Written by | Posted June 3, 2016 – 11:21 am First, Finest, Last (Anryl)

She was barely fifty years old* when she took her first – a contract handed out in Everlook, though how she’d ended up in that godsforsaken ice-sheet she couldn’t be sure. It was a simple thing to kill the woman listed on the paper she had signed. Anryl had no idea what Telwae Lightsorrow had […]

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Ficlet Friday: Pilgrim’s Bounty
no responses - Posted 11.25.11

This is not at all the ficlet I set out to write, but it’s what happened when I started. I figure I’ll just run with it today, and enjoy a little glimpse into Aely and Arrens’ celebration of Pilgrim’s Bounty.

Aelflaed: First, Finest, Last
1 response - Posted 11.10.11

Lars was her first, the man from whom she got her hair and her temper, who taught her to tell stories. Though he was often tired, and his hands were always stained with ore, his green eyes had twinkled …

Decorations, of a sort
no responses - Posted 12.21.10

“Pssst. Wot!” **

Wot peered up and down the hallway of the University, blue eyes scanning warily for the source of his name.

“Wot!  Over here!”

After a moment he spotted Ben, the other squire’s sandy brown head poking out …

The honour of your presence…
4 responses - Posted 12.17.10

Aely sat in the staff lounge sipping her tenth cup of coffee and staring at the letter in her hand. Since Stormwind’s destruction, the University’s infirmary had seen its fair share of injured. Aely had taken the reins as the …


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