Like Paxx and Phist, he’d been brought into the Guild against his will. But unlike them, he had embraced the privilege of being assigned a place in this life, a purpose. He had no siblings and life outside of the Guild had looked bleak; if he were really fortunate he might have turned out to be a...
Even the fake human head which was mounted on the wall, symbolic of shifters’ intolerance of the hunters who had once overrun the area, wore a flashing red light on its nose, reminiscent of Rudolph the Reindeer. Various locals were gathered about, having a pint and chattin...
“Ladies, you all look lovely this evening,” said Mr. Harrington as he sat down, taking special care to look directly at Lady Downing. “How nice it is to have such pleasant company.” “Thank you, Mr. Harrington. You’re too kind,” answered the lady of the manor. &...
The movers had brought her things from storage and she was now comfortably surrounded by items that she’d owned for years: a lamp with a paper shade that she loved; paintings that Jeff had never wanted hung in their shared apartment, and a thick, lush carpet of rich reds and blues. She’d always f...