Written by Beau Gauthreaux
The afternoon was somber, hazy and warm. I woke up to a cat licking my face, and had been asleep for several hours on the ground in an abandoned alleyway. Using my magic earlier against the systemic affects of the crippleweed had an adverse affect making me weak and tired, so I decided to sleep. (more…)
Written by Beau Gauthreaux
Beyond the Great Red Desert of Zethon, which separated humans from the barbaric trolls and goblins, lay the lush green forests that contained the human kingdoms. For many years these kingdoms had peace, but Kronen, the king of Silverhill, became corrupt and sought power and magic beyond his understanding. (more…)