2 Making A Dress of Cotton and One of Hemp "There are ruminations and guesses at what the Forgotten Lands used to look like before the God's War. From what few ruins can be found, vast cities of advanced technological construction seem to be a recurring theme, and while one can make certain logical assumptions about how these advances were achieved, no one...
Finbar McTeague (a.k.a. "The Surgeon") noticed he had gotten to the Jazz bar around the middle of the crew. The Crew being the other Assassins in America. The assassins he had grown up with, fought against and won with. He had heard there would be a few legends showing up tonight, but didn't count on it, the price was only a mediocre amount. Lazlo Soot was...
You ride up the road leading to the main gate. After months of preperation, you are finally here and will finally assassinate the horrid ruler of High Harthland. ***** Hey. I am updating this periodically. Sorry for the delay I know it's been a little while since my last update. Additionally, sorry for the immense amounts of spelling errors. I guess I was mo...
*** An excerpt from SOUP Wars *** Kerin groaned gently as loud and obscene noises from the room next to him disturbed his gentle slumber. He eyed Felina. The snoring fairy seemed unfazed by the ruckus. The young Gypsy covered his head with a heavy blanket, hoping it would muffle the obnoxious and rather obscene sounds. It didn't work well. Kyern's new room...
Another week of travel found the pair in the massive city of Praza, nestled against the coast and protected by the surrounding mountains. The architecture was a mix between rugged and magnificent; the air was thick with sea salt with the faintest hum of energy. What kind, Sira couldn't put her finger on; but the city felt distinctly alien to her. Elanna was...
Wearing a dress again and riding Diamondhead at full tilt like nothing more than a flea on his back, it somehow felt natural to be Stephanie once more, but I could find no pleasure in the ride as we raced toward the palace. My heart was cold, my path clear. The morning sun had all but burned away the fog by the time I reached the palace hill, but my clothes...
Your name is John Doe and you are a General with the Revolutionary Army of Oceana. You fight to free slaves imprisoned by the King. Right now you are on the plains of Azura far to the north of the capital. You command a force of one thousand men. "Sir Doe!" a man comes to you out of breath and bleeding. You recognize him as the scout you sent to l...
A/N: I have been writing this story and I have completed it. It is seven parts. I would really appreciate any kind of thoughts/comments of what you think of this story. The sex... in the next three parts... well... I think it is worth the wait. Please let me know if you would like to read them. Thank you so much if you do! *Silent Writer* ---- Drayus look...
Volume 4: Dereliction of Duty Chapter XV: Better Mouse Traps Sarah kept her collar high as she made her way around the outer rim of the village towards the sheriff's home. Along the way she passed a few farmers and the occasional city guard- every time she did her throat pinched, but eventually she managed to get to Cosnu's abode with limb and sanity mor...
Chapter 1 Ashley drummed the mithral buckler on her arm as she watched the sun set on the port city of Calimsha. The black metal airship she was riding slowly descended into the city's dwarven enclave for repairs, which would give her enough time to cash in several days worth of shore leave. While she had not been in Calimsha before, her roommate had grown...