Month: September 2017

Worth the Candle, Ch 42: A Pleasant Interlude in Kansas

Tiff had taken to driving me home after D&D. She didn’t live anywhere near me, but she’d said she lived so far out in the country that the extra few miles didn’t matter to her, and I naturally accepted the rides, because she was Tiff. “I have a question about the unicorns,” she said. “Unicorns […]

Worth the Candle, Ch 40: The Feminine Mystique

We teleported into the Aon Adharc Glen fully armored and with weapons drawn. If not for the fact that a murderous unicorn was there, I probably would have found it pleasant. Birch trees stuck up from knee-high grass, with little yellow flowers poking up in small clusters and blue butterflies flapping their wings as they […]

Worth the Candle, Ch 39: Strategic Reserves

Skill increased: Blood Magic lvl 20! (Skill can no longer be increased by amateur training.) New Virtue: Hypertension! Skill increased: Athletics lvl 20! (Skill can no longer be increased by amateur training.) New Virtue: Long-distance Runner! I stopped using Sanguine Surge with every step once I was down a thousand drops of blood. I’d had […]

Worth the Candle, Ch 36: In Which Juniper Stares At His Character Sheet

While Fenn and Grak continued magic item testing, I stared at my character sheet and tried to determine how I was going to spend my points. What do you want to be when you grow up? Well, no, that was the wrong question. The real question was the proper way to minmax, given the information […]

Worth the Candle, Ch 33: Tenth

“Nice to see you too,” said Fenn. “You’re welcome.” Grak dropped to one knee. “Princess Amaryllis, I am honored to make your acquaintance.” “We need to go,” I said. “No telling how long until he gets back.” I turned to Fenn. “I’m a fan of glove-out-the-window.” “My things are in his vault,” said Amaryllis. “It’s […]

Worth the Candle, Ch 32: Be Still My Heart

We went into Trifles Tower through the service entrance two days later, with only minor deterioration to my condition, after Grak spent ten tense minutes with his wand against the wards, subverting or changing them somehow. We’d watched the outside for long enough to get a sense of what people wore; the bottom two thirds […]

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