Shaken, Not Stirred
Shaken, Not Stirred © Searska GreyRaven I yawned and stretched, and rolled over to look at the clock. "Holy shi--what the frell? Gah!" The digital display told me in the calm way that most digital clocks read that the time was twenty-three past ten...
The Shadow Out of Blackmarsh
**_The Shadow Out of Blackmarsh_** _By Searska GreyRaven_ _Concept by Roureem_ _ _ _ _ _ _ It was a bright day, as days in Blackmarsh go, when the red panda and his nezumi body guard plodded into the town of Reeds, on the waters of Blackmarsh....
Brimstone on the Boardwalk
Brimstone on the Boardwalk Simon © Roureem Story © Searska GreyRaven The August heat lay heavy on the wind, despite the Westering sun. Only a Chicago summer could still feel so oppressive at such a late hour. Simon panted as he walked down the...
Cast a Kitten
Cast a Kitten Story © Searska GreyRaven Korestai © Seht _Something was chasing him down a narrow hall. He clutched his notebook in one paw, unwilling to let go. He knew it wanted the notebook and that it mustn't have it,_ couldn't _have it, because...
Speak Easy
Speak Easy Korestai © seht Story © Searska GreyRaven It was a quite night at Dean's. Or rather, the speakeasy _below_ the restaurant was quiet. The diner upstairs was doing brisk business. When Kore had passed through the kitchen on his way to the...
Sweet Home Chicago
Sweet Home Chicago Seraphon © Hive Mind Fury Story © Searska GreyRaven The desert looked like an empty wasteland to all but the keenest of eyes. At the edge of the horizon, a dark image shimmered into view, silhouetted by the setting sun. It...
Knots of Intrigue
Knots of Intrigue By Searska GreyRaven Forgotten Realms copyright of Wizards of the Coast. I don't own their world, I just play in it from time to time. ;) Mistress Balithra Noqu'Zotz clicked her tongue at the slaver's merchandise. "You told me you...
Caged Prey
Caged Prey © Searska GreyRaven Most people don't think themselves evil. At the end of the day most people believe, or at least _want_ to believe that they did the right thing. Not me. I know what I am. I glanced up at the moon, thick, full,...
Bones
**Bones** ** ** By Searska GreyRaven The shovel was empty, so he filled it. It had taken time to get into the rhythm, but now the motion was second nature. The moon hung like a silver dinar above him, framed by the rim of his rectangular...
Sir Gawain and the Green Night
Sir Gawain and the Green Night By Searska GreyRaven Gawain stood before the gaping maw of the cave and gripped his sword tighter. This was the place, alright. The villagers had been telling the truth. The dragon, called the Green Night by the locals,...
Redemption
Redemption © Searska GreyRaven _She was dreaming of the copper-eyed one again. A drowling boy, barely old enough to hold a sword, was struggling against one of the Underdark's worst nightmares: a cave fisher. The boy was hopelessly tangled in the...
Legacy
Legacy © Searska GreyRaven _It was Matron Barriath's wish to prove that drow breeding was stronger than draconic nature, that no matter what dragon was put into the mix, the offspring would always be as violent and chaotic as the drow. While...