BRYAN I hate and despise you all, Duke Bryan thought to himself for the millionth time as he slumped resentfully down upon his father’s shoddy throne, staring at his father’s shoddy court. TRELVIS The throne room of Columbiana had seen better days, so had the throne. The tapestries celebrating the glorious victories of fourscore years […]
Read More A Song of Grod: Chapter ThreeFANNITA Saluriman, the Mighty and Terrible, winced in embarrassment. “Sal!” Fannita exclaimed in shock. It clearly wasn’t a trap at all. His last move had left his queen open to no possible benefit. Looking at him in some concern, she slid her bishop up and claimed her prize. She wasn’t even likely to lose the […]
Read More A Song of Grod: Chapter TwoGROD “Bring me the strong ale, boy!” A loudly laughing young dark elf, bellowed at Kevo-Grod. Grod summoned a career enlisted orc’s vast reserves of ennui and despair. Both would be necessary for a hellish evening of dealing with young snots like this one without biting their throats out. “Apologies, sir but I’m not a […]
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The Dark Herald 