<cues up Rod Serling>
Imagine if you will, a world in which two fates collide at a much earlier period of time. Where mischievousness meets gallantry, where sociability meets reticence, and the fate of the world hangs in the balance, wholly contingent on the ability of two forces of nature coming together in–if not harmony–then strategic alliance, a union whereby….
“Shor’s bones, will you PLEASE watch where you aim that thing. I won’t spend another day picking mountain flowers just because you torched the entire supply!!!” Continue reading
Over at deviantart, IrisSeptim posted a lovely piece, updating a portrait of Elspeth she did several years ago. I cannot begin to tell you how much it warms my heart that people still think of my character after all these years. I’ve been struggling with writing for some time now and things like this really do help inspire. Continue reading
“Ezra? Ezra are you home?” Ivy’s voice cracked.
“Yeah, I’m here. Are you okay? Alex said you were sick.” Ezra was surprised to see Ivy’s name pop up on his phone—even more so when he heard her voice.
“It’s awful,” she replied.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “Is there anything I can do?” Continue reading
Disclaimer: It’s stupid. I’m sorry. But I only have so much written on this, an original, non-Elder-Scrolls character and the stuff that’s actually good doesn’t make much sense without any context. So, allow me to introduce you to Felix, who I may be sharing more of later. Many thanks, of course, to Memai for helping bring him to life. Continue reading
I wrote this several years ago in a fit of writer’s block. I do not have writers block now–in fact I am working steadily on the next chapter. However, it seems appropriate to repost since I now have artwork from the amazing memai to accompany it. Enjoy!
Whatever prowess Dragonborn Elspeth demonstrates in battle, she owes to the formidable Xeri Tharys, her irreverent and sardonic trainer and mentor, who was also her father’s trainer and mentor. Continue reading