What a life to live...
Fleeting memories of a thousand lifetimes course through my mind. Lives lived, battles fought, fortunes won and lost. How does one quantify eternity? I shall attempt to do so using these memories gifted to me.
My most recent …
The roads of Nentir Vale raised Balasar.
On them he saw Winterhaven in spring, Hammerfast in fall, and lands beyond when the fates allowed. His family, exemplary followers of Tiamat, worked the trade routes still in existence. They sought advantage …
Through the fire and smoke Clarissa ran, clutching her newborn close to her chest to shield the dangers away. She kept her eyes forward on Dorwin as he weaved through the burning house. The flames licked his orange skin, though they had no effect on the …
Feh Adaka Merope
Strange and virile this world is.
The step of one sets into play order from stagnation while the steps of many sow chaos. Absolute leadership, forced or coerced, subjugates will in deference to purpose but cannot easily be stifled from nurturing its …
Tarrantus the Red Horn
|Height: 7'6" | Weight: 340 lbs | Age: 22|
|Eyes: Grey | Fur: Rusty Red | Skin: Bronzed|
A snuffle comes from the shadows.
"So you want to hear my tale do you?" a deep gruff baritone voice speaks. Enormous curving horns stretching into …