“First things, first,” Stephan muttered as he ran back up to the room to douse any fires that may have been burning out of control. He found the table cloth he’d accidentally set afire smoldering and producing some smoke but, luckily, the fabric was not readily flammable. He made sure it was out and then [...]
Entries from April 2009
April 24, 2009
Bats!
Stephan bolted up at the noise. And a lucky thing too as one of the voracious bats had just alighted on his leg, making to sink its hollow fangs into his femoral. With a spasm, Stephan launched the wad of leather and rubber–for that is what the bat seemed to be–across the room.
Irina screamed. The [...]
April 18, 2009
A Threat From Above
Hasan nodded at Maruc’s pronouncement. There was no other choice. He slowly moved up the stairs to the second level of the great hall, and turned to find rest in one of the bedrooms nearby. He collapsed, still armored, into the modest bed and was soon asleep.
Aside to Maruc, Stephan said, “Maruc, I’m sure Irina [...]
April 15, 2009
“What Happened?”
The noise of the armored dwarf’s clatterous fall rang through through the night, but followed by a sudden, nearly-complete silence. The fall of the indomitable dwarf stunned all but the crickets, who still faithfully chirped their evening forecast. Hasan could hear it. The crickets felt the night would stay hot.
Hasan hunched toward the dwarf. He [...]
April 9, 2009
Where’s Feldard?
Stephan heaved the blood-soaked wolf off his chest pushing it to the side. Gathering his wits and trying to expel the stench from his nostrils, he looked for Pyotr.
“Pyotr! What are you doing, man?”, his elder brother, despite a serious wound at the base of his neck, was assisting Maruc with some heavy lifting. Darya [...]
April 6, 2009
Desperate Struggle
The snarl of the wolf sent a chill down Stephan’s spine. But he kept his wits and keeping his wounded side away from the wolf, he tightened his grip on his sword and raised his shield.
Muttering perhaps loudly enough for Pyotr to hear he said, “Watch the eyes! They’ll clue you in where he’ll strike. [...]