He heard the knife sing free of its leather sheath, “A Dalklyn?  Where?” “He was just…” Kre glanced around but couldn’t spot the small face in the darkness around them.  “Wait, what’s going on?” “Dalklyns are not friendly creatures,” Kitalia muttered, scanning the darkness around her. “This one seemed to be,” Kre replied with a...Read More

Kre didn’t realize that he had closed his eyes as he was basking.  His eyes snapped open and he looked around trying to find the newcomer.  Thankfully, his eyes had adjusted to the darkness enough that he could make out vague shapes and he spotted a small upside-down head staring at him from the ceiling...Read More

“You should go west,” Kre advised.  “I’ll head south and keep moving forward, even if Rangers are planting themselves on the roads looking for me.” “You do understand that the people you are keeping your promise to are the ones that want you dead, correct?” “Not entirely,” Kre said, shaking his head.  “I also made...Read More

“So, it’s west then,” Kre muttered.  He glared at his companion for a moment, wanting desperately to accuse her of orchestrating this exact sequence of events, but also knowing that there was no possible way she could ensure all of the pieces to fall into place so perfectly.  Then again… there was something about her...Read More

Torchlight started to brighten the area they were in, faint at first, but definitely getting stronger, indicating that someone was heading in their direction. “If you’re lying to me cur,” someone snarled, his voice deep and gravelly.  “I’ll gut you here and now and let my horse stomp on your entrails while you look on.”...Read More

After his second rest, he reached up to continue on and quickly let his hand drop back down.  The exhaustion had set in and he felt as if he couldn’t push anymore with his arms.  “At least the slide back down the chimney will be fun, although I guess it does end in the fire,”...Read More

He briefly thought about climbing rapidly, in an effort to escape, regardless of the soot he would unsettle and the noise he would make.  Kre shifted slightly, preparing to make a break and climb higher, but then Kitalia’s face flashed in his mind.  He could hear her now, chastising him for failing to follow her...Read More

Needing no more encouragement than that, Kre ducked under the stone mantle and stepped onto the now smoldering towel.  The chimney was narrow enough that climbing it more involved pushing against the sides and using pressure to shimmy up.  As his hand pushed against the wall, he could immediately feel the heat of the stone...Read More

His foot caught on the edge of the tub and he felt himself falling to the floor like a felled tree.  It seemed to take several seconds for the crash to happen though he was certain that it was nearly instantaneous.  He found himself splayed out on the floor, dripping wet, towel held in an...Read More

Kre returned to his in-tub fetal position and swore, slightly louder than before.  “Nobody believes in privacy anymore I take it?” Kitalia shrugged.  “Privacy is a luxury that neither of us can afford at the moment.  You shared quite a bit of information with Red that would have been wiser to keep to yourself or,...Read More