A Disturbed House, part six

After reclaiming her pipe, Nima watched Constance softly puff on it until she was asleep.  Nima settled in with the pages, eventually slipping into slumber herself. Eventually, a shifting pressure caused Nima to groggily wake.  She felt hot rancid breath on her neck, and bristly hair scratched her cheek.  The scent of strong drink washed... Continue Reading →

A Disturbed House, part five

Cullen felt a chill down his spine, knowing that these words are connected to the presence of this charnel house.   His fellow searchers were overtaken by a near manic state of relief at the seeming lack of danger.  The presence of the pits of bones obviously unnerved them, but they took refuge in pompous... Continue Reading →

The Knowledge Thief

“But it’s a brothel,” Renton exclaimed. Ambrose sighed.  “You need to broaden your horizons.  This place is reputable and clean.  They even pay their taxes.” Renton looked at his friend out of the corner of his eye. “You aren’t serious?” “Trust me.  This is how things work in Red Maple.  You’ll get used to it.”... Continue Reading →

A Disturbed House, complete draft to date

The air was colder as they approached the mountains, leaving Nima grateful that Ulrich was so thoughtful to obtain a thick fur cloak before leaving the last settlement.  She was still concerned that she heard Selig berating the man the next night.  She snuggled deeper into the cloak, although it didn’t seem to bother Selig... Continue Reading →

A Disturbed House, Part Four

The portcullis was raised and the gates stood open and there was a skittering of startled little claws.  Cullen groaned.  His dislike of rats was well-known to the others.   The walk through the gatehouse was a nervous affair with the walls and ceiling lined with holes for attacking anyone attempting to assault the structure.... Continue Reading →

A Disturbed House, Part Three

After the food was packed away and the dishes cleaned, the pages split up the duties of night watch.  Ulrich chuckled and asked where the rest of them figured into the job.  He was rebuked with chidings that all the old people needed sleep.   “Silence that disrespect!”  Osa’s roar shook the walls of the courtyard. ... Continue Reading →

A Disturbed House, Part Two

The party walked back to the encampment in the town center.  They occupied the southern part of the plaza while the rest of the expedition was to the north. As they approached, the nobleman’s pages stood waiting to assist.  They helped remove the party’s equipment and everyone began seeing to maintenance, oiling blades and beating... Continue Reading →

A Disturbed House, Part One

The air was colder as they approached the mountains, leaving Nima grateful that Ulrich was so thoughtful to obtain a thick fur cloak before leaving the last settlement.  She was still concerned that she heard Selig berating the man the next night.  She snuggled deeper into the cloak, although it didn’t seem to bother Selig... Continue Reading →

A Fortunate Meeting, Part One

Rory sighed at the complaining of his warriors.  Neither he or Brastic were chained, but the rest were bound in manacles.  The fact that they still live was little consolation. Btastic had been getting a laugh at their moaning over the circumstances.  They already did not like the man so there was little harm to... Continue Reading →

A Timely Meeting, Part Two

He heard Brastic sigh in relief.  The two men were far from friends, but they had learned to respect one another and he knew that Rory could have both a commanding presence and skill in social protocols.  A full head shorter than his servant, Rory was not a man to underestimate. “So, Captain,” rory said,... Continue Reading →

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