A Striped Tail Chapter 1: Tick Tock
A lot can be gathered from noises that ones hear, they tickle fancies and draw on the whiteboard of imagination. Take, for instance, the tick of a particular pocket watch, and it's owner. Tick. The sound of water a fair way down. Tick. The crunch of...
A Striped Tail Chapter 13: A Long Night
The room was almost exactly as he had remembered. Down to every little detail, even the Patrician sat in the same spot, with the same posture, with the same pen, with what looked like the same amount of papers. The only thing that had changed in the...
A Striped Tail Chapter 12: Safety in Numbers
Another unfamiliar ceiling. This was starting to happen far too much. Sure, it had only happened twice in that last month, but that was a habit he didn't want to have. He could hear someone shuffling around the room and managed to drag himself up into...
A Striped Tail Chapter 11: The Thief and the Assassin
There's always multiple sides to all stories. Every person has their own lives that they live. Things that they do. People that they meet. They all fight their own little battles. And as Jace was going about obtaining a sword, Stella and Jersa were...
A Striped Tail Chapter 10: Dead End
"He's late," Jersa said, looking out the window of the bar. She had been scanning the street every few seconds. Stella was near the door, leaning against one of the tables. But Jace sat at the bar, drinking and ignoring the two of them. Neither of them...
A Striped Tail Chapter 4: The Job
Jace held the ferret against the wall, holding his knife against his throat. The ferrets lower lip seemed to quiver slightly as he tried to form words. "Ah. I see you know Jersa," The dragon said behind him. "Yes," Jace said, staring the ferret...
A Striped Tail Chapter 3: Guild Business
There were many rumors in Has-Haven. The thieves guild was not one of them. This was not because no one knew about it, but in fact, the other way around. No one who lived in Has-Haven had any doubt there was a thieves guild. Or an assassin's guild....
A Striped Tail Chapter 2: A Game
The first thing that he saw, was the ceiling. Or, a ceiling. Then he noticed, his head was throbbing and his legs burned. He took in a deep breath and then he felt the warmth and softness. "A bad dream..." he said, closing his eyes. His hand moved up...
A Striped Tail Chapter 7: Wizards
Twenty-seven blocks. They continued their insulting for twenty-seven blocks, and the only reason they stopped was Jace had told them to shut up. Of course, he may have also threatened to cut out their vocal cords if they didn't stop, but that is beyond...
A Striped Tail Chapter 6: Value of a Clock
Sometimes sanity can be as simple as the tic of a clock. Something that brings memories of a better time, or a better place. The not-so-simple pocket watch ticked loudly as it sat upon the table beside Jace. It had taken him two hours to take apart,...
A Striped Tail Chapter 5: Artificers and Assassins
It's time to explain what an Artificer is, or perhaps what an Artificer does, either one works. An Artificer is someone who deals with clockwork. Now, clockwork can have much, or nothing, to do with actual clocks. It's all about gears, springs, screws,...
A Striped Tail Chapter 9: Danger in the Alley
The Hogs Head was at least a proper establishment. Nothing like the Broken Stool at all; the complete opposite. The only thing the two had in common was that they both served what could be considered alcohol. The owner of the bar was a rather jolly ram...