The Potion Maker's Thief (Part One Not Canon)
Just outside a shop atop a hill covered in various trees and herbs, a black feline stood smoothing her skirt, a goofy grin on her face. Layne had heard that an old squeeze was going to be visiting the town just down the hill from her little potion...
Dragoness' Shame
Creatures of the land knew the dragons of the high mountain to be great artisans, powerful users of earth magic, and prideful bigots. Even today the dragons of that particular kingdom viewed the other species as, "lesser races." Humans in particular...
Commission: Heart in the Desert
A greater portion of Nalin's life had been spent as a monster hunter. To him it was the norm, but as of late his mind had been far too distracted on other things. Monsters had fallen to his blade and rifle in the name of villages and kingdoms alike,...
Commission: Sense of Direction
A black scaled bipedal creature stood tall upon one of the many dunes in the desert. His deep emerald eyes scanned the great expanse, arms holding a rifle at the ready. The lizard-folk hunter stood there, tail flicking from side to side, eyes focused...
The Demon's Reign One: Victory For Defeat
The minor kingdom of Aquanis by the sea had been heralded as a center of knowledge and trade. Its libraries held books and scrolls from all over the world; even some forbidden to the eyes of man in the form of the arcane. In wishes to uphold their...
The Wolf's Gaze
A group of trappers had come through the forest to check if they had any new stock to pillage from the local wild life. Many of their traps were by the rivers since beaver pelts were selling high and they hoped to perhaps catch any large felines...
The Brimstock Descent
A dreary fog ridden town named Brimstock sat upon a cliff overlooking a great lake where the waters within were grey and still. Just at the edge was an old tower covered in moss that used to serve as housing for the lighthouse staff when the town...
The Flame's Rider
Spit in the face of gods and demons if it means freedom. These were the words that Enya lived by, and the words that her fellow villagers were most concerned with. From a young age she had no respect for authority or tradition, basically anything that...
GW2 fan fiction: A Student's Admiration
Dinny's studies were becoming just a bit difficult to attend to as of late. A good friend of hers had been under the tutelage of man that she admired very much. Professor Gorr was his name, and in Dinny's opinion he was an absolute genius in...
Commission Robbed and Broken
A black and blue scaled kobold traveled upon a lonely road through the woods, a feathered cloak and loin cloth the only things covering his body. His sharp yellow eyes occasionally darted from side to side, the woods around him strangely quiet. On...
Bandits: Clashing Strength
Upon a snow covered mountain pass two foes stood there staring at one another, a large olive scaled gator man clad in fur and hide, his arms and legs exposed and a long handled greataxe held in both hands. His bright green eyes were narrowed as he...
Just Living Chapter 3
Just Living Chapter 3 Sometimes waking up is difficult. Frey would have days where waking up simply meant his body and mind would try it's hardest to keep him down and beneath those sheets, an overwhelming miasma of depression or anxiety keeping him...