Author's note: There's a non-consent scene in this one. Just a warning for anyone who might be disturbed by that kind of thing. As always, feel free to leave comments, and enjoy! April 22nd, 2019. Location: Earth. Three days prior to the disappearance of Nathan Van Dyke. "Julie?" I checked my hotel key, making sure that I was at the right room. The...
The half-dwarrow named Grail was sitting alone in relative silence in the common room of the Inn of the Five Stones in the halfling village of Boggy Bottom, contemplating how the perfection of a full tankard of ale was, at best, a transitory thing, when a woman's voice distracted him from his musings. "Hey Grail - are you busy? I need your help with somethi...
Fighting was never the most difficult part of my life. Sure it had danger -- the possibility of painful death. Yet I was an excellent swordsman and danger was the spice and joy of my occupation. It was all the other stuff that bothered me. The most obvious frustration involved the removal of bodily wastes. Urination was the most frequent problem. Rarely di...
I sighed as I sank into the water of Valorwind Lake. I looked at the shore where I had left my mail armor. It felt good to finally peel it off my lithe body. Some days I wished for the old days when I could wear leather. The mail I wore these days just was not pliant enough for my liking. The cool water flowing over my naked body made my battle hot skin ti...
The half-dwarrow named Grail was sitting alone in relative silence in the common room of the Inn of the Five Stones in the halfling village of Boggy Bottom, contemplating how the perfection of a full tankard of ale was, at best, a transitory thing, when a woman's voice distracted him from his musings. "Hey Grail - are you busy? I need your help with somethi...
The Battle of Orbendarth. It wasn't even close. The commander of the Rathkin army was strong, he was powerful. Foes kneel before him, his army listened to every word. Commander Rixx was the most powerful general that ever lived. Not only could he command an army the most perfect possible, he was a demon in his armor. A demon to anybody that looked at him. Co...
Chapter 15 Corec galloped toward the line of archers, cursing himself for not having a lance. He'd finally given in and bought a crossbow, but he'd never had need for a lance in real life before, not having used the bulky weapon since training with the knights. He'd have to make do with his sword. He detached the weapon from the harness on his back and toss...
This is my very first submitted story as myself, I've been here for a while and seen some great authors and I want to try my hand at being exposed. While I love good criticism, bad criticism is what helps people grow with their works, now there is a difference between bad and jus fucking with me, please leave healthy criticism. Thank you. Even though it is n...
Chapter 1 "The Children of War" He stood in the doorway; the unruly, raven mane barely cleared the frame and flowed down between his shoulders. A half done attempt to hold it back with a leather strap threatened to tear loose and give in to the midnight wave of his curly locks. A giant's hand, rough and gnarled from year's of hard labor swatted back the...
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