ZILLAH Alas, the Derros still have the skystone. The lump of star metal needed to forge the flail. Our party is forlorn but, thanks to Alix, intact. Fleet’s purr rumbles with life against my chest, Squirrel’s mutterings echo against the rocky ceiling. I wish he would be quiet. Alix resurrected both him and my cat. … Continue reading D&D Chronicles: In the hanging gardens
Ever since the movie versions of Lord of the Rings appeared, I've been living in hope more epic fantasy novels will roar to life onscreen. I love the LOTR movies so much, will never be tired of them. They represent everything I most love about the fantasy genre (and value in life) -- adventure, discovery, … Continue reading Shannara isn’t perfect, but gives me hope
Race for the skystone ZILLAH Before us lies a massive circular depression, rock and soil churned up in chunks, vegetation flattened for hundreds of paces all around. The skystone. It's so close, buried at the heart of this crater where it fell. We've travelled far to reach this place, crossed the treacherous dust plains with … Continue reading D&D Chronicles: Operation Skystone not going too well
Five must fight with one accord Ere the lost eye be restored Ere the drums begin to call Ere the lost stars shine again Ere the mighty golem falls Ere the fighting on the plains Ere the lost eye be restored Five must fight with one accord ZILLAH The words revolve around and around my … Continue reading D&D Chronicles: A prophecy and a falling star
ZILLAH We never should have answered the summons from Tippa. She blinded us with gold and an express carriage ride, and I was actually happy to be returning to our house in Kelsen -- even though I never wanted to purchase it in the first place. I was also keen to see whether Tippa had … Continue reading D&D Chronicles: In which we leave Tippa in a tight spot
Picking up where we left off, Squirrel has just collapsed after attempting to dispel the ward applied to a border of trees around a strange villa in the middle of the desolated Dust Plains... ZILLAH The ghost in the villa (18 April) Squirrel takes a huge breath and attempts to dispel the ward again. It's … Continue reading D&D Chronicles: Ghostly encounters
I finally sent the novel I’ve been working on to some writing friends for feedback. Huzzah! Now I’m shaking in my snazzy red boots. It’s amazing how my mind flipped after clicking ‘send’. Before hitting ’send’, I was pretty happy with the general shape of the draft. I’ve been dying for someone to read it … Continue reading Journal: shaking in my boots
ZILLAH We're finally leaving Issimbaal. It's been over a week, but feels even longer. So much has happened. After much deliberation, we've decided to brave the dust plains and head south-west towards the Temple of Bahaal and hope it doesn't live up to its other name -- the Temple of Death. We're pretty sure that's … Continue reading D&D Chronicles: Of portals, dust and a strange villa
ZILLAH Dealing with Elliana (not) We argue long into the night about how to get the Left Eye of Varrien from Elliana. The clerics of Phanator refuse to help us, not wanting to start a conflict with the Church of Elloran. I think we all know Elliana and her protector are far too strong for … Continue reading D&D Chronicles: Getting our butts kicked in and around Issimbaal
Priddy's Tale is another gorgeous love story from Harper Fox. It's a fantastical tale about a lost young guy who lives in a Cornish lighthouse and falls in love with a merman. I love this story so much. It's told in a fairy tale style -- which isn't usually my thing, because I prefer a … Continue reading Priddy’s Tale: book review
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