Month: September 2020

Reaching down, I grab the assassin by the wrists and pull him into the closest alleyway. He struggles well enough, despite the magical suppression, and I know I don’t have much longer until the spell effects wear off. I kneel, as much from my wounds as anything, and press my attacker against the ground with my weight, cupping his mouth… Read more →

I book two nights in a double room on the second floor at an inn with decent food so I can settle in. I push the beds together and angle them in such a way that my entire body will just barely fit and I don’t have to sleep on the floor. As a bonus, there is a desk and… Read more →

If I still had my shop, I would be spending my time creating useful tinctures and salves for the patrol work I am doing. It seems that, despite the sales pitch sounding rather banal—just rounding up some stragglers from the Orc Hordes—I will be in some rather more considerable danger due to the reckless nature of the party. Since I… Read more →

Morning begins with a ruckus outside the inn that wakes the entire block. The sounds of agitated people and a suffering animal make further sleep impossible. I rise make the rare decision to skip my morning routine. I use the pail of water to wipe away whatever filth might have rubbed off from the mattress and blanket. I dress and… Read more →