The Fey Child (114)

August 29, 2014

The story so far.

I backed away; the last place I wanted to be was between two royals of Faerie battling each other. Green and blue and white light blazed around them, with threads of shadow that were somehow brighter than all the rest.

I couldn’t see the other witch, and that concerned me because I had the idea that she might try to take me down, or aid the queen in some way. Not that it looked like the queen needed much help.

But at the moment, neither the queen nor the prince was paying attention to me.

Neither were any of the others, as they chose their sides in what looked very much to be a final showdown.

I slid further away, to the very edge of the wards.

Help Wanted (70)

August 20, 2014

The story so far.

The abbess gives the librarians a frosty nod, then turns her attention to you. “Back again, are you? We told you before–“

“Oh, stand down already,” the senior librarian says. “We have a proposal for you.”

Looking irritated at the interruption, the abbess looks down her nose at the three of you. Since she’s standing at the top of the steps and you are a few steps down, this is easy for her to do. The senior librarian is very tall, however, and can almost look her in the eye.

“I am quite sure you have no proposal that I would wish to hear,” the abbess says.

“It involves the Translation Codex,” the junior librarian says, and then withers beneath the senior’s glare.

There is a pause so long that the abbess has to be wondering whether she misheard.

“Come in,” she says at last.

The Company: The Swordplayer (40)

August 18, 2014

The story so far.

I didn’t know what to tell her. I hadn’t really known where we’d been going. We’d made it look like I’d found the trail, but really I’d been following the signs Olemilekan had given me.

Now those signs had run out.

I didn’t dare even glance at him to see if he had any other ideas.

“Well?” the troop leader asked again.

“I’ll have to find the trail again,” I said.

“I’ll help you,” Olemilekan’s companion told me. The troop leader rolled her eyes and sent us ahead of the main band to see if we could locate our quarry.

“We won’t find it,” his companion said to me quietly, once we were out of earshot. “They’ve got a sorcerer, too.”

The Fey Child (113)

August 10, 2014

The story so far.

The Queen of Faerie advanced on me. All I could think was to try and complete the spell before she reached me. But having to remember both my part and the other witch’s with all the might and majesty of Faerie bearing down on me was more than I could manage. I flailed at casting the spell, feeling the energy we’d gathered start to bleed out.

Then a slim, almost spindly shape, with wild, befeathered hair, came into my view, moving to intercept the Queen. She didn’t notice until he raised the most primitive wand I’d ever seen–it looked like he’d just broken a branch off one of the trees–and black lightning crackled from it. She turned on him, her expression shocked.

The Prince.

Help Wanted (69)

August 8, 2014

The story so far.

It’s daytime, so you don’t see any goblins as you follow the librarians halfway across the city to the Temple. As you get closer, you notice a lot more sidelong looks than you got last time. The librarians walk with their heads up, deliberately ignoring the stares.

“I’m guessing you don’t come here much,” you venture at last. You’re almost having to run to keep up with them. You wouldn’t have expected them to walk that fast.

“We don’t come here at all,” the senior librarian says, which ends that conversation.

By the time you reach the top of the Temple steps, the Abbess herself is waiting for you.

The Company: The Swordplayer (39)

August 7, 2014

The story so far.

I glanced at Olemilekan, who returned a slight nod. Though he’d reveal it to no one else, that smoke marked our quarry’s unwise choice to light a fire.

Soon enough we found where they’d forced a path off the road and into the forest, perhaps hoping to lose their pursuit–though at first the trail was so obvious a blind child could have followed it.

Towards midday, however, the trail vanished, with not even a faint track nor telltale bruised or broken branches to mark its presence. Olemilekan looked puzzled, but said nothing.

The troop leader came to me. “Well?” she said. “What now?”

The Fey Child (112)

August 6, 2014

The story so far.

A curse escaped my mouth before I could stop it. In that charged magical atmosphere it took physical form, an enormous green glob that flew across the garden and smacked the other witch right in the face. The glob burst, covering her with green goo.

Most satisfying, but it left me with the problem of taking on all of Faerie by myself. Because if the queen and the prince could unite over anything, it would be kicking my ass.

Indeed, the queen towered in the midst of the tumult, her eyes glowing with rage.

“A banishing?” she roared. “Oh, mortals. You’re going to pay for that.”

Help Wanted (68)

August 5, 2014

The story so far.

“In any case, we can agree that the goblins should not keep the Orb either,” the senior librarian says.

For yourself, you’ve thought that it couldn’t be in better hands. But if you don’t get them that Bone they’ll eat your liver.

“I can secure us a meeting with the Abbess,” the senior librarian goes on. “Both of you come with me. But don’t mention what you’re planning to do with the Tatterman’s Bone,” she says to you. “The Temple doesn’t like goblins. They’re always getting into the cellars.”

“Maybe they wouldn’t do that if the Temple gave them the Bone,” you point out.

“You didn’t strike me as that optimistic, adventurer. Let’s go.”

The Company: The Swordplayer (38)

August 5, 2014

The story so far.

The next morning we all set out on the trail again. With what Olemilekan had shown me, I was able to find signs of our quarry’s passage that would lead us in the right direction. The other scouts were less certain, but I overrode their concerns. By midday we had made up half the distance.

The troop leader kept us moving well into the evening, now that we were getting close. Only when it became too dark for us to find any signs did we pause.

The next morning, we saw smoke rising from the middle of a forest.

The Fey Child (111)

August 1, 2014

The story so far.

The other witch nodded and recited the next part of the spell.

The warded space was now free from all anchors. All that was left was the banishing.

This was going to hurt.

As I began the spell, a tingling crawled up my arms and legs. The tingling became a tickling, then an itching.

Then a burning.

The fey had definitely noticed that something was up now. They began to converge on me.

“Do it!” I shouted at the other witch. “Now!”

She smiled at me and opened her mouth.



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