“Twilight falls, Davokar darkens.” The goblin Fenya sounded calm, despite the flock of violings that swarmed eagerly around them – the nasty birds could predict bloodshed, they all knew that. Kvarek felt the sweat on his palms threaten his grip on the spear and shouted over his shoulder: “Magdala, faster!” The witch didn’t answer, lost as she was to the sinister... [click here for more]
They avoided eye-contact, both of them focusing on the flickering flame that struggled for its life on the table between them. It wouldn’t be long before darkness reigned supreme in their booth at the Salons of Symbaroum.“You feel it too,” she whispered to her friend and colleague. “Admit it.”“It… It’s nothing, only the autumn... [click here for more]
Mist blanketed the plateau,chilling and damp,causing Selisa to shiver as she and a dozen other newly arrived treasure hunters stood before the Huldra. The witch's firm eyes glared at them from behind her mask, assessing them one by one.“What’s going on?” Galar whispered. “We haven’t done any–”Selisa... [click here for more]
NOTE: The Hunter's Harbor is the opening section of the book Thristle Hold - Wrath of the Warden, here presented as a stand-along eBook - perfect for players who can (and are supposed to) read this section before playing, or for anyone who just wants to get a feel for the town of Thistle Hold without buying the whole book.
Every day for eight... [click here for more]