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Continue reading →: Prologue: The Ranger’s ApprenticeWet foliage slapping her face, the young, half-elvan ranger dove through the underbrush near the western eaves of the Wood of Sharp Teeth. Lithe and quick, she was in her element, well training in traversing dense woodland terrains. Her woodland cloak snapping behind her, her leather armor hugging tightly to…
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Continue reading →: Chapter One: Trouble on the TradewayThe rain came pelting down in angry sheets as the hooded figure approached what could only be described complete carnage. Several wagons sat positioned haphazardly along a small stretch of the east-west running road known as the Tradeway, their beasts of burden collapsed in the mud, their bodies pierced with…
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Continue reading →: Chapter Two: Duke EltanDisclaimer: I do not own the setting nor the cover image. NSFW Warning: N/A Prologue Chapter One *** It did not take Jaryn long to cross the further distance between the site of the ambush and his destination, the city of Baldur’s Gate. It was a journey that would take…
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Continue reading →: Chapter Three: A Warm Hearth on the RoadWheeling Sundril about in the keep’s courtyard, Jaryn tore out through the gates and down the high avenue. It was nearing dusk and he knew he had a hard nights ride ahead of him if he were to reach the Friendly Arm Inn, a waystation along the Coastway, a normal…
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Continue reading →: Chapter Four: On the Word of a StormcrowWhile the rest of the Sword Coast weathered the steady drizzle, a much harsher storm head had descended on the town of Beregost. Rain fell in driving sheets upon the slate roofs of the cluster of buildings that made up the town’s center, as well as those of thatch of…
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Continue reading →: Chapter Five: All Roads Lead to Baldur’s GateLystra awoke in the predawn hours to the ominous rumbling of thunder and the tapping of rain upon the window of her modest accommodations at the Friendly Arm Inn. Sitting up, she allowed the blanket to fall from her naked breasts, stretching her stiff muscles and cursing her body so…
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Continue reading →: Chapter Six: The Making, or Breaking, of a HarperGuiding their mounts at a plodding pace, Lystra and her companions traveled in silence northward along the Coastway. All three were sullen and miserable, the constant rain sapping them of any cheer or drive.
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Continue reading →: Chapter Seven: Nightly InterlopersNight had fully engulfed the land when the Percin caravan hauled itself into the small roadside dell Rendrick had ear-marked for their first night’s camp. The ranger, Keira, and Tiberius led the way into the sheltered space, guarded on all sides by high outcroppings of stone and roofed by the…
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Continue reading →: Chapter Eight: Firm Must Be the Hand of CommandLike a thread fed expertly through the head of a needle, Jherek stole through the backstreets of Baldur’s Gate. His course taking him ever nearer to the city’s slums, and his ultimate destination that night.
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