Unprofessional Behavior
The clock struck 3:00 as the bell on the door to "Matt's Massages" rang. Matt looked up from his desk and smiled "Welcome to Matt's Massages! I'm Matt!" He said, the man was large, built like a tank with a bald head and thick salt and pepper beard. He...
A Scaly Situation
There was the sound of a branch behind Zalor - a red scaled, white-horned dragonborn. He stretched his wings and let out a growl, his prey was near. One of the orcs had left their tribe and had been terrorizing the local village. They hired the large...
The Summoning
The cold wind blew through Carsen’s barren apartment as he began to light the blue-tinged candles. It had taken a year collecting enough obrina wings to dye the candles the correct colour. Ever since the man had been gifted the ancient book on his...