By midday the next day Gwendalyn and Cockweasel finally rode into the army campsite located right near the frontlines of the war against the orcs. It was a small camp of rangers away from the main host of the army. There were only about twenty soldiers there including a medic and the commander, Captain Harlen. It was the Captain that greeted them as they di...
Almandar had been surprised to receive the letter from Ansreal, the would-be paladin that Lady Tarissa had introduced him to a while ago. In it, she had asked him to meet her at the Silver Crown inn, but not to tell the others. It was a public place, and the woman was a devotee of Pardror, god of chivalry, so there seemed no reason to suspect an ulterior mot...
"I knight thee, Sir Cockweasel. Paladin of the Temple of Swords," declared Lord Knight Jontar, leader of the Paladins. He touched the flat side of his longsword to each shoulder of the small goblin kneeling in front of him. Cockweasel, for once in his life wasn't covered in grime. He was freshly bathed and scrubbed, actually feeling rather uncomfortable in...
Johanna pulled her cloak tighter around her as a chilling gust of wind blew through the temple courtyard. The beautiful young flame haired priestess rushed hurriedly across the cobbled yard as dusk descended on the city. Johanna was a junior priestess of Adeva, the Goddess of Love. It was rare a priestess of Adeva was summoned to the Temple of Swords to wo...
(FYI for everyone. The story contains a little bit of a bait and switch as far as the monster goes. I started going one way, then had inspiration in another direction and I did not want to re-write everything I had already accomplished. Thanks for understanding.) Shereena) * The Night Cloak Inn sat quiet. It had been nearly 2 weeks since Shereena and Vi...
Welcome to a world of high fantasy. A world where Elves, fairies, orcs and humans all coexist, along with countless other creatures. A world of magic and steel, kings and castles, dragons and maidens. Despite how different this world may seem, many things are still the same. For one thing most women of any type still have powerful senses of modesty. In this...
Drops of sweats flew in the air as the knight in armour barely avoided the thrusted spear. The spar had lasted more than the average combat duration, and it showed as the two opponents caught their breath, both exhausted. The knight and the experienced old man silently faced each other, waiting for the slightest instant of weakness from the other side. "Eno...
Stepping through a portal was always exhilarating. It only lasted an instant, but it caused Jaina's entire body to tingle. She opened her eyes and instinctively squeezed her thighs together. "What the hell is this?!" Jaina's eyes widened and her hands immediately shot up to cover her chest. On the floor in front of her was a Blood Elf girl, no doubt a palad...
Author's Note: And so begins the Intruders Arc! This is basically to introduce the intruders, so no sex, and I'm sorry it's so short. Don't worry though, things definitely pick up in the next chapter! ;) **** "How much longer until the door is open?" Sashia Lightblessed asked tersely, standing tensely and alert for any sign of an ambush, sparing barely a...
Daylight filters through her window in pale filaments across her eyes. She wakes with a low groan, her ears ringing with the sound of her own pulse. Awareness returns to her in a flood of sensation. The air is hot and musty with lingering scents of wine and sweat. Aribeth half-expects to wake in her own bed--a simple, spartan thing in her quarters undernea...