Author: Tom Elliot

“Cantos has a house in the center of his gang’s territory,” Eoman said. “Ordinarily, he doesn’t have much use for the place, but since you wreaked the…

I didn’t return to the safe house until hours later. With no meaningful amount of money remaining in my pockets, I whiled away the time browsing the…

We walked in silence for another ten minutes before Odenna came to a sudden halt before a decrepit manor house that had obviously seen better days. Roots…

Despite my earlier nap, I slept like the dead. Too much had happened yesterday, and I’d been both emotionally wrung out and physically exhausted when I’d gone…

Despite my confident tone with Adalinda, I knew returning to Odenna’s shop was a long shot, but it was not a plan without merit. The elf and…

My arrow flew unerringly towards its mark, burning as brightly as my fury. The elf tried to dodge, but hampered by his earlier injury, he moved too…

I smacked the axeman’s chest—hard. “Oow. What did you do that for?” he protested. “Idiot! What were you thinking? We’re in the middle of a battle. I…

The half-orc had obviously been reborn and, from the looks of it, was out for blood. “You,” he sneered as he drew closer. “How fortuitous that we…

The old council hall was only a short distance from the Raccoon base. Everyone called it the ‘old council hall,’ though no one knew if it had…

As Adalinda and I stepped outside, the sun caught my eye and blinded me. I had been in the dark too long, and it would take some…