Merchant

A stone-headed arrow punched through the canvas side of the wagon, narrowly missing Marian’s head. She ducked and another poked […]

Marian They revealed themselves in the flashing light of the storm. They were not what one might expect when picturing

He ducked. “I’m kidding! You’re priceless!” Marian glared at him but let the spell vanish harmlessly. She remained cross. “Fine.

Hadiin escorted poor, broken Grace towards the edge of the village. She smelled awful and was probably dehydrating herself from

“Mother of a retarded goat!” Hadiin spat in anger. “Ow!” Pain might be lessened in the game, but an arrow

Hadiin returned to the starting village with a decided spring in his step, visions of gold coins in his head.

Hadiin reached up and twirled his long, luxurious, handlebar moustache, one that turned up at the ends in delightfully expressive

“Love the class selection. Couldn’t be any more typical, could it? Warrior, fighter, paladin, mage, thief, assassin, berserker, boring, boring,