Sage stood next to her father. He towered over her, his big ugly face trying to understand how she had missed the fight in the morning,
"Your saying to me, you were hiding in a room, with a strange man, who didn't even pay me for lodging," Sage looked to the floor, "what was his name?" Gumlim leaned in closer.
"I don't know his name," Gumlin looked away muttering something about no justice around and wandered back to the bar to serve a new customer. Sage let out a deep sigh, there was no use in lying to her father, he had a natural cunning that contrasted with his half-orc, half-human face which also naturally looked stupid. Sage smiled at
Age of the Falcon - Chapter 1 by rucky500, literature
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Age of the Falcon - Chapter 1
He awoke in a lazy stir only disturbed by the notion that he would have to get up. The same smell existed in the morning as it did when he fell into the dirty taverns bed. Robin made a face as he sat up, still fully clothed from the night before he felt drained of all life.
Just as he was contemplating sneaking out of the window in hope of not paying the big brute of a landlord, the swinging of the door showed a girl bustling about with new sheets for the dirty bed he was sitting on. Robin grinned a foxy smile, and said, "Hello," the girl started and looked up from her white sheets. Robin stood at his full height and flashed a predators smi
Everyone lives in a fantasy one way or another. The escapism of oneself in a world where life is more interesting, invigorating. And in a world matured, where the elder races are not exactly how history deciphers them, where does man stand. The might of the dwarf empire in the mountains, the dark mist that surrounds the Orcs and ogres, the glory of the once proud elf lords no longer exists. It is very different three thousand years later, where generations of inter breeding, wars, and trade changed the face of the earth. In another era of strife, in another era of fear, a boy is thrown into a world surrounded by greed, lust and blood. This is
Everyone lives in a fantasy one way or another. The escapism of oneself in a world where life is more interesting, invigorating. And in a world matured, where the elder races are not exactly how history deciphers them, where does man stand. The might of the dwarf empire in the mountains, the dark mist that surrounds the Orcs and ogres, the glory of the once proud elf lords no longer exists. It is very different three thousand years later, where generations of inter breeding, wars, and trade changed the face of the earth. In another era of strife, in another era of fear, a boy is thrown into a world surrounded by greed, lust and blood. This is
Age of the Falcon - Chapter 1 by rucky500, literature
Literature
Age of the Falcon - Chapter 1
He awoke in a lazy stir only disturbed by the notion that he would have to get up. The same smell existed in the morning as it did when he fell into the dirty taverns bed. Robin made a face as he sat up, still fully clothed from the night before he felt drained of all life.
Just as he was contemplating sneaking out of the window in hope of not paying the big brute of a landlord, the swinging of the door showed a girl bustling about with new sheets for the dirty bed he was sitting on. Robin grinned a foxy smile, and said, "Hello," the girl started and looked up from her white sheets. Robin stood at his full height and flashed a predators smi