We entered into Anglecynn by teleportation key, fully armored and geared up for a fight, but we were in the woods that the Penndraig clan sometimes used as hunting grounds, far out of season, and the only creature that marked our arrival was a very surprised bluejay. I spent some time putting a tattoo on […]
Worth the Candle, Ch 56: Vacation Vocations
Skill increased: Parry lvl 20! (Skill can no longer be increased by amateur training.) New Virtue: Prescient Blade! Prescient Blade: You take half the normal penalty to parry bullets, arrows, or other missile weapons. These attacks still do damage to your blade as normal. I was happy to get that one in the course of […]
Worth the Candle, Ch 55: Bond Girl
“Uther had a lot of love interests who died?” I asked. “I mean, he had love interests … in addition to his wife?” “Which version of history do you want?” asked Amaryllis. “I want the truth,” I replied. “I don’t know the truth,” said Amaryllis. “Juniper, you have to understand that this was all five […]
Worth the Candle, Ch 54: Looper
It did feel kind of weird to take a vacation, mostly because none of us had jobs. Actually, Grak had a job, which was as group warder, but for this one week the work he did was keeping the bottle warded against intruders, which was none too arduous. Solace had a vocation, which was as […]
Worth the Candle, Ch 53: A Tiptoe Through the Tulips
“Vervain was far from the first flower mage, but he was the best there ever was,” said Solace. The glass bottle that contained the locus’ domain didn’t have anything so neat and ordered as a garden would imply, but there was a small section that was devoted to Solace’s side business as a flower mage. […]
Worth the Candle, Ch 52: Culmination
“Well, that was fast,” said Amaryllis. I snapped awake and stared at her, standing over us, and realized that I was in bed with Fenn next to me (wearing no pants), resting her head on my chest. Amaryllis was still in her plate, looking tired but pleased with herself. I think ‘wry amusement’ just about […]
Worth the Candle, Ch 51: Blood in the Water
Amaryllis was slapping me in the face. This actually hurt quite a bit, because she wasn’t being at all gentle with me. I raised a hand to fend her off and began to come back to my senses. I had leveled, and it had been fantastic, sending me beyond the ability to think. It was […]
Worth the Candle, Ch 50: Copse and Robbers
I drew a seven of tines, which meant we’d go in the middle 60° arc, then drew the virgin, which was card #57 according to my scheme. I considered the card somewhat suspect, but I had done a lot of shuffling and wasn’t going to reduce our probability spread by getting superstitious about the kabbalistic […]
Worth the Candle, Ch 49: Math.random()
“He made a deal with fucking Doris Finch,” said Amaryllis, as soon as I was out of the bottle. I stared at her; her hair was different, cut short, almost to the scalp, and no longer the red it had been, but brown instead. She was in her full armor, minus the helmet, and it […]
Worth the Candle, Ch 48: Doe or Doe Not, There is no Try
I woke up gasping for air and looking around wildly. My brain must have been working off some really old subsystems, because my first thought was, this isn’t my room, before I remembered that I didn’t have a room anymore. I was on Aerb, not Earth, and on Aerb I was an itinerant wanderer without […]
Worth the Candle, Ch 47: At Arm’s Length
Things were a little bit awkward between us after that. I kept wanting her to crack a joke, but she was being very serious as she took payment for the meat, and as we carted the bones over to a cleaner. It was roughly eight thousand pounds of animal, which was spread across no less […]
Worth the Candle, Ch 46: The Market of Blood and Bone
Solace went around to us one by one, tapping her bird-skull wooden staff upon our heads. The tap produced dense mist, which fell down like a sheet to cover the body, and when it cleared, there was a bird standing there instead. I watched that happen to Grak and then Amaryllis, as Solace moved around […]
Worth the Candle, Ch 45: Keep Magic Weird
I stared at the six-eyed doe as Amaryllis approached it. It was massive, for a deer, though showed no signs of giving a crap about the square-cube law. I mean, I also didn’t give a crap about the square-cube law, but it was one of those things that you needed to think about when designing […]
Worth the Candle, Ch 44: Mairzy Doats and Dozy Doats
The one thing we hadn’t gotten around to discussing was the issue of companions. Uther had seven of his Knights of the Square Table, and extrapolating from that, I was bound to have at least a few more. Both Amaryllis and Fenn I had stumbled across, while Grak had been someone we’d met after setting […]