“Shut that Breton up!” bellowed the Orc. Tara stopped mid-verse of Ithguleoir. “What did you say?” she asked. The Orc, Shum gro-Ulfish, stared at her, “I said, ‘Shut that Breton up!’” He took a swig of his drink, mead by its amber color. “Tired of your mongrel voice.” “Tara. Don’t,” Barlin said to her. “He’sContinue reading “4E 199 – You Wouldn’t Like Me When I’m Angry”
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4E 199 – Healing Flames
“Hey! Watch it!” Tomar growled. “Healing spell, not flames!” “Sorry,” Tara said, as an errant lick of flames came within inches of Tomar’s robes. “Pay attention! You have moss stuffed in your ears or something? Study healing today!” Tomar, a high elf originally from the Summerset Isles, gathered his robes, lifted his head high, andContinue reading “4E 199 – Healing Flames”
4E 199 – Tears and Letters
A tear fell on the letter. Tara wiped it away before it could smear the ink. She moved the letter slightly to the right, so the falling tears would miss the precious paper. When she’d arrived at The Count’s Arms inn in Anvil, the letter was waiting. Mira had written. A month before leaving home,Continue reading “4E 199 – Tears and Letters”
4E 199 – Innkeepers and Chickens
Tara pulled off her gloves and wiped sweat from her brow. A few strands of hair dropped in front of her green eyes – if one more drunk patron told her she had “smoky, smoldering green” eyes, someone was going to lose a body part – and she tucked them back into her bun. SheContinue reading “4E 199 – Innkeepers and Chickens”
4E 199 – Leaving Home
Tara reached the high point of the road and turned around for one last look. The farmhouse looked small from here, tiny already, though she hadn’t walked far yet. Home. Well, what had been home for nearly eighteen years. Now, it’d become her source of pain. Time to go and build a life without pain.Continue reading “4E 199 – Leaving Home”