Monthly Archives: November 2014

Dire makes everything worse When you are surrounded by five Goblin skirmishers, fighting for your life, and it’s not the low point of your day, thought Garfan, all you can do try to make the best of things. Spinning, he … Continue reading →

A skipping stone gathers some moss Tug felt as though his regeneration was going very well. He had shoulders and arms now. When the stone walked too slowly, he could help it lope along at a good pace. It also … Continue reading →

“I can Haz Prophecy” In the Woven Chamber, Garfan, Lockwood, and Tarnah bowed to the King of Catfolk, Mitt-Aans, who lounged on her dais, lazily batting a bird on a string that hung in front of her as the late … Continue reading →

Evil comes in a deceptive guise Any twelve-year-old girl should be a shuddering ball of fright, leaking tears and snot, but Daphnae stood calmly in her chambers, regarding the Goblin skewered on the door by a large, crossbow bolt and … Continue reading →