“Who?” Katja asked, puzzled. “Friend of mine from way back,” Gell replied. “He’ll be able to tell us more about this Hand thing supposedly has Sarai’s little brother.” “I find it hard to believe that anybody in a backwater dump like this could know anything about… well, anything, really.”
“So did you sell the sword?” John asked, clearly intrigued by Gell’s peculiar tale. “Sure did. Landed me a pretty penny for it, too, and no mistake.” “Who’d you sell it to? Anybody who figures into this wild tale at all?” “Nah, just some longshoreman over in Port Penrod. Reckon he figured he’d have a […]
The blast was powerful enough that it rocked the entire foundation of the vault, sending stones tumbling downward and threatening to bring the entire tower down on top of them. Gell didn’t fare much better — hurled violently across the chamber, he plowed solidly into the quivering wall behind him. Dragging himself to his feet, […]
“I don’t know, John. Maybe I just don’t understand women.” Gell took a long draught from his tankard and prepared to settle into a nice drunken mope. John, the bartender, gave him that typical bartender look that somehow manages to appear interested even while communicating that he’s seen it all before. “Girl troubles, Gell? Ah, […]
“Move, move! Plenty more laborers where you lot came from — if you don’t pick up the pace, we’ll just have to get new ones!” Bialy was the foreman at Breugger’s Artifact Site #15. He was a small man with thin hair and a bushy black moustache, and, at this exact moment, he was hollaring […]
Rain softly fell over the rooftops of St. Langostine, lightly caressing the sleeping city with its countless gentle fingers. She ran deftly amidst the rain, hopping from roof to roof, from building to building, tirelessly seeking her prey. She was almost the only thing moving in St. Langostine in the deepest hours of the night, […]