The Ancient Graveyard A supernatural series of stories mostly set in the Ancient Graveyard of Grazghul Note: Hardcore undead sex "Turn back to all who enter! Here lies Zarnath the Undying, the accursed Lord of Grazghul." - A sign among the tombstones. Episode 5: The Lord of Grazghul Midnight, in Zarnath's crypt in the Ancient Graveyard of Grazghul....
Sergeant Darbe chewed thoughtfully on the end of his cigar, turning it in his mouth while he absent-mindedly punched a series of numbers into the glowing red keypad at his fingertips. His chewing paused for a long moment... then the keypad beeped twice and turned green. His chewing resumed. In front of him a man-sized pod began to disassemble to a symphony o...
This part is a little long so 'bear' (pun) with me, the ending is a little darker than I am used to writing, and is something I never have written about, nor personally explored. To the anonymous emailer, and the rest if you want to know, I do own two American Quarter horses, no, I don't have any carnal knowledge of them, sorry, this is all fantasy. To the r...
Administrator. I know. Does it have to do with Mister Welkin? So it would seem. What is our plan of action? Remain watchful. An attempt to send a message is rather inconsequential. Only if the Run is breached will we act. Understood. But if that does happen, what action do we take? ... Administrator? I think the action depends on the severi...
Standing on the hill looking down at the army, I was amazed at how far we had come in just a year. From a few thousand men to legions flying banners. We had fought hard and won. Men seemed to flock to the winners it seemed. Especially if the winning army was fighting for something they believed in. But tomorrow's battle would be the culmination of a dream fo...
Vivian stared at the smorgasbord of data in the file folder on her monitor screen. "This is everything?" "Yeah," Garthex said. His image was grainy on the older monitor that Vivian had pulled from her closet to replace the one fried by the being that had called itself Colleen. "We've been rooting around for clues about the lore since the beta." Vivian pu...
Chapter 18 - A night's stroll to the cemetary Both Natalie and Christie awoke with a start as the blankets and sheets that covered them were jerked away. "Wake up! You're late!" A female voice shouted at them. Both girls relaxed when they saw Tlueindra standing over them smiling as her eyes moved up and down as she looked at the two other girl's naked bod...
Niizkka'Lor Stonefist -often referred to as Nikka by her human patrons- stood at her grinding stone, sharpening a recently-crafted bastard sword. The female orc kept her forge and her stand of various wares situated in the city square, where she could catch the attention of as many potential customers as possible. The other human merchants and vendors who ke...
Ethedra sank down onto the now empty sarcophagus. This is what I get for coming out with only a mercenary. She could feel her armor was half ripped off, and yet still could hear the weird howls off in the distance of the demons and their masters. "Lady, have you healed?" Markullah asked. He was little better. His chain armor was ripped in a dozen spots. Sh...
“What do you mean it doesn’t fit?” The armor smith asked, “Surely you must be fooling with me.” “No, sir.” The young soldier said. “You’re telling me that your steel codpiece is too small?” “That’s right,” the soldier confirmed. “I don’t believe it,” the armor smith said. “Well you see when I was a young lad, a witch caught me spying on her while she wa...