Please take note that I know that humans, elves and orcs and nymphs and whatnot age differently, this story is in an alternate universe where all the characters age on the same scale as humans. Thank you. *** The weather outside the café was bleak and cloudy – which was no surprise in this mess of an urban tangle reeking with metropolitan pollution and mel...
As night fell, Christoph looked to the horizon behind him, one he could never go to again, and was discomforted by the bright orange glow he saw there. He hoped the farm was okay and the glow was just from torches. The people of Plowman's Rest loved a good lynching, like any criminally tiny village with nothing better to do should, but they were usually reas...
The lord of the coven glided into the dungeon, pulled his cape around body so as not to reveal his manly, oiled bare chest and tight black leather crotchless pants too soon and surveyed the dimly lit chamber. He'd been pursuing DOMINEA down from the battlements in a spiral of uncounted rooms resonating with a cacophony of chatterly sound until he knew she co...
Welcome Adventurer! What lies before is a classic dungeon crawl using a very simplified rules system. This one will be short as I just want to find out how much effort this sort of thing takes. If it works out well I may do a Level 2. You will need a six sided die (otherwise called a d6) or access to d6 roller such as this one. You may also want a pencil in...
High elf Norala from house Windfall, who went by Nora was from a lesser noble family in the elven empire. She had always liked making magic-tech constructs and as she grew up, her parents allowed her to became a magic-tech engineer. It was a relatively prestigious profession with certain value when seeking marriage among lesser nobles. Though Nora was think...
The forest is a calm, serene setting, away from the hectic insanity from the human kingdoms and towns, and hidden away from the goblin dens where their scavengers would hopefully never find you. You took this plot for camp, burying your tent and fire within the dense trees. It was a place to relax from the mass of panic in every place you went. Goblin raid t...
**This is a direct sequel to The Best of Friends and resumes immediately as that story ends. To understand the events (such as they are) it is advised you read that force. Or don't, whatever, it's mostly porn anyway.** Leon stirred from his daze, his cock still throbbing inside Catalina's flooded snatch. The little goblin maid was resting her head on his ch...
Twenty-one cloaked figures stand in a circle, twenty of them wears dark red cloaks and one of them is clad in a black one. They chant in an unknown language and in complete disorder. All of them says the same thing, the same poem that they all learned by heart and repeated oh soo many times already, yet you can not hear anything even resembling syncron or or...
Author's Note: Welcome to the third and final chapter in the saga of Ree the goblin. I have to admit, I had a blast writing this story – it was a lot of fun to depart from some of my earlier writing. It would be interesting to write a sequel, but maybe not for a while yet. Again, many thanks to the author Karaline – without her support, insight and editing...
For the next two marching days the regiment made good progress, nearly thirteen leagues. The wounded of the 4th Reserve Company still slightly kept the pace slower than Rowan would have preferred but he would not ever offer a single word of complaint to the many still injured. They had fought and held their ground while their friends around them had died, al...