Averil trod through the forest, bow in her left hand and knapsack in her right. Dawn had just broken and the grass was still wet with dew. This was Averil’s favorite time of day, when everything was quiet. Her hunting party would not meet up for another couple of hours, so she had some time…
The evening sun glistened in the waves below. The wind rustled the leaves above. Soon the sun would dip below the horizon, draping it all in gloomy shadows. But for now everything was beautiful. Averil sat down under the looming tree, took a deep breath and stared into the sunset. Just being here made her…
It was a sunny day, but down in the forest it was still dim. The extensive canopy overhead was not letting much light through, giving the woods an eerie atmosphere. An old man was mumbling to himself while making his way through the underbrush. Although vegetation was heavy the man seemed to move through it…
The crackling sound of the campfire brought back all kinds of memories to Sir Darby. Some of them fond. Most of them not. Sir Darby would always associate campfires with war, and memories of war were seldom pleasant ones. He had learnt the hard way that one was never as safe as one felt around…
Averil guided her rowing-boat silently through the morning mist. Her fiery hair damp with the moisture of the fog as she waited for the shore to appear. She couldn’t see more than a few yards ahead of her, but she didn’t need to. These waters were familiar enough, and she welcomed the cover of the…
Sir Darby knocked on the door to Sir Bagshaw’s study, his dark brown hair was slightly damp from the light rain. Over all the years this was his first time at Sir Bagshaw’s private residence. The old knight had always taken his audiences in his room in the castle. Sir Darby had gone there first…
Sir Darby was making his way through the wild grass. It had been a while since his last time here, and the little path he’d usually follow was all but gone. Before long he reached his destination; a huge tree growing amidst a pile rocks, right in the middle of the meadow. This was the…
Guards heading out on patrol, while some stay behind drinking raspberry juice 🙂 The tower is a modified version of Derfel Cadarn’s excellent design; Hangman’s Watch.
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