Queen Morion is captivated by a powerful, magical gem. With it, she can do just about anything. Without it, she meets the brink of insanity.
...I know that I'm not supposed to begin with the third chapter, but I'm not satisfied at all with the first and second at the moment, so here it is... I'm not satisfied with this either (I'm sure I could put a little more effort into it) but I'd enjoy some criticism, so criticise! Angelstorm
This is the second chapter of my Battle school story. I've choosen not to switch characters around anymore, the ones you saw before are the ones you get now.
The elf relaying this tale is the same elf in the Haiku; she's rescuing a wizard whee
This is a haiku I wrote about one of my characters, an elven fighter/archer, for a contest on a site I played her at. It came joint first :o) (long story how she got to have the same name as me ;p)
During a bout of deep depression, I fell back on the comfort of poetry. Battle of the Angels was the result.
Herscher Project # 8 was an alternative history. I chose to write about Benedict Arnold, whose name has become synonymous with traitor. During the American Revolutionary War, Benedict Arnold was one of our greatest heroes. But one decision changed his life, his reputation, and the course of history. I've written a tale about what might have happened if he had taken a different path.
The traveler joins a ragged band of survivors in an old manor, surrounded by humanoid cannibals.
I wrote this for an assignment for school. I got full marks for it. Sorry about the rushed ending, i am planning to extend it in the not too distant future to fix this.
#13, second set. C'mon now, show of hands. Who actually believed Nazgrim was gone forever? No one? That's what I thought. Much more of the fate that awaits is addressed, the true power of the Hand of Vanus is attained, and Naz makes his big return. Much righteous wrath is meted out.
Story #6 of the new Nazgrim set. Tana starts showing her childish side a bit more, now that she's comfortable. Everyone continues being themselves, although Naz is acting a bit funny... Oh, and the first emissary from the Council of the Enlightened, one particularly angry Vala, makes a flashy entrance. Let's get ready magic-rumble!
Working title. Aaelluria is a powerful battle mage, that has recently lost her lover Carcharoth in the heat of the raging war. But are the visions she keeps having of him returning to her, deep in the dark of night reality, or her mind wishing for her lover to return.
Nazgrim #7. The oath taken by Nazgrim, as well as the price he continues to pay for making it, weighs heavily upon our him. Driven to the edge of madness, he confronts the Green Cloak Brigade, who have come to end his suffering, at any cost.
A poem of what goes through a dying warriors last thoughts. Don't be harsh on me, it's my first poem online.
Nazgrim story #4. Nazgrim stumbles across party of cliche heroes in the woods. Hits on the women, tries to murder the men. Possibly the most humorous Nazgrim story I'll ever write, and yet still a little tainted with anger, guilt, and sadness, as necessary.
This is a random poem with a different rhyme scheme... has nothing to do with anything else I've written
A young man is forced to become the leader of his village when the hunters die and the food supply has run out.
This is the start of a book that will take me many, many years to complete, so if you like it I am sorry, you will be waiting for quite a while. The story seems quite self inclusive in the sense the it does not really need to be continued, but, in actuality, the story following this will be epically more exciting. I was hesitant to publish this at first, but after my “heartwater teaser” got rejected (understandably), I needed a second story. Here it is, hope you enjoy, and, as always, comments, suggestions, and criticisms are warmly accepted. It was too long so I had to split it.