Hippogriffs did well on their own to carry their riders without bonds nor magic, some breeds of domestic griffons too. Anfia could normally take care of Magga alone, but she’d been saddled with the dense weight of two dwarves. No flying transportation would be provided to Samythiel. But, as Lavia reasoned, flight would be useless … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 5 Part 1
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Snowy Ground: The Coming Day Finale
Magga made laps up and down the beach pulling her hair away from her neck in attempts to cool down and regain her sights. It happened to magic users, blindness while the body diverts energy to be expelled in forms of the user’s whims. Least to the natural born elementalists and (in rumors) necromancers who … Continue reading Snowy Ground: The Coming Day Finale
Snowy Ground: The Coming Day Part 4
Sheep shears, excellent for the upkeep of one’s beard. The fresh air feeling entering he follicles of his beard brought clarity to his head. The aching tingle between his eyes ceased. Blonde strands floated away with the ebb and flow of the ocean’s waves before which he knelt. Snipping and pruning his hair like a … Continue reading Snowy Ground: The Coming Day Part 4
Snowy Ground: The Coming Day, Part 1
Chapter 4 Part 6, Night The sun passed over the sky, ushering in a raft of exhausted expeditioners, Eynnic guards, and Colmillo chaperones. With drooping eyes and wavering smiles they babbled amongst themselves in triumph. The star! The Star! It was beautiful! It was found at the bottom of the sea in a nest of … Continue reading Snowy Ground: The Coming Day, Part 1
Snowy Ground: Chapter 4, Part 5
“If someone experiences a great sorrow, the way to be of most service to that someone is to guide them through their ache rather than attempt to take the pain away.”Master. Abbess Superior Y’luunara, was a thrall to “the coming day”. Facing its approach like a shady march into oblivion. Lavia watched the sky in … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 4, Part 5
Snowy Ground: Chapter 4, Part 4
An explosion, long about midnight, kicked Clemnilshala and Samythiel out of their deep sleep. It was once she’d become aware of the world around her that she found her arm was a voice holding Samythiel to her side. She squashed his shoulders until there would be an audible crunch. Vocal apologies could never hope to … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 4, Part 4
Snowy Ground: Chapter 3 Part 10
Commander Vulac directed Lavia, as a ragling, to earn her remaining keep with the Lanh by following Clemnilshala on her errand. A priestess made sure to remind her that going along could mean that the Abbess would become pleased should the exile stay amongst the party and go on to the sea with them. This … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 3 Part 10
Snowy Ground: Chapter 3 part 9
Meanwhile, the rest of the party was welcomed into the Fox-Eye tavern, half-buried in snow that rained down. Rocks pelted the roof as the fight raged on a cliff’s edge overhead. This place with crawling with all sorts of humans, shiftlings, and dwarves alike. The eynnil of the group huddled together and rattled their hooves … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 3 part 9
Snowy Ground: Chapter 3 Part 8
Three expeditioneers drew their swords, knives and, in the the case of a lass, musical spoons that she’d been playing in the nights prior. They’d sensed it in the rocks. Samythiel, too, could feel the shift in the stone, an innate thing that all dwarves seemed to know whether they were from the prairies or … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 3 Part 8
Snowy Ground: Chapter 3 Part 7
Breakfast was comprised of catfish and salted bacon and stale bread with old, dust-flavored, butter on it. Should teach the poor fish to stare from the safety of his watery cradle. He was made of food, and the expeditioneers were hungry. Clemnilshala stretched upward, her joints and knuckles crackled like the wet spots of wood … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 3 Part 7
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