Kre was thankful that their evening and early morning workouts were more of him assisting Beleg rather than full participation in the physical activities.  He brought out various weapons for Beleg to run through his forms, served him cold water when he needed a break, and kept the snack platter filled with nutritious morsels.  The...Read More

After processing Beleg’s words, the lunch that Kre had eaten a bit ago threatened to make a reappearance.  Luckily, with some deep breathing, he managed to keep it all down. “That’s terrible,” he said finally through clenched teeth.  “How can people be so… so…” “Evil?” Dain said, not bothering to look up.  “It’s far easier...Read More

“Can you believe that?!” Beleg thundered.  “Outside my prime!” Kre was never more thankful of the candle’s power than now, when Beleg used his angry voice.  Without the magical light, his yell would likely have reverberated through the tunnels and into the main room of the tavern.  Unfortunately, within the candle’s light, Dain and Kre...Read More

It was early afternoon once the horse was settled back in and care was given to their own horses, so Kre made his way back to Dain’s room with some lunch in hand.  The door was locked, which wasn’t unusual, but there was also no light coming from underneath.  There were no sounds either, which...Read More

Kre needed no threats to be encouraged to look after a horse in need.  However, he did make note of Barry’s eyes in the moment that he believed the man could just as easily kill him as task him.  To have someone so utterly lacking in conscience or remorse that such an act would come...Read More

Kre merely nodded, unsure of what to say now that he was alone with the massive man that was able to get a normally genial Beleg all riled up.  Though with Beleg now on his mind and with a desire to change the subject, he asked, “Has Master Cuthalion retired for the evening then?” Barry...Read More

True to his word, Kre returned to the stables after delivering the bags and being told to bugger off while the two men continued their night of competitive drinking in relative silence, as if each were afraid of being the first to call it quits, but neither wanting to actually stay and converse with the...Read More

“Is that the plan then?  Kill me?” Barry shrugged, “It’s always been the plan.  You know that.” Beleg swirled his wine glass, looking nonplussed at the thought.  “You’ve certainly tried over the years, but still I live.” “And you’ll live at least a few days longer still,” Barry muttered.  “I have other business to attend...Read More

“We haven’t even started on the Church!” Dain exclaimed, clearly getting way too emotionally involved in the topic, his excitement showing in the rising color of his face. “And the Dragon Knights?” Kre asked, as much to steer the conversation away from a potentially controversial topic as to steer it towards one that he had...Read More

“Ombarrian?” Dain asked again, making sure that he was hearing it correctly.  “I’ve not heard that particular name before, but I do know of the Joseth family. Can you describe the man?” Kre shrugged, “I mean, pretty much like the darker version of Beleg, hair, eyes, tan… all of it just darker.”  He paused a...Read More