Back at the old winery there was more information being bandied about. The morning sun was crawling into the sky and reports were rolling in from the dispatched hobgoblins that had been sent out to all of the encampments scattered around the southern half of Maelonbourg. The overall tone of these reports was optimistic now … Continue reading The Gopher King: Chapter 11

Facing Malindra the night hag was less of a treat for Sheckner than spying on the Viceroy. As it was for every one of the hobgoblins that had settled into life in Maelonbourg as the muscle for whatever ploys the night hags cooked up, Sheckner was accustomed to being threatened with violence for any misstep. … Continue reading The Gopher King: Chapter 10

Malindra’s keen senses told her that there were living beings milling about the old winery. She paused and gave careful consideration to her physical form. In the wink of an eye she reverted to her natural form. She shrank ever so slightly from her voluptuous human form and took on the appearance of a hideous … Continue reading The Gopher King: Chapter 9

Malindra held her head up defiantly as the rain pummeled down. She pulled her hood up and stared at the tiny green lights in the Viceroy’s eye sockets. The rainwater washed over the lich as it would an old decaying tree and had about as much effect on him. Malindra had dealt with undead in … Continue reading The Gopher King: Chapter 8

Malindra stood dumbfounded for several moments before she headed off after the Viceroy. The lich headed straight for a handful of what appeared to be hobgoblins that had been changed into ghouls. Even at a distance the night hag could identify undead immediately. The Viceroy was similarly inclined. But rather than flee as would any … Continue reading The Gopher King: Chapter 7