Princely Prices for Paternal Sins (Warning: Penectomy)
The back of the cart was stuffed with so many things that Llewelyn was almost certain that if their captors didn't plan to kill them, they'd be bruised from top to bottom just from the barrels slamming into them from every angle. The road was...
The Half-Neutered Half-Wolf
"Lady Ranni?" Blaidd's voice was as familiar to Ranni as the grass outside her tower, if not moreso. She turned to face him, making quick note of the visible anxiety that so rarely graced his wolven features. The typically brazen half wolf was...
Charr-Broiled or Pan-Fried
Caelinus was beginning to get worried. The barest ghost of daylight streamed through the cracks in the rock formation above them, casting a bit of identifying light on the face that laid in his lap. The cold sweat on his brow, the way his chest...