He followed him to the kitchen table, jumped up and then stared at him, his little red eyes narrowed. “What has happened, master?” he asked with obvious concern. “You look worried.” “Am I that obvious?” Simon responded wearily. “Perhaps only to me, master. What is the problem?” “I talked to Danie...
Simon said as he sat up in bed, taking notes. Several days had passed and the wizard was starting to feel strong enough to be restless. Opheilla had distracted him by speaking to the head scribe of the dwarven archives, who had dug up a pile of old scrolls on magical theory. She had presented Sim...
Esmiralla's presence hovered in the back of his mind and he was hyper-sensitive to it and everything that he was doing. He had changed his clothes and now wore baggy old jeans and a misshapen gray sweater; both felt strange against his skin but he knew that he had to continue to play his part. Kr...
It was about ten o'clock in the morning by Simon's estimation and the setting drew an immediate smile from both of them. “Oh, this is wonderful,” the paladin exclaimed as she looked around avidly. Simon had to agree. It was amazing how quickly the winter cold could erase memories of warm weather ...
The elemental reported that he had found several more burned houses, always remote residences that had probably been cottages back in the old days. Each one was a more recent ruin than the last, but so far he hadn't encountered whoever or whatever was destroying them. The wizard was becoming incr...
Daemon scurried around, producing packs containing the robes they had used earlier and loaded with food and juice. Some fruit was included but mainly there were bars of dried fruit that the servitor proudly said were his own invention. “Sometimes those moronic minotaurs forget to bring Prometheus...