of hope, of purpose. Loriana was determined to find this Kyrion, and seek from him the answers to her past. Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Four, p8
Loriana stared hard at her companion. “What do you mean ‘faeries don’t look like that’? I saw them with my own eyes!” Imaerla giggled, ducking under a low branch as they continued through the peaceful forest. “Even I do not Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Four, p3
“Greetings, great Ghaba, oh glorious goblin!” Ghaba felt his grip tighten around the staff as he gazed at his distorted reflection in the simmering stew. Slowly lifting his gaze from the great cauldron, he peered at the girl across the Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Four, p1
The forest rushed past all around her as Loriana pushed ahead. Her limbs burned from scrapes and cuts. Her heart pounded in her chest. And her lungs screamed for more air. Yet she could not, dared not, stop running. If Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Three, p9
Imaerla stood atop a small outcropping with one hand against the trunk of a nearby tree for balance. Her gaze was sweeping along the distant horizon, where the disc of the day moon was all but done going into hiding Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Three, p3
Lyara was staring at the prisoner. She looked kind of fat, even for a human. Not that Lyara had seen all that many humans, but they had all looked much thinner than this one did. The girl, in turn, was Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Two, p11