A Hero's Journey: Squire You are a disgrace to the Wincott name,” a Royal Usul snarled as he slammed his fist down onto his desk, sending a few sheets of paper fluttering to the floor.
Ashes of the Alabriss The stables that morning were abuzz with chatter of the upcoming chariot season. It was mere days away, and with each moment it ticked closer, the pit of dread in Brynn’s stomach grew.
The Folly of Captain Dread "There was a celebration aboard the Revenge, but to the uninitiated it would look like quite the opposite. All across the main deck, pirates brawled and jeered and shouted profanities at both one another and the churning waters below..."