78 Recent Deviations
Featured: Sunset Lady
Writer's BlockThe air was thick with the smell of cowpat. The heat of the long summer was fermenting it into hard little mounds, all littered over the dirt path to the marketplace and assisting its conversion into the village thoroughfare. There was a particularly large mound of future thoroughfare in front of Jack, who was sat cross-legged at the foot of a sapling, pen and paper in hand.
The village lay in the centre of a fat ring of forest that was steadily losing weight. A long-dead farmer’s coveted idea of building a home for himself in the solitude of the forest had taken root, birthing the half-dozen cottages that collectively formed the infant village. But small though it was, it was quickly growing. Remote land was in high demand, and the remains of the massacred forestry was due to be blanketed in a village as fertile as the new families within.
Fertile though the village was, the same couldn’t be said for Jack’s imagination, which was as barren as… something extreme
The Necromancer's Amulet Chapter 1 An Old FriendChapter One: An old Friend.
The room was filled with thick sweet air. Silk and sheer swaths of cloth draped tastefully around the room, some offering privacy, others blocking out sunlight and the gaze of any curious passerby’s.
The Golden Dove wasn’t the highest end pleasure house, but it was tucked away nicely and the matron had no care for who or what got on in her private rooms so long as her fee was paid.
Rith took a deep breath of the sweet smoke from the pipe connected to a much larger glass object. He’d never bothered to learn what they were called or just how they produced the pleasing smoke, he simply enjoyed the result. He was reclining on a slightly lumpy cushion, it was just big enough to hold him comfortably.
He was as relaxed as he could be, a young magically contracted nymph was behind him playing with his hair, and to go with the smoke was a nice bottle of wine.
He really should have expected the interruption.
The sound of heavy cloth shifting and an u
The Necromancer's Amulet Prologue
‘perhaps,’ Rith thought as he dodged another bolt of arcane magic thrown his way ‘this was not one of my better decisions.’
The dark elf cursed as a blast of flame landed to close for comfort, causing him to veer off into another ally. Luck seemed to be on the thief’s side, however, as the ally was piled with enough boxes and the frames of the building just misshapen enough that he managed to scramble to the rooftops.
His feet slid on the tile slightly, but he didn’t dare slow his pace as the guardians continued their pursuit.
‘luckily for me, they’ve yet to figure out that less is more, when it comes to chasing people.’
He leapt an ally, sliding down the opposite roof and barrel rolled into the conveniently place balcony. He swore he heard a screech as he went right thru the wooden window shutter but he only had a moment to shake off the vertigo before he dashed off again.
“Sorry about the window!” He called ba
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