The Adventures of Morlith and Aasgar

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Monday, March 19, 2007

The Magistrate's Office (part V)

“Alright,” Rhothwin said, “So we are not up against just any run-of-the-mill dragon, but a terribly, powerful beastie with nasty breath, and magical abilities that rival the greatest wizard of all time. Does that some it up nicely for everyone?” “That is indeed the case,” Urgana said. “You will need... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, March 16, 2007

The Magistrate's Office (part IV)

A sense of uneasiness filled Morlith; Death priests had an almost sinister reputation: they saw death as natural, almost as something to be desired. To them, Life was merely a transition between what came before birth and what followed death. To them, it was Life that was unnatural. To them, Life... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 12, 2007

The Magistrate's Office (part III)

“You will not?” Lithana asked. “No,” Morlith said firmly. Now it was Rhothwin who stepped up. The lithe thief wormed his way in between Lithana and Morlith. “Who much do you pay?” he asked. Lithana looked him over once before replying. “Ten gold a day.” “That is a pittance considering the quest!”... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, March 9, 2007

The Magistrate's Office (part II)

“And what is your profession, Morlith?” the woman asked. “Isn’t it obvious?” Morlith replied, gesturing to his red-orange robes and his iron shod oak staff topped with a ruby. Surely, the woman could not be so obtuse as to not recognize a wizard when she saw one. The woman’s thin lips pressed... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, March 2, 2007

The Magistrate's Office

In the morning, two days later, Morlith, Aasgar, and Rhothwin left the Sword and Anvil Inn in search of the local magistrate's office. It was a grey, cloudy morning; the sky looked somewhat like an upside down field of dirty snow. Far to the east, the horizon was limned with roseate and orange as... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, February 26, 2007

Bad News (part V)

Morlith looked around the tavern. The minstrel had stopped playing his song, and the dancers were breaking up to return to their seats, so the mood in the inn was quite subdued. No one else seemed concerned with their conversation, even though it was about a dragon and perhaps the fate of the entire... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, February 23, 2007

Bad News (part IV)

Morlith stroked his blonde-brown beard. They would need to begin making preparations immediately; two days was precious little time. He had spells to prepare, and Aasgar would need to oil his armor and sharpen his axe. He turned his head and opened his mouth to speak, then stopped. At the table next... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, February 12, 2007

Bad News (part III)

Both of Aasgar's bushy black eyebrows lifted in surprise. "A dragon? Have ya' got a death wish, my friend? We aren't messing with no dragon." Aasgar took a quick swig of his ale, then slammed the tankard back down on the table; his eyes glistened sharply like sapphires, daring Morlith to challenge... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, February 9, 2007

Bad News (part II)

The town crier, his task accomplished, rolled up his parchment and stepped away from the podium. A low murmuring of conversation rose up about the town square, laced with fear. For a moment, Morlith let his gaze following the young man's retreating back. "Have you found what you are looking for?"... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, February 5, 2007

Bad News

The rain fell in a steady drizzle, hard enough to turn much of the town square of Daralon to mud, yet still not hard enough to drive the people there away. A handful of tradesmen and mongers were scattered across the square, doing their best to sell their wares. And there were many takers. Morlith,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Fantasy fiction, sword and sorcery, wizards, dragons, and more. An on-going adventure story of the wizard Morlith and his dwarven companion, Aasgar. ***As of June 1, 2008 I intend to decrease my contributions to this blog. No longer will it be updated only on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, but it will be updated on Tuesdays and Fridays instead. ***

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