“I have plans for the old man, Firiel. Him dying is inconvenient to those plans.” Firiel gave me a look then that made me pause. Even to my own ears, my words sounded… cold. Like the only value in Ser Carrigan is what he will do for me in the future. It’s not that, and […]
Two Tails…. Er… I mean Tales.
Lt. Gwenn’s journal “Well, a prehensile tail can be quite… fetching, Gwenn.” I swear, I don’t know what made me blush about that– her words, the image in my mind of Marco’s tail, or the thing she said about lockpicking. I do not think she was talking about actual locks. In any case, the conversation […]
Lady Fenton’s Bow
Gwenn returns with her journals. I wish Rob had never died. I wish I’d never run off, never joined the resistance. Some days, I wish I’d stayed in Kindel and politely discussed the world outside while nibbling on sandwiches and deciding what dress to wear to the next party. And then I meet someone like […]
How He Dies
This is a side-story in the Moving Forward RPG campaign, from the point of view of Emilien, our NPC rogue/fighter. He died in our last session, effectively shutting up Gwenn’s voice for a bit. Emilien shook his head as the rest of the Harriers ran off to delve further into the mines. Guard the rear and […]
Cliches and Icons, Part 2
So, there we were, knee-deep (waist deep for halflings) in gelatinous cube! And suddenly, as we tried to run away, it shlooped up itself into a cube and started advancing on us! In the distance, we saw another cube form– two of them! We attacked one of the cubes, slowing it down, but we were […]