Works of Fiction
Creating characters, settings, or even whole worlds is a long-time joy of mine, one where I get to flex my creative muscles and try to encourage others to do the same. While my blog in general deals with all number of topics, here’s a curated list of all of my works of fiction – content inspired from other works, games I’ve played, or spun out of whole cloth.
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Currently I have two long-running story arcs going: the Lavis Chronicles which explores a civilization’s first steps onto the galactic stage, and Covert Ops about two American operatives fighting a Bolivian drug cartel. I hope you enjoy!
Old Haunts
It’s almost hard to believe that Beaver Lake used to be a nice area for commuters and families to live, grow old, and retire, free from the radioactive ash and almost universal lawlessness that would later come to define it. “Glow City” formed in the wake of Redmond’s...
The Bottom Line
“Ms. Silverleaf,” the studious-looking woman sighed, rubbing at the bridge of her nose in frustration. “Brehan,” the serious-faced halfling interrupted. Her leather armour squeaked as she adjusted in the too-large chair, throwing a leg over the armrest. “My name is...
Holding Her Breath
She couldn’t remember when she first became aware of her own consciousness. Had it been a gradual building of impulses and thoughts, or did sapience erupt all at once like lightning from a bottle? However it came about, one of her first realizations was that time was...
Of All Stripes
“So, let me get this straight—that man over there, the one with tufts of fur sewn onto his stupid hat to resemble ears, the one merrily conversing in the common tongue and drinking a pint, is your magical familiar?” “Worry not, this sort of misunderstanding happens...
The Foundation of Evil
The songs of early-morning birds heralded the arrival of another blessed day in the kingdom of Arlon. For decades the empire had enjoyed prosperity and growth unknown at any time before; their heroes had chased the very gods of Evil themselves back to their dark...
The High Cost of Living
His companion’s leather armour creaked loudly in the still quiet of the temple’s inner sanctum. Joachim wished Reybeard could stay still for even a moment, but daren’t risk more of their hosts’ ire by trying to shush him. It had not been easy, finding a church to the...
