Category Archives: 4E 200

Katla held her breath, made one tiny adjustment, and released the arrow. Her steel arrow flew true and caught the necromancer in the throat. He collapsed and died without a word. Katla stayed crouched and quiet, listening for any sound, any hint someone else was nearby. The wind rustled the needles of the towering pinesContinue reading “4E 200 – First Kill”

Skyrim Tara startled awake. She sat up and looked around. Frostcrag Spire was dead quiet. Everyone was still asleep. What woke her? The dream. She’d had that dream again. No, premonition. She laid back down on her bed; finally, all of them had beds to sleep in now, no more sleeping cot. She stared upContinue reading “4E 200 – Lessons”

“Tara!” Mira exclaimed and held out her arms for a hug. Tara let herself be enveloped by her older sister’s embrace. She closed her eyes and felt the warmth of Mira’s love. For a moment, the world was perfect. Separating, they held each other at arm’s length and took in the other, memories mixing withContinue reading “4E 200 – Mira”

Tara ducked and dropped to the ground as the stone target burst and fragments flew. She didn’t need another scar on her face. She looked over in time to see Shara do the same. Well, that didn’t go as planned, she thought. Shara stood up and dusted off her robes. She looked at the destroyedContinue reading “4E 200 – Fire, fire, fire!”

Tara gripped the railing and took a deep breath. Calm down. You need to calm yourself down. She could feel waves building up. Can’t let those loose. Not here. Tara was standing on the top-most balcony at Frostcrag Spire. A small circular balcony, just under the top roof. The view from here was spectacular. SheContinue reading “4E 200 – Frustration”

Algar opened the sealed parchment Tara had handed him and read the message. Tara tapped her foot nervously, caught herself, and stayed still. Algar looked up from the parchment and studied her with his red eyes. Tara couldn’t read his expression. He looked at the parchment again, then back at her. “Shara will show youContinue reading “4E 200 – Whispers”

“Your voice is soooo smexy,” Tara hiccupped at Colin, owner and proprietor of the Tap & Tack Inn and Tavern in Bruma. “THAT’S IT! Off to bed with you,” Eris, Colin’s wife, said. She grabbed Tara firmly by the arm and pulled her off the bar stool she’d been sitting on. “Hey!” Tara hiccupped again.Continue reading “4E 200 – Numb”

The bandits attacked them from all directions. Tara and Freta were camping in the Great Forest, near the western edge, having found a small clearing surrounded by the gigantic oaks, pines, and other trees Tara didn’t recognize, that made up much of the forest. The clearing was a ways in, far from the road, soContinue reading “4E 200 – Anguish”

Tara woke with a start. She reached out next to her…no Freta. Sitting up in the tent, she rubbed her eyes and got her bearings. They were camping near Fort Farragut outside of Cheydinhal. They’d been camping a week. Cheydinhal was getting expensive and jobs hadn’t been as easy to come by. Three months intoContinue reading “4E 200 – The Girl of My Dreams”