The elf opened the door into darkness, the bright light outside not penetrating the thick shadows within the orphanage. Even his elven eyes couldn’t see the interior of the building, and Amnor Sen didn’t dare step inside.
“Hello?”
“Gods bless it Krem, I said enough! Now turn the lights back on!”
“No!”
Amnor Sen grimaced, wishing more than ever that he had learned to cast spells.
“Krem?” he called, gasping as the drow appeared in front of him.
The half human’s eyes s
PRIVATE ELLIOT, 1ST REGIMENT OF THE ARMY OF SARELIN
The elf moved through the trench quickly, trying to stay on the duckboards that kept the base of the trench somewhat dry. He could see the end of the trenchline in the distance, the eastern flank of the elven forces. The straining tune of a set of pipes entered his ears as Elliot neared the edge of the trench, a slow drumbeat giving a steady beat for the elves cutting into the walls of the trench with pick and shovel.
“Where ar
I like my stories to be little puzzles, fitting lore into places as I build my universe.
I'm not even going to get started on Golaski's real identity...
One does not simply help a werewolf prince and not become legend. ❤️
Artemis is not descended from Elias' Artemis, though he does share a lot of characteristics with a certain tiger from Egaran Stars, which is set about 150-200 years before this story.
When the master's away, the lizard will play. Let's hope Itumak hasn't been keeping any weapons laying around. Or long sausages. I've heard those are a choking hazard.
It's not very nice to push your characters without a chance for them to rest. I would never do that to my lovely characters.
*Slides LDJ under the rug*
Never, I tell ya.
For me it brings to mind the Pathfinder game I've been make a fanfic of. A neighbour gives you a wand of Good Hope and a wand of Prayer. Quite literally thoughts and prayers, except this time it actually helps.
To be fair, I doubt Aaron has done that in years. It probably wouldn't even cross his mind. And as we see in Egaran Stars, Faro are not so free with their orgasms.
"Warning. You are in space. Do not attempt to push buttons." Clearly someone failed to read the fine print in their "So You've Been Abducted By A Fox" manual.
Mateio and Aaron still have a long way to go, and a lot to iron out, but at least they have a common goal to bring them together now.