The Half Dragon - 5: Backroom PlottingThe following morning Myrla was woken by a light tapping on her door by who she assumed were guards sent by Lord Laurier. The muffled voice through the door told her she wouldn't be allowed to leave until the shackle was locked around her wrist, and once it was she was to tend to Lord Laurier who was aboard The Hosta for his morning routine.
For obvious reasons, Myrla hadn't slept very much for the rest of the night. After that odd encounter, and being locked in her room after he left, all she could do is lay awake in an odd mixture of fear and curiosity. It eventually subsided to fatigue, but not long fast enough that she got a full night's sleep. But it was early in the morning and the fatigue she felt was more a product of just waking up rather than a lack of sleep—which would come later in the day.
As she stepped aboard The Hosta, she could hear the sound of heavy industrial chains moving below deck, and all too familiar sound to her over many years tendi
Incident ReportIncident Report
The planet’s designation was DDG-5661-G2. We classified it as a ‘demon planet’. Class 9Z/9. Even the captain said that there was barely even a chance that there would be life on it. Despite the breathable atmosphere, barely breathable, as reflected by planetary scans, the weather system was ridiculous. Severe storms on a regular basis, compounded by the fact that the planet had a hugely variable temperature and precipitation range, as well as the fact that the planet itself was tectonically active. The ecosystem is far worse, with so many harsh predators, and deadly diseases that it is inconceivable that life might evolve on that rock.
Preposterous, even, that life might exist, let alone flourish on that crazy ball of rock.
Yet, we were informed that the preceding survey ship had found life, intelligent life on the planet. This was no primitive society either. They were advanced, though the usag
2WB1: Vol. 1 Chapter 49: Wanderer in the Rye
[Chapter contains blood and violence.]
The Umbramancer’s spiked ethereal chain whipped out from under his sleeve down upon the Apprentices and the Enraans. But Jennifer had already had her Geomancy focused. She threw her fist in the air and wall of rock erupted from under the snow. The bladed chain slashed the rock. Jennifer thrust her gold-glowing daggers into the wall and the rock shattered outward, sending stones and splinters flying.
At the same time, Jack’s immolated hand flew out throwing a flame that detonated where Chained stood. There was an explosion of fire and rock. Dust, snow and small stones blew in their faces.
Chained suddenly phased behind the two Apprentices in a fast, close-range teleport. His chains wrapped around them and yanked them towards him. The two Apprentices collided into each other. Chained then whipped his leg, kicking both of them in the gut. All at the same
The Elvire chapter 4Chapter 4
"Dust, it's been a month since Reality left, you need to get out of the house." Uncle Theo said to Dust, she had just left her room well after noon. Reality leaving had sent her into a deep depression, one that her uncle couldn't seem to break. it was getting so serious that he was starting to become worried about the child, and he had found hardly anything about the robbery of the Museum. Save for Dust's emotional problems, the world seemed to be perfect, and he didn't trust that feeling.
"I don't feel like going out today uncle," Dust said as she grabbed some cereal from the cupboard. As she reached up Theo saw that her fur was dirty, and that her belly had progressed to seem like she was in the middle of her third month. In fact this was the first time that Theo could tell that she was pregnant without looking hard.
"Well, as your guardian and Uncle I think that you need to spend some time outside, and take a shower." Dust glared at him, her taking a shower or not
The Elvire chapter 2Chapter 2
The Museum of Magic
Reality didn't awake right away. If anything, waking up felt like pushing through a thick miasma of darkness, his senses only returning to him slowly. When he finally did wake up, it took him a moment to remember where he was.
Looking around, he saw that his bed was rather roughed up, and there were signs that he had had a fierce night of passion. His eyes widened as what had happened came rushing back to him.
But where was Dust? Had she been ashamed of what the spell had made them do and left?
"Dust?" Reality called out, getting out of bed. He grabbed some boxer shorts and slid them on, walking into the living room where he found the kitsune anthro sitting on the couch. He wanted to apologize for last night--as magical as it had been in more ways than one--but he felt like he had also intensely wronged her. Could she ever forgive him? "Are you alright?"
Dust sat on the couch, the spell book in front of her, she heard Reality ask the question and look
The Half Dragon - 4: The Burned ManSeveral hours had passed since Laurier and his crew had hijacked the ship that had shot down the luxury vessel earlier that morning. In that time, many small-time lords had gathered around the airship, standing around seriously and pretending they were relevant to the situation. As far as Laurier was concerned, they were little more than peasants who had figured out how to hire a couple mercenaries and tax their neighbors. He had allowed a few of the more competent people inside the ship however, Lord Jerison and his cohorts in particular due to their skill in the business of airship construction.
Lord Jerison was an older man on the brink of sixty, and certainly looked his age. He had made a living building and selling airships to more powerful aristocrats, with his specialty being his flight control mechanisms. If anyone were to understand how this bizarre machine worked, it would be him.
“Well, we have seen the majority of this before,” he said, finally stepping away fro
2WB1: Vol. 1 Chapter 48: Boiling Point p2
“Everyone’s lost their bloody minds!” Lawk clenched his ears as he explained to everyone in the kitchen. “They’re about ready to outright murder someone!”
“Why!?” Kataak demanded. “What’s happened?”
Lawk reached into his shoulder bag. “We found these hanging in the trees!” And dropped the bloody pelt of a furred animal on the table.
There were gasps and cries of shock in the room. Emika’s face went pale and she covered her face upon smelling the blood.
“Oh, ‘Cestors! Is that a dog!?” Jennifer shrieked in horror.
“Lizards too. Apparently someone didn’t like us fouling their poor little ears with our opinion at the forum, but they didn’t have the teeth to say it to our faces. The stupid bastards even threw up a sign
2WB1: Vol. 1 Chapter 48: Boiling Point p1
Jack awoke to the sound of…a rooster?
He slowly opened his eyes to a dim room with wood paneling. Through the window that faced him he could see an orange sky and purple clouds. Was the sun setting?
He lay in a bed with plain white sheets in an equally plain room with a single dresser with a lamp on it. Small paintings hung on the walls depicting lakes and wildlife. His sword sat in its sheath against the wall. It wasn’t until he smelled the dusty old room did he recognize where he was. This was Jennifer’s house – more specifically, the guest bedroom. He remembered playing in this room all the time when he visited.
Jack jumped when the door creaked open. Monica came in with bags under her eyes and a cup of tea in her hands. She turned on the lamp on the side and gasped. She set her teacup on the dresser and squeezed the air from Jack’s lungs.
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