Jan 11
“So, he knows we’re coming,” Tebryn said, as they walked along the road that led up to the Marque’s manor. They had exited the forest and crossed the fields of cabbages and potatoes that filled most of the island, and the gravel road left them all feeling a little exposed. “Apparently,” Max said. “Right, right,” …
Dec 04
The soft snick of turning ivory cylinders rang loud in the silence of the cathedral. “Would you mind not staring so hard?” Tebryn asked, the tip of his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth as he delicately turned the tumblers. “You’ll bore holes in me with your eyes soon enough.” “Get on with …
Jul 27
“Did you find anything?” Catherine asked, calling down from the top of the cliff as they made their way out of the ship. “Not sure,” Tebryn called back before anyone else could answer. “Tell you when we get up there.” Keith was first up the rope, scrambling up the rocks to the grassy top in …
Jun 28
So after several months of gaming in the Anima world, I finally have an idea of what Tebryn looks like in the flesh. And the fantastic Annah Lang (no relation, sadly), and player of Arkara has created this amazing piece of artwork for me! She’s already taken on the all the art for the Mass Effect …
May 15
The Church was abandoned—that was really the only way to describe it. The doors were shut tight and only a track from the road to the belltower through the waist-high grass showed the place to be visited at all—and probably by Catherine if Max was reading the situation correctly. The small graveyard was around the …
May 12
An Interlude Dieter Helsm entered the dark hall and looked across to the tall man at the far side, staring out the window over the dark courtyard beyond. At the man’s feet a black panther stretched languidly, raising his head to observe the intruder. It’s master, however, stayed as still as a statue. “Welcome, number …
May 10
Maxwell DuPont woke up—if that is even the correct phrase—on a beach. At least, he thought it was a beach. There was sand, which his face was currently stuck to, and the smell of salt, and a piles of drying seaweed at what was probably the high tide mark. There was also a small crab …
May 04
It would have been a slaughter. It should have been a slaughter. By rights it would have taken a few minutes to put everyone to the blade and take the airship. And it would have been had the flustered Merchant who Tebryn had already christened ‘Weasel’ in his head hadn’t brought along his rangy bodyguard. …
May 03
If he had been conventionally sane, he’d never have taken the job. On the other hand it paid well and the chance to thumb his nose at the grand Prince Lucrecio, was too good to pass up, even if the Prince had no idea he was doing it. That was, after all, the safest way …
