|Posted by ironwulfe on April 9, 2015 at 8:55 PM||comments (1)|
I was human once, a rogue just enjoying life and adventure. And loot, lets not ever forget the loot, ever. Loot and fresh deer, the two most delightful tastes in the world, so to speak.
And this brings me to the reason for telling this story. I was hungry for my second favorite thing, this being the fresh deer of course. River and I went hunting. River is my cat, I found her while hunting a couple of years earlier. Normally I would leave a baby animal where I found it knowing the mot...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Tamrus on December 8, 2014 at 2:50 PM||comments (2)|
In the days after the opening of the Rift Between Worlds, many people we frightened of the new gateway that allowed people from Ebberon to travel to Faurûn and vice versa. People were worried about new dangers and potential threats. Heroes stepped forth from both sides of the rift to battle these new foes and face new perils. Durring this time some old adversaries were ignored. Perhaps they were deamed unworthy or maybe just less dangerous. Whatever the reason, the pirates of Three Barre...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Augon on January 1, 2014 at 10:10 PM||comments (1)|
Vitrin sighed as his foot stepped on to the deck the air ship, Winter’s Den. He paused briefly and looked around at the deserted upper deck. He hadn’t spent much time here lately. Not since achieving Master. It seemed the Pale One, Allaric had taken his place in the groups while Vitrin hung back and considered the next phase of his life. Now Allaric himself had reached Master. He seemed to be much more comfortable with this achievement than Vitrin.
Vitrin stro...Read Full Post »
|Posted by aandrade76 on December 31, 2013 at 1:35 PM||comments (0)|
The Legend of the Wulfepack: Libram of the Wulfe
As the wax of the withered candle sought refuge from the flame...the cool subtle light of the moon preached a dim but yearning gleam upon the age old, tattered, leather bound tome which lay shut upon the fine oaken table. A massive tome… marked with but one alienating glyph...sealed only by dust settled over centuries marked by atrocities and miracles spawned by the likes of mankind.
Hethar gently laid her hand upon th...Read Full Post »
|Posted by aandrade76 on December 31, 2013 at 1:30 PM||comments (0)|
“ It’s time, meet at Winter’s den. Midnight.” SteelWulfe said to me. He tuned and ran off into the woods, changing into his silvery wolf form as he ran. I looked up at the sky. It was 10 pm. Nearly there, I thought. The wind blew through my hair and I caught a whiff of rabbit. I resisted the urge to transform and capture it. I didn’t want to waste my energy for tonight. I turned and walked into the woods towards my den.
I closed my eyes and fell to ...Read Full Post »
|Posted by aandrade76 on December 31, 2013 at 1:25 PM||comments (0)|
Am I dreaming?
No. I am on a ship.
But it is not being attacked by a frost dragon. And we are not sinking. And it is not cold,… (so very damn cold!)
It’s ironic that that the warm confines of winter’s Den could remind me of the garbage scow that brought me to Korthos. Or nearly brought me, that is…
It is in my waking moments that I recall the past few years and how I have changed – how frightened but determined I was when I left my home in...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Tamrus on June 10, 2013 at 6:25 PM||comments (0)|
Listen all ye I tell a tale today, the Wulfepack of stormreach has come to stay
Though we may be hurt and run away, The wulfepack rallies to win the day
In sand and fire and snow on the mountain, they run as a pack and fight as one
In darkest deep and brightest hight, the wulfepack runs free as the fight is won
The Alpha leads us to our prey, together we bring it down to stay
Do not think, enemies, that you can live for each wulfe is cunning and th...