Eat her? No, why would I do that? You two-legs have some very strange ideas. Utterly daft, sometimes. And no, before you ask, I won’t eat you, either. I know you don’t understand my growls and grumbles but I’m going to tell you anyway. And you’re going to listen, because that is polite. We’re here … Continue reading Call of the Wild

Ever since I was big enough, I’ve carried Pip. He barely weighs a thing, so he’s hardly a burden compared to the hours of joy we’ve shared. Over rooftops, over fields, once through a large window, once into an elf, and many times up, up, up to the mountaintop and down in a great sweep, … Continue reading For Luck

You saw the Forest Queen? No, she showed herself to you. You saw what she wanted you to see. Never think that you can take from or chance with spirits or monsters of whatever her ilk may be. It was a mutual exchange, but you did not understand what she gave in return. What did … Continue reading In Your Wake

Do not believe that the trees are sightless. The eldest in the forest will often rise beyond its trunk and branches, leaving the tight cling of its roots behind, to grow again as something free. The woods have eyes, and they watch the world of beast and man race by from the safety of their … Continue reading Atop The Canopy

Bill and Gruff, the first great troll hunters! Brave! Daring! Legendary! That’s what we’ll be known as, one day. You’ll see. No, don’t look at me like that, I’m being serious - the world will one day know our names, when we take back all roads from the trolls that lurk by them, above them, … Continue reading Troll Hunters

Look at this little guy. Found him in the shed, hiding in a plant pot. Covered in webs; think some Webwhispers must have had a go at him. Fair terrified he was, shying away from my great big hands like he was fearing for his life. It took more than a little coaxing and a … Continue reading Pot Luck

The Dwarven Deep Gardens are Gurney’s pride and joy. With an ease that comes from time, patience and a little bit of natural flair, the bare rock, hidden from the Far Sun for uncountable millennia, was tended and softened until it could sustain life. The Under Suns can permit the growth of plants, but not … Continue reading The Deep Gardens

I was very small when I first met Unk. I don’t remember much of our first encounter, other than it being a pale spring morning, the kind where cold damp clings in your bones and weighs down your stomping feet. Without really understanding it, I met Unk, and it met me, and that was that … Continue reading Unk

Him? Oh, he’s my Finch. He’s not the quiet, humble dwarf mage that most would imagine. With a taste for money and quite a big ego, he will fight pretty much anything. Most of the time, he sees himself through just fine, mixing blade and magic together in a formidable attack. Sometimes though... He bites … Continue reading Fighter