The fireball from the explosion is aimed at the staircase and sweeps over the party. I close my eyes automatically as the immediate sensation of roiling heat from the fire rolls over my body. I don’t feel the fire at all, just the vacuum left in its absence and the memory of its heat. Several members of the party scream… Read more →
No effort is made to track or locate the escaped prisoners and, as an added bonus, no one thinks to bury the dead goblins either. Our burden miraculously lightened, we make good time toward the tower and camp within a mile of it the next night. In the morning, camp is broken and we hike the last mile to the… Read more →
From this escarpment, Endolkin Farmville is indeed visible. The freshly-ploughed southern fields are black against the verdant landscape. The barn, which is still standing I note, is a faint impression against the trees. The burned-out houses and granary blend in with the ground. I can see that there is an outbuilding at the edge of each field—probably the extents of… Read more →
I enjoy nature. It feels still and vivacious at the same time. It is quiet, but not silent. Serene, but not dull. I think back to the nice hilltop hut I lived in when I took up post as tribe shaman in Solmienya. The tribe I administered to were very particular about where I lived. The hut had been where… Read more →