Garstynnia the night hag entered the private chambers of Lord Verrat and as the doors closed behind her as if by an unseen force, she surveyed the scene before her. Lord Verrat himself sat in a high-backed dark oak chair with his foot up on a stool so that one of his servants could polish … Continue reading The Champion
Fantasy Fiction
Dragons, orcs, magic and quests
Sauerkraut & the Devil
Jugarthy sat on his porch and listened to the brewing cauldron inside of his small, rickety shop. He didn't have the money for putting fancy glass in his windows, so the open windows allowed the free passage of air to flow in and out of the shop. Inside the shop Jugarthy had set up a … Continue reading Sauerkraut & the Devil
The Captain’s Secrets
Captain Zucco was well pleased to once more be at port in the drowsy city of Manfredonia. This place wasn't where Zucco had been born and raised, and he hadn't spent all that much time here or even in this part of the Forkanzan peninsula prior to ten years ago or so. His hometown was … Continue reading The Captain’s Secrets
Help Wanted
The captain of the three-masted sohar stepped carefully, almost methodically down the gangplank to the dock. His name was Divo Zucco, and he had named his ship "The Sea Hag" in recognition of the terror that his late mother-in-law had instilled in him. Captain Zucco took a few minutes to adjust to the solid ground … Continue reading Help Wanted
Opal-Palooza (Part 6)
There was ample time in between the exit of Master Scalici and the arrival of the next party to deal with Prince Bortimer to allow for the finishing of one plate of food and the ordering of more. This time it was a sugary, sticky mess of half-cooked dough that Slothjemians loved for morning meals. … Continue reading Opal-Palooza (Part 6)
Opal-Palooza (Part 5)
Bortimer smiled and motioned for the huge bald man in the flowing orange robe with the black and gold trim to have a seat opposite he and Shr Grogdahl. "Master Scalici! Welcome, and have a seat. Would you like something to eat?" asked Bortimer warmly. Ernesto Scalici took a seat with a flourish and folded … Continue reading Opal-Palooza (Part 5)
Opal-Palooza (Part 3)
With a lull in the parade of evildoers coming to sell Bortimer their opals or to tell him they intended to, Shr Grogdahl the jorish huntsman had his warmed beer refreshed and had another platter of gravy covered potatoes brought to the table. As he picked at them, he glared at Bortimer who sat next … Continue reading Opal-Palooza (Part 3)
Opal-Palooza (Part 2)
Shr Augustin Shadefiend and his three personal guards walked purposefully yet warily to Bortimer and Grogdahl's table. Shr Augustin was not altogether comfortable with this kind of thing but when his grandfather had given him the task it wasn't phrased in the form of a suggestion. He nodded at Bortimer and cast a quick glance … Continue reading Opal-Palooza (Part 2)
Opal-Palooza (Part 1)
Shr Grogdahl the jorish huntsman had been sitting in the booth he and Prince Bortimer always occupied on the third floor of The First Decree. However, he was sitting there alone. Although he was enjoying the warmed beer as was his customary breakfast beverage and had devoured half a plate of bacon and folded eggs … Continue reading Opal-Palooza (Part 1)
The Clown Prince of Gluttony has a Deal for You
This was an uneasy gathering to say the least. The men and women that had been invited to attend this exclusive meeting had arrived on edge and their moods had only deteriorated. But their host had insisted upon this location and that everyone invited be here. There was a deal afoot. The host was none … Continue reading The Clown Prince of Gluttony has a Deal for You
Slothjemian Tales 
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