Yeoldebard
-
Posts
2,013 -
Joined
-
Last visited
Content Type
Forums
Stories
- Stories
- Story Series
- Story Worlds
- Story Collections
- Story Chapters
- Chapter Comments
- Story Reviews
- Story Comments
- Stories Edited
- Stories Beta'd
Blogs
Store
Help Center
Writing
Gallery
Events
Everything posted by Yeoldebard
-
The first thing any decent observation deck needed was a bar. Who didn’t want to experience the vertigo of space without a few volatile alcoholic beverages in their stomach? Naturally, Leo all but dragged Jeisa right to it. “Just one,” Jeisa grumbled as they entered the bar. The dulcet notes of a lyre strummed over a speaker, mixing with the undertone of soft waves. Low lighting shaded the room in a soft glow. On the back wall, a bright blue orb hung in the darkness of space — Egara, the h
-
The trip to Jorgenfist took another four days. The group was forced ever west in a bid to escape the mind boggling mountains, before turning north once more once they reached the rolling foothills. It was there they discovered the Storval Stairs. Four hundred feet of stairs climbed the cliffside that led to the Storval Plateau. Two massive statues stood to either side of the stairs, their stony faces set regally. Ancient walls and towers lined the top of the stairs, and Arlo groaned. If that m
-
“There were three in the bed and the little one said-” “Roll over!” “OOF!” Coradiel’s eye cracked open. Turning his head, the paladin found David laying beside him, curled in a ball. Arlo was nowhere to be seen. No, wait… an ear peeked up from beside the bed. And then an arm, and a head, as the amurrun hoisted himself up. “You’re lucky I don’t need a lot of sleep,” he growled at David. “What happened?” Coradiel asked with a yawn. “This brat kicked me out of my own bed,” Arlo grumbled
-
“How can a Faro restaurant not have algaer?!” Leo rolled his eyes at Jeisa’s outrage. They walked down the street hand in hand, passing building after building in search of the tiger’s desired store. He had half a mind to remind Jeisa that the server had merely said the algaer would be ready in thirty minutes, hot and fresh, but Jeisa didn’t seem in the mood to be reminded. So Leo kept quiet for now. His stomach gurgled. He’d eventually finished the fatty meat he’d been given — Leo hated was
-
Arlo would expect the town to be in ruins after an encounter with giants and a dragon. The truth was, Sandpoint was in remarkably good shape after the battle. Only twenty people had died out of over a thousand. Arlo felt every loss keenly. “[Floating Disc].” A teakwood desk lifted on a concave disc, hovering three feet off the ground. Arlo pushed it forward with a light touch, admiring the woodwork as he walked the desk back to Scarnetti Manor. Someone fell into step with the amurrun. Ar
-
Soft steps stopped beside Arlo as he cleaned his musket yet again. Four days of standing watch. Four days of crafting message stones, making bolts, carrying water. And each day not knowing when the attack would come, or if Coradiel would make it back in time. “You left me.” Arlo pushed a cloth into the barrel, wiping it down carefully. Oil gleamed on the exterior, a protection against rust. With the hags dead and the rains stopped, the oil was less necessary, but Arlo wasn’t taking any chanc
-
Leo blinked slowly. Something was weighing him down, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. It wasn’t that heavy, it wasn’t even- It was Jeisa. Snoring gently, curled up on Leo’s torso, the tiger almost looked cute. Leo certainly didn’t remember Jeisa crawling atop him while he slept — but then, he didn’t remember rolling onto his back either. A hand reached out. Leo hesitated. This was a horrible idea… but Jeisa was on him. Any sense of decorum had been lost long ago. He touched Jeisa. Co
- 3 comments
-
- 10
-
-
-
-
A giant stood within a mirror set within a pool of water. He barked orders, loud and clear through the scrying sensor. In the last eleven minutes, they had learned that a dragon named Longtooth was expected to make an appearance sometime in the next week, and that would be the time the giants could strike. Until then, Teraktinus was stuck bossing his underlings around, trying to make some semblance of a plan. It didn’t seem like much of a plan to Coradiel. But that spoke well of their own chan
-
Arlo went around in a circle, casting spells seemingly at random. [Mage Armour] before [Fly] before [Resist Cold] before [Fly] again. Beside him, Lyrie wove her own spells, mixing with the amurrun until everyone in their group was covered, save for Vale. “Why can’t I guard the base?” David complained as he lifted into the air. “Because I don’t trust you against the twenty ogres that would appear if our base really has been discovered,” Arlo said, flying up beside him. “Get moving; we only ha
-
Really it boils down to him not wanting to let aliens poke around his body. He simply doesn't trust them to have his best interests at heart, and for good reason.
-
Sucking in a deep breath, Leo stepped off the edge of the pool. He sank like a stone in the frigid water. An experimental snort produced no air bubbles, and Leo frowned. His foot touched the cold bottom, and Leo kicked off with a heavy shove. Breaking the surface of the water, he lunged for the side of the pool. Leo’s feet kicked in a passable imitation of the Egaro he could see treading water on the far end of the pool. His body shuddered as he clung to the pool’s edge, and his eyes swept aro
- 4 comments
-
- 10
-
-
-
There were no cheers. No “Congratulations, you just survived a wight!”. David was thoroughly unimpressed with the cold reception. Sure, the rangers now had to bury five of their own, not to mention the countless ogres that needed burning. To make matters worse, Jakardos was already in talks with Arlo, trying to convince the mage to lead the party north to Hook Mountain, to verify that the ogre threat was dealt with for good. Knowing Arlo, David didn’t doubt there was more fighting to come. So
-
“My spellbook.” Arlo sighed as he stepped through the north gate of Fort Rannick. The dam was clear, Turtleback Ferry was saved. You’d think he’d get some sort of thank you. Nope. Just a mage demanding her spells back. “I will speak with Commander Jakardos. He will decide when you may have your book back. After I’ve copied the spells I don’t have. If you help me with that, maybe the commander will be more lenient,” Arlo said, passing Lyrie. “After all, you were just… what, trying to destroy
-
“Excuse me?” “You heard us. You’re going to the spa with Leo.” Jeisa stared at Lydia in shock. The spa? He’d never been to the spa before. What would he even do there? He just knew he was going to pass out the second someone touched his back. This was a horrible idea. “All three of us pitched in. You don’t even have to pay for it. And we already got your appointments booked for two hours from now, so we’ll be really upset if you don’t go,” Lydia added. They were up to something. It was t
- 2 comments
-
- 11
-
-
-
-
-
The hike to the dam took much of the morning. Ten miles out, climbing up a steep hill in the pouring rain, slipping and sliding through layers of mud the whole way. David was a mess by the time they reached the stairs. The cambion stared at the “stairs”. Nearly a metre a step, they were clearly designed for giants. A lovely sign of things to come. They climbed almost sixty metres straight up. Hundreds of poles lined the stairway at irregular intervals, each decorated with a different skull ins
-
Coradiel threw himself to the side. Rolling through the dirt as the ogre reclaimed his hook, the paladin brought his estoc up. A bullet struck the ogre. An arrow struck the ogre. He brushed both off. Towering over Coradiel, the beast brought his hook down. Coradiel rolled again, just dodging the strike. One hit from this creature and it was all over. It left Coradiel on the back foot — he couldn’t attack when he was desperately trying to avoid getting hit. They weren’t playing by the same rule
-
Jeisa sighed with relief as he boarded the Tiger’s Claw. All around him, the Tiger’s Maw groaned with the strain of deceleration. It was echoed by the giddy chatter of three Egaro as they piled in after him. Bringing up the tail end, Leo seemed less enthused about the upcoming expedition. Things had been frosty between the two since they’d finally had sex. Jeisa had hoped it would change something — anything — but Leo didn’t seem to care that he’d claimed Jeisa’s virginity. Like he’d said, it
- 2 comments
-
- 11
-
-
-
After. I think. Probably. Been a while
-
“Assume they know everything.” Arlo stared at the messy sketch that was their only map of Fort Rannick and the surrounding areas. He pointed out the eagle aerie above the fort. “There will probably be ogres up here, assuming they have a mage. Tsuto, Shalelu, do you think you can fight anything off up there? We could use the support.” “Consider it done,” Shalelu said. “Great. I’ll cast [Fly] on both of you. Tsuto will have [Mage Armour] on him as well. Team L will take the tunnels. That’s
-
David downed another mug of ale. Slamming it on the table, the cambion followed it with his head, thumping against the red cedar surface. “Ow.” Yet it did little to clear the images swimming in his mind. “Another round for my friend here,” Orik called, patting David’s back. “Don’t have money,” David grumbled. His hand ran over the new belt he’d nicked off their first ogre. Arlo had identified it as a Belt of Giant’s Strength. David just wished it was strong enough to remove these memor
-
Hopefully they can break out of it, and sooner, rather than later.
-
Matyáš seemed disappointed by the news he wouldn’t get to murder someone. The Lidikrys looked positively devastated as Jeisa left his lounge. Jeisa would hate to be the next person to cross Matyáš’ path. He hoped for their sake that they were someone important. Heading back to his cabin, Jeisa paused at the entrance to the senior officers’ quarters. He couldn’t go back in there. Not yet. Not now. Part of him was still pissed at the human. Part of him regretted his treatment of Leo. And part of
- 3 comments
-
- 11
-
-
-
-
-
-
The firepelt led them down an overgrown path, nipping and tugging at Arlo’s cloak as he led the way. The amurrun’s musket swept a wide arc before him, and his ears strained to hear any sound of approaching enemies. It took only a few minutes to reach the end of the trail. Two buildings stood in a large clearing, nearly a hundred feet apart. A diseased cornfield sat near one of the buildings, with locusts and gnats galore eating at the rotten fruit. A decaying farmhouse sat to the group’s left,
-
The wagon sloshed into Turtleback Ferry. Already the Skull River swelled in its banks, adding to the water that threatened to sweep Turtleback Ferry away. Curious eyes peered at the newcomers from every corner of the small town. It didn’t take long for the constant stares to make Arlo uncomfortable. At least they had money for an inn tonight. Shalelu had brought down a buck during their lunch break. Nearly eighty pounds of meat sat in the back of the wagon, ready to be sold to the townsfolk in
-
Most hybrids do tend to be sterile. It wouldn't surprise me if Jeisa was the same.
