The Grey Tower

Maever Donovan "I do be very worried about the Forkroot situation." Maever worried about many things, so this went without saying, but this was particuarly troublesome to him. The Forkroot inventory was experiencing, according to one of the reports that had been compiled by Karrahmel, var...

As far as all the fighting went, it was probably a good job Nate wasn't paying any attention to it. He was all up for a scrap on occasion and was very happy to throw his weight around in a figurative and a literal sense, but he wasn't able to do so when he was concentrating on his weather weaves. So...

Murdock supposed he was probably a treacherous Brown by Miahala's standards, but he wasn't going to bring that up. No, he liked his insides to stay on his inside, and there was something to be said for making someone like her a staunch ally. Maybe that was a bit of a hopeful term, she possibly toler...

It didn't take Nate all that long to gauge where to go. Even as the dramatic wind died down as suddenly as it had appeared, Nate felt the weather doing its thing now, in a way he hadn't just a moment before. It was a bit weird really. Growing up he had never had any inclinations or indications that ...

Unfortunately there were no other books accessed recently that Murdock was aware of, so he shook his head. "No," he replied honestly, "not that I can detect." He looked down at the absent page (or at least, where there ought to be some family tree or other) with muted interest. &...

"Do you be walking in the Light, Varros?" "I do! I walk in the Light, please..." "The Light will protect you then, if you do be a good person." "I am a good person. I swear it!" --- Maever woke up with a yell, falling out of bed in a pile of covers and flaili...

Maever Donovan "Do you walk in the Light, Maever Donovan?" "I do! I do be walking in the Light, please..." "The Light will protect you then, if you are a good person." "I do be a good person. I do swear it!" --- The flash of light seared Maever's vision and h...

Nate Carridus In the overheated disasterzone that is the Waste, there was no water. No real wind to speak of, not on a normal day. The air was heavy, still, and stagnant like air trapped in a corpse. But this was not a normal day, and the Grey Tower may have been partially responsible. Standing alo...

Murdock watched as Miahala moved on to the next book. His dark eyes were bright, a little bit - just a tiny bit - of adrenaline pumping in his veins. If he had the inclination, he could have worked out who was responsible for this desecration. He could lean on the right people, ask the proper questi...

"Back in my day, people who wanted to kill you simply turned up and made the attempt," Murdock grumped mostly to himself. "None of this luring and tricking business." He was otherwise quiet as he listened, though the organised part of his brain - the part that made being the Keep...