IFS ZEPHYR MIRACLE! SURVIVORS TELLS ALL! Half-Orc Walks Away from Fiery Death! Greetings, fellow Tarantians! It is I, Victor Wright, your faithful and vigilant editor, bringing you an exclusive story that only a paper of this breadth and quality could possibly do! Just yesterday, our humble offices were visited by none other than the sole survivor of the...
Maximillian Cornwallis swung the dull grey blade of his machete, cleaving a narrow path through the dense vines in his way. Though he had sharpened its edge the night before, every slice dulled the edge a fraction and made the next chopping motion incrementally more difficult. His right arm ached from the hours of strenuous effort, but he didn't trust his le...
Author's Note: There be centaurs ahead. You have been warned. Sorry about the long break between chapters. Shouldn't have to wait too long for the next part, though; it's almost done. This chapter isn't the most exciting, I know, but some plot needed to be moved along and so here we are. Thanks again for the the nice feedback so far. Chapter 13 - Bann Bann...
Zyra had fallen to the ground a total of fifty-six times in the last seven days. Out of those times, Medean had failed to catch her four times. Two of the incidents occurred because she had bounced off an air current, causing her to fly off into a random direction. The third happened because Medean had been called away for a moment. "Go," Caligula said sh...
"Come one! Come all! See the world's most intelligent orc and other exotic wonders, gathered from the farthest reaches of Arcanum to be viewed by you! Yes, you!" I paused in the sidewalk, then turned to face the twelve year old who had just thrust his cane at me. The street urchin had been set upon an empty crate of Proudfoot Stout and was waving a cane in...
*Marie:* Patrick offered me his hand and helped me get to my feet. He was looking at me thoughtfully with his kind, honest eyes and smiling with his dimples on display. Patrick's smiles make my heart melt. He touched my face gently and said, "Thank you, Marie," just like that, and he meant it. I was thinking, "What a sweet thing to say. Little intimate thi...
"Bring the bitch out," Captain Bonny Blue said, leaning back against her wooden, salt-crusted throne. "Aye-aye captain," her newest cabin-girl responded perkily, and quickly scampered towards the aft of the ship. Captain Bonny admired her cabin-girl's cute little butt as she went, especially the way it looked in her skintight shorts. The girl (Clover was...
Chapter 30: Recovery Creedon was not a bad being. He was not ignorant of the differences between good and evil. On the contrary. He was only too aware of that delicate balance. How the balance had tipped out of his favor. How he had to work to get it back. The powerful witch stared at the frazzled female village with curiosity. Currently he sat in a tree...
The concrete of the tunnel is cold against the exposed skin of my ass, but my short legs barely respond after collapsing upon my meaty cheeks. The tremors in my thighs continue long after I sit down, and I have to concentrate to feel the vibrations of the approaching train in my bones. I know that all I have to do is stand, climb aboard and switch trains at...
Gyllen had woken up on an exceptionally lovely morning. Strong sunlight was breaking through the curtains and birds could be heard singing to one other outside from the window. As he sat up in bed, stretched and yawned, a rap at the door was heard. Gyllen quickly got out of the comfortable confines of his bed, threw on a gown and opened it to be greeted by R...