Recent content by Mera'din

On the way back through town, Crow saw fewer people, but still acknowledged those he did. Ablian, a friend of Balen's; Jurdan, the local entertainer and storyteller; he even spotted Genrich, a peddler who visited Arren often. To all of them he called out hello and waved, and they returned his...

“Hail, Crow!” Mërth called out him through his labored breathing, wiping a thick layer of grime from his forehead and smearing it on his apron. “What brings you back to Arren this early? Surely you and Balen haven’t already eaten through so much of the food you purchased yesterday that you can’t...

(I have to split this up into multiple posts so it will fit, so don't be angry about my double or triple posting; I'm not here for a high post count ;)) Chapter One West of the Cirenthel Mountains, a delicate breeze cut through the scattered clumps of trees laid randomly across the plains of...

This is a fantasy novel I'm working on. I don't know if would be considered a "novel", though. Anywho, check it out, see if you like it. I've already written eight chapters, but I'll post them one by one for C&C. This is by far my most successful attempt at a story so far, so be gentle. Feel...