fantasy fiction

Chapter 1 The Wall Raskelf was a dozen miles away along the winding curves of the valley but half that distance the way that Harad had walked, taking the straight route over the hills with his long, gangling limbs carrying him swiftly on the narrow paths. The high ridgeline ended in a treeless...

“I think it is best to take a closer look, Lord Rant. I of course am young, and Benjaffe not much older. I am still a student, but I think it is fortunate for you that Dulah came with us. How old is your settlement here? 40 years?” Rant nodded. “Well, Dulah is 96 years old. If I am not mistaken...

“I understand you have read the message.” Rant’s voice was somewhere between excited and anxious. “The people of the Esson are curious to know what the Ouvari think of its contents. How can you help us?” To this Hasser sat back in his cushioned chair. He was all attention before, and he even...

It was quite organized as was apparent when Hasser tilted it forward so that Lord of the House Rant could view its interior. He noticed that the materials came in different forms. In the widest of the compartments was another small vial. Another exemplary piece of tiny workmanship. The liquid...

The entire behavior was so odd that Bairn, the Master at Arms, put the guards on high alert. He only took them off when the House Mistress complained of all the boots ruffling up her good carpets. It still took Rant’s order to return the soldiers to their business and duties though. Bairn did...

Hasser was a small man barely standing five foot six but he wore a flamboyant attire, here loose and there clinging, that overcame his physique. Around his torso was a baggy, teal, silk shirt cut away from the right shoulder to reveal a velvet, crimson and gold tunic underneath. It was tucked...