The battle field One side stood an army of darkness. It was a collection of outcast, orcs, criminals, goblins and off the light. Some of them were just humans that were outcast. Some of them were sword for hires. Others were beast taking from hell itself with bones of the enemy as necklaces. They had mages in the back row to do long distance attacks and hea...
Lyra yawned as the fire flickered mesmerizingly in front of them. She pulled the loose fur coat around her more tightly, staving away the chilly moisture of the cave. The mysterious man sipped gently on his hot water. "Where are you from, miss? You don't look like the kind of person to be wandering the Badlands on your own." Lyra shifted around uncomfortab...
As the world loads in you rise up, drawing up your power... before unceremoniously flopping onto the ground. What's the point? The heroes would just waltz through and kill you 20 minutes from now. You didn't even get the satisfaction of killing them over and over again like the bosses did. You were just a creep put here so the heroes could farm XP. The more...
Author's Note: This story was written at the suggestion of a medieval re-enactor friend who served as the template for the main character. She has recently passed away and this story is now dedicated to her memory. Goodbye Artemas Innkeeper of the Inn of the Drunken Hare, March 5, 2008. * The two forest outlaws watched nervously from the edge of Barnesda...
The Thrill of the Chase Zalen closed his eyes, enjoying the cool water around him. This place definitely had a wonderful pool. It felt so luxurious. And so calm, just the muted chatter from somewhere outside. The Master of Keys had finally arrived in Domarrak yesterday. He'd sent word to him after they'd arrived but it was still quite a trip from Is'arain...
In the kingdom of Pendragon, slavery is a burgeoning industry. Anyone can end up as one if they aren't strong or lucky enough. Slaves can be purchased, sold, and traded legally by anyone with the right business sense and magic. Slaves cannot be freed and are at the mercy of their current owner. Often kept naked to denote their sub-human status, some are cher...
"Oh, Mark, please let me open this one," Cadence begged as she skipped about with spunky energy. "Please, please, please. You've gotten to open them all so far, and I haven't gotten a single one." "That's because I'm the leader, you dumb bitch," Mark growled as he struggled to drag a sack full of looted treasure that was easily five times his weight. "I get...
The sun was setting in the horizon and it was time to have a cheer, thus the crew took a trip to a rough inn along a tropical coast that was owned by a fun-loving and yet dangerous pirate captain named Captain "Parrot Charmer" Knuckles where pirates come to relax and recount stories and legends from their days at sea. "What're ye on about, Poop Deck Nadine?...
Gamer Goddess Ch.01 by Tx Tall Tales (c) ============================== The Gamer Goddess meets her match. This story is very online-gaming-centric. It uses a lot of concepts, vocabulary and acronyms from games, especially Diablo 3, which this story revolves around. If you're not a gamer, it's likely this story might not be for you. Just a heads-up. A l...
It was a fine ship originally built by the French; I was the first mate when we captured her four years ago and refitted her with extra sails and 16 cannons to make her fast and just as deadly as any ship the French or Spanish could throw at us just short of a ship of the line. I ascended to captain after our previous captain was killed in the hand-to-hand...