Month: December 2017

A Precarious Plan   “Look who I brought,” Zeph announced, arriving on horseback with a darkly cloaked figure Cahrin recognized at once. “I sort of saved his life—and he, mine.” Selgrin groaned. “Raven!” Copius stood up to give greeting. “It’s g-good to have you back.” Is Tendrils of Darkness new to you? Click here to […]

Schie Kalro   It took three more days to climb the mountainside where the Rulakon made their home, days that would have been better spent marching the clans toward Asormo. Azren would not welcome the delay, though Pa’hu could hardly care. He’d come to dislike Azren and his minions almost as much as the ghasiv. […]

The Start of a War     “You see, it all started last fall,” Biltrin began. The others formed a circle around him. Zeph scooted in—he always did love a good story. “There was a growing worry among the merchants with the number of caravan raids going on.” “Most of the Western Kingdoms’ wealth comes […]

The Crow’s Message     Raven had expected a death sentence. What he got was his own bulstan keeper: an imposing warden who watched over him even during his sleep, never more than a dozen steps away. No longer was Raven a guest. He was trapped, unable to leave the confines of the campsite. If […]

Wolf Encounter   Zeph was beginning to think Biltrin had taken one too many knocks to the head. Who goes charging off alone into a pack of blood hungry wolves, anyway? It was always the quiet ones that ended up foaming at the mouth—and when Biltrin did talk, it was about that soldier’s code of […]

Ambush   The acceptance of the challenge came quickly—too quickly, as far as Pa’hu was concerned. Vergud certainly did not take the time to consult with the clan elders. It was possible he had anticipated the challenge, but even Pa’hu had not considered rocca an option until he had learned that Azren’s armies were on […]

The Many Eyes of the Ilpith   Mud and rocks swelled up from the ground, seemingly in slow motion, giving Cahrin time to choose between life and revenge. She skipped across the rising mound without regret or trepidation. Packed dirt climbed to the ceiling behind her, closing off escape, sealing her with her enemies. One apprentice […]