Zhaneen: Cup of Blood
Zhaneen had accepted the brittle letter that originated with Carnstein, a count of some power who served under Prince Vlad. Her only thought was to secure aid from Carnstein, to sell him on the...
View ArticleZhaneen: Arisen
“It is not but a drop in the eternal bucket of time, but a year has gone and passed, milord,” Zhaneen said, bowing to the throne of her master, Carnstein. His eyes had that far away look to them, and...
View ArticleIsabel: Arisen Again
Author’s Note: Due to the fall of Legends of Sosaria, and due to the tyrant owners of that Unicorn shard, Isabel has found a new home over at UO Evolution. I’ll write a proper review soon, so let the...
View ArticleIsabel: Challenge
Author’s Note: Isabella’s new days over on Ultima Evolution continue….strong. After seeing the lay of the land, Isabella was darned sure that this parallel universe was closest to the first that she...
View ArticleThe Cull
“Traaaaiiiitorrrr!” the vampire said, falling like his ghoul only moments before. Too bad Isabella didn’t trust them. Sure, they gave her the bag of coins, but it was the stab in the back that she...
View ArticleA View to a Throat
And wasn’t as if Isabel had never heard of honor, it just wasn’t applicable between enemy factions, vampire to vampire. Throat by throat she cut, listening to the promised syllables as they rattled...
View ArticleThe Guild
Isabella found the stories of the Knights of Valor leader, Raisa, to be inspirational, and perhaps an answer to her wish in the yearning to find others who shared her interest. But what were those...
View ArticleConfrontation
In my sleep, my old mistress sought me out, spirit-projection at its best, in order to harass me for my recent kills of our kindred. I did my best to shut her out of my mind, even in the sleep of the...
View ArticleContact
I. Ilyana emanated from the ghostly blue outlines of the sacred pentangle in the forest glade, bloomed into life-like color, and slowly walked to me at the southern edge of the circle. When she pulled...
View ArticleIsabel in Hell
OUT IN NOVEMBER: ISABEL IN HELL A novella that takes the early Romantic conception of the vampire to task, with a little tour through a Miltonic Hellscape. See next week’s Isabel blog for more...
View ArticleIlyana Defined
How is Ilyana, the baddie in my fiction, different from protagonist Isabel? Good question. The answer has come to me slowly through writing about her. At first she was a straight-out clone of Isabel,...
View ArticleOf Raakel (a Mordheim story)
1. It was in Mordheim that fate put me at the opposite end of a vampire’s sword. Rogue versus the Undead. How laughable, right? Double daggers versus a cursed blade. Do the calculation. The answer...
View ArticleRaakel’s Stones (ii): A Mordheim Story
The plan was flawless: While Theodore set a section of Mordheim on fire, and drive the enemy forward with the flames, Andrus, Natasha, and myself were to remain hidden in one of the tinder-like...
View ArticleRaakel’s Stones (iii): A Mordheim Story
You know how it is when you lose. You’re face down in dirt playing dead, watching Andrus, your vampire lord, skitter away like a hive of hornets were after him. I edged over to my favorite, Natasha....
View ArticleValhalla Lost: A UO Shard Beyond All Others
Valhalla Lost is a UO shard built on the sheer artistry of its creators. Want to play a drunken monk (at long last?). Log on and create one, earn some experience points, and badda-badda-bing, you can...
View ArticleStrahd’s Possession Play Through (1)–A Journal
How I came to be in Barovia, I do not rightly know. Vague memories of wine, an elf huntress, and a fire pit in a forest are as sharp as my memory gets. Then there was a season of concern, images of...
View ArticleStrahd’s Possession, Journal Entry 2
The plight of Lord Dhelt drew us to his castle like hungry flies. Natasha argued the place was haunted, cursed, or whatnot, and that we should avoid entry. Maila Batori, argued, “We will starve, we...
View ArticleBalgara the Black Guard I (Dragonspear Diary)
In the sowing of the forest, I walk tall and brave, following my prey for the Dark Fathers who gave me these powers I wield. The longbow is my choice, sensuous and lean; long is its reach, powerful is...
View ArticleBalgara the Black Guard II (Dragonspear Diary)
After supping on the fresh heart of my enemy, braised with oil over an open flame, I recline, dreaming of Corwin. Corwin, my weight, my bane, my weakness. Why Dark Father was I speared so maliciously...
View ArticleBalgara the Black Guard III (Dragonspear Diary)
And the green dragon fell like a spring leaf, yellow-tinged around the edges, but life-green in the center. My bow, Malax, spoke, and the green dragon’s mighty hand was played. It thudded to the...
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