I can hear screams sounding in the stone walls outside my cell. They echo, which only heightens their sense of urgency and despair. Like me, they feel trapped, shackled in a position from which there appears no escape. I've been here so long that the musty air almost smells like home, and the thought of it has me forcing the bile back into my ( Read more... )

What would you attempt to do if you knew you could not fail?

I saw this during a tower check and it really got me to thinking.

~Caern the Contemplative

The large Scarred human took a seat to Mordin's left and his golden eyes looked as if they could bore a hole through him straight to his soul. Mordin had only seen such figures from afar and he found himself wishing he could have kept it that way; he felt uncomfortable under the brilliant gaze of the celestial-kissed man ( Read more... )

A breaking news update ( Read more... )

Yes, the rumors are true. It is looking like I will be working with Tyler yet again. I will admit that, beyond my trepidation, there is excitement. I can't wait to put my two weeks in at Sun Life. A more cursed place never existed, at least not in my eyes. It will be interesting to see the reaction from Jack and Parnell and I look forward to ( Read more... )

The common room of the Bedrock Inn wasn't as large as that of Mordin's Mountain Thunder, but it was doing a steady business. There were a few empty tables, but the rest were crowded with dwarves, a scattering of gnomes and halflings and even the occasional human could be seen. Most of these would be visitors to the Citadel, though from what Mordin ( Read more... )

"Snap out of it, ye durned fool. Ye're makin' the patrons nervous." Came the voice of Stella, the senior server at the Mountain's Thunder tavern ( Read more... )

It was a night like any other in the Mountain's Thunder tavern. Business had been steady and the ale flowed as freely as ever, but such was to be expected in the mountain stronghold of the Citadel of the Anvil, a bustling dwarven community on the edge of the Torn Ocean ( Read more... )

Zanityra hadn't been so frightened in all her years. Though young for an elf she had lived a century, well over the lifespan of the short-lived humans, and certainly longer than the barbaric orcs. She had many centuries to look forward to, many dreams yet to pursue. That was, of course, if she managed to escape the clutches of Grullashk the ( Read more... )

Jaedlyn's mind reeled as he tumbled about in the darkness. He had no idea what was happening, he only knew that he had been caught by surprise when it should have been the enemy that was surprised. Sure, he had known that they would be expecting him, he had made no secret of his pursuit; he even suspected that they would be ready even in the ( Read more... )