Barry grinned, flashing brilliant, perfect white teeth, “Call me by my proper name, and you have a deal.” Beleg’s smile faltered for just a fraction of a second, but it was likely that only Kre and Barry noticed, knowing the big man as well as they both did.  “Very well… Ombarrian.” Barry waved his hand...Read More

Kre was busy watching the tunnel opening, as was almost everyone else, so he didn’t notice Beleg’s back stiffen up.  He did notice the big man move quickly to get up from the table, his meal only half-eaten, which was certainly unprecedented. Beleg hadn’t quite made it to the tunnel leading to the back rooms...Read More

Most of the other places of business in Yahaestra were hidden farther back in the mountainside, requiring clear knowledge of which tunnels to turn down lest one find themselves at a dead end or worse, falling down a crevasse to who knows where.  The three times that Kre had been sent out, it was with...Read More

They spent another two days and nights at the cavern inn.  Spending pretty much every hour of every day there gave Kre a lot of time to study the way that the building blended almost seamlessly into the caves cut into the cliffside.  His only excursions away from the inn were to exercise the horses...Read More

Kre shook his head, “Ok, but what exactly is it?  Is it dangerous?  Is that why Talimar didn’t want him to do it before?” Beleg scratched at his chin and looked up at Dain, as if silently asking how much to share with the young man.  Dain could only offer a shrug in return, gestured...Read More

As the trio discussed a few not-so-great options for their next steps, Dain cried out softly with a small cheer and grabbed at a small stone that had suddenly started to spin slowly on the desk.  “I think they’ve responded,” he told the others.  “Finally!” Dain took a loose page from the back of the...Read More

“What about the fat man?” Kre asked.  “From what his help says, he’s a violent drunk with no regard for anyone or anything except profit.  That’s certainly slave trader material if I ever heard.” Beleg chuckled and softly punched Kre in the arm in a playful manner, “One small adventure and already an expert in...Read More

It was their third night in Yahaestra and Kre was sleeping on a bench in the common room along with the other servants when Beleg’s hand grabbed him roughly by the shoulder.  “Master Dain was not pleased with how his books were laid out,” he growled.  “Apparently there was some water damage because you put...Read More

“You’ll take your food over there,” Dain gestured with his off hand.  He waved towards a table furthest from the fire where a few other ill-clothed youths were sitting together.  “When Beleg returns from his ablutions, make certain that the kitchen brings out two plates at once or he will be most cross.” “His what?”...Read More

Bel nodded.  “Just so.  Your mind is not trained to be capable of conceiving of more than one reality at any given time.  Surprisingly, in spite of this, you didn’t black out. It seems your mind has been filling in the gaps with the images of this world as it needed to for you to...Read More