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Chapter Eleven - The Sleeping Giants Tap House
The Sleeping Giants tap house was a dilapidated, run down building at the far end of the road. A few small buildings around in much the same shabby state and the decrepit Manor looming eerily in the background atop a hill.    As Poppy and Bale got closer to the tap house they could see a covered porch to the front of the building and two Red Brand thugs sitting outside on empty ale barrels, guarding the door. They wore the same grubby scarlet cloaks and had swords affixed to their belts. Their sullen stares were affixed upon Poppy and Bale as they approached.    One man rose to his feet, snorted and spat on the ground. Bale and Poppy cont
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Chapter Ten - Chewing the Fat in Phandalin
    The sun was high in the sky by the time Poppy and Sildar ambled down to the town square, having just bid Errick and Roclaf a fond farewell on their journey back to Neverwinter. Poppy had fussed over them, being a worry wart as usual, making sure the pair would be safe on the way back. Eric, stoic as ever, assured Poppy that because the wagon was empty they shouldn't get much trouble on the road.    “They'll be fine, Errick has done the trip many times for Gundren before,” Sildar said trying to soothe the emotional halfling. Poppy looked up quizzically at Sildar while they walked down the dirt path.    “Then why are we
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Chapter 9 - The Lion Shield Coster
Bale had wandered down the dry dusty street, casually showing off Steve to people who passed by, making his way down to the weapons shop. It was a large building facing front onto the town square. There was a big old sign hanging above the door shaped like a shield with a blue lion painted on it. Just as Bale went to walk into the shop a large man barged into him leaving the shop. The man grunted by way of apology and fixed his red cloak back into shape, tucking a bag of coin into his jacket as he did. Bale side stepped out of they way loudly muttering “Oh no good sir, pardon me, absolutely my fault for even existing!” The man ei
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Chapter 8 - Onwards to Phanladin
The pack travelled on for another day, stopping for a short rest throughout the night before making the final trek to Phanladin. Poppy and Sildar sat on the bench of the wagon, making small pleasant talk now and again, both a little on edge after the previous days events. Errick kept pace at the rear whilst Bale walked alongside Roclaf, conversing deeply with her and showing off Steve. The great big dog was enamoured with Steve and would often try to tear it from Bale's hand if he brought the fleshy puppet up too close. The rutted cart track emerged from a wooded hillside and they caught their first glimpse of Phanladin. The town consisted
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Chapter 7 - Cavernous Attack
The water had gone as quickly as it had come, definitely a dam Poppy thought. She carefully edged herself back down from the walls and towards the cave's entrance in search of Bale. She thought she would fine him in a much worse state but he met her just at the entrance, a little damper, a lot cleaner but in perfectly good health and spirits. The two turned, heading back up into the cavern, the muddy path much more muddier and slicker since the last time they walked it. Bale waved at the wolves as they passed them again, the wolves seemed very unphased by all the commotion, like it was another day in the dungeon for them. Returning to the f
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Chapter 6 - Into The Cave
The two adventurers took a few tentative moves into the cave, the stream of water rushing past them to their left and a rocky path leading up into the darkness of the cavern. Just inside the mouth of the cave, to the right, were a few uneven stone steps that led up to a small, dank chamber. Bale took to the steps to investigate, leading the way, Poppy coming up behind him. The stench of rotting meat and wet dog assaulted her nostrils. There was a quick rattle of chains and then the frightful snarling and barking of three very large wolves. The hounds were tied up with lengths of chain around their neck and wrapped round the strong, sturdy s
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Chapter 5 - The Clearing By The Cave
The halfling and the bandaged man walked for an hour or more, following the trampled trail of the goblins, ever vigilant for more traps or further ambushes. They barely spoke a word to each other, seemingly both a little on edge as the thickets became more and more dense. Or more, Poppy barely spoke to Bale, choosing instead to concentrate on track markings and tree lines. Bale on the other hand was chatting up a great storm with his good pal Steve. They turned a corner on a particularly large thorny briar and were then shocked to be walking into a clearing. It seemed to be goblin made, rather than a natural clearing. Poppy could see the cho
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Chapter 4 - Following The Trail
These were the horses of Gundren Rockseeker and Sildar Hallwinter. Gundren had described his horse to her in the tavern, and had described Sildar's as well. A fine stout brown horse with braided mane and a silver stallion with black patches. These were the horses laid before her. She began to search the looted saddle bags, checking belongings. There was am empty leather map case with Dwarven carving which she would bet anything was Rockseeker's. Poppy began to use her tracking knowledge and take note of the surrounding area, she noted it was the perfect ambushing point, a nice secluded spot for a campfire and a rest for the weary traveller.
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Chapter 3 - A Goblin Ambush
They kept good pace for a few hours, the road becoming more wooded, branches scraping along the wagon side, the wheels becoming lodged a few times on larger rockss. Bale had offered to burn a path through the thicket but Poppy turned the offer down, fearing that may give a bit too much unwanted attention. Bale had considered this for a moment, like he didn't understand where the problem was nor the problem in creating a forest fire. The halfling went to argue her point when Bale held up a hand to slow them. "What's that over there?" He asked, gesturing to a clearing in the woods to the left of the road. It looked to be an abandoned camp site
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Chapter 2 - On The High Road
The morning air was crisp in Poppy's lungs, the sun not quite high enough to bring the sharp marshland stench she had become accustomed to over the past day or so. She huddled further into her cloak, seeking what little warmth it offered and surveyed the map open on her lap. They were pretty much halfway on their journey, taking the high road south from the city of Neverwinter through the thick marshland where then they would veer east towards the Triboar Trail and go up towards Phandalin. Poppy thought back to the conversation with Gundren Rockseeker in the Tavern, he had seemed so animated and jovial, laying out his “proposition.&#8
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Chapter Eleven - The Sleeping Giants Tap House
The Sleeping Giants tap house was a dilapidated, run down building at the far end of the road. A few small buildings around in much the same shabby state and the decrepit Manor looming eerily in the background atop a hill.    As Poppy and Bale got closer to the tap house they could see a covered porch to the front of the building and two Red Brand thugs sitting outside on empty ale barrels, guarding the door. They wore the same grubby scarlet cloaks and had swords affixed to their belts. Their sullen stares were affixed upon Poppy and Bale as they approached.    One man rose to his feet, snorted and spat on the ground. Bale and Poppy cont
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Chapter Ten - Chewing the Fat in Phandalin
    The sun was high in the sky by the time Poppy and Sildar ambled down to the town square, having just bid Errick and Roclaf a fond farewell on their journey back to Neverwinter. Poppy had fussed over them, being a worry wart as usual, making sure the pair would be safe on the way back. Eric, stoic as ever, assured Poppy that because the wagon was empty they shouldn't get much trouble on the road.    “They'll be fine, Errick has done the trip many times for Gundren before,” Sildar said trying to soothe the emotional halfling. Poppy looked up quizzically at Sildar while they walked down the dirt path.    “Then why are we
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Chapter 1 - A Debt Unpaid
The Driftwood Tavern was a very fine establishment in the city of Neverwinter. It boasted a warm, welcoming fire, many fine wines and a good many caskets of ale. The food served was rustic but hearty and the Innkeeper Jorge was a jolly fellow with a heart of gold. Jorge would allow Folk to conduct business freely in the Tavern, be that trading, hiring or a little bit of gambling on the tables, as long as people bought ale, food and maybe a bed he was happy enough to allow it to happen. Poppy Broadbelt, a halfling, hopped herself onto an unoccupied stool, her bare feet dangling. She welcomed the comfort of being sat down at last after three d
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A Fairy's Tale - Chapter 3
The fairy had little time to dwell on the moments past, on the man who saved her life, and the other man who'd been intent on taking it. She heard the largest horn bellow out, it shook through the trees, dragged birds from their nests and forced all necks to crane towards the skies. Straightening herself out, arms by her side, she rocketed past gaping mouths and wide eyes. Arine knew she didn't have long, by rights she didn't even have a minute, but flapping her wings with all her strength she flew straight to the first place they'd probably look for her. Of course she didn't have the key to her own home; it was with her belongings in the Co
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A Fairy's Tale - Chapter 2
A scream echoed throughout the land, loud and ear piercing. Blood pumped all over the weathered boards but the blood was not from Arine, no the blood and screams of pain came from the executioner as his hand fell limp and the sword clattered down. An arrow had shot straight and true through the executioner's wrist, shattering bones and ripping the skin apart. The arrow was now embedded in the big wooden door, quivering slightly from the impact. The Captain's head shot up towards where the arrow had come from, an angered look of pure fury spreading across his face. He then began to bark orders to guards; some disappeared behind the now open w
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A Fairy's Tale - Chapter 1
Arine, daughter of Arhun and Bettine, a brown haired, bookish sort of girl with a good standing job as a scroll scribe and was as normal and un-heroic as the days were long. But this bookish un-heroic fairy held the future of everyone within her ink stained grasp. And it is here now we find Arine in the worst situation imaginable, in a cell, awaiting the dawn for her execution. The young fairy was sat upon a sack of hay reading the small book of folk tales that her brother had sent her in pitied love. She could hear screams and wails coming from all around, some begging for release, others were just howling relentlessly. With a quivered br
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A Fairy's Tale - Prologue
An introduction to all things. Elves are not graceful, beautiful creatures; fairies are not small dainty beings. They are like you, or I, with good qualities and bad ones too. It is written that once, long ago, there were five Kings, rulers of the land and rulers of the Elements Fire, Wood, Sand, Water and Air. Now these Kings had ruled their lands well and kept their people in order, but one year decided to seek out the Goddess and ask of her a wish to make them better Kings. They travelled on for many thousands of miles before reaching the highest point of a mountain. There they waited for a week and day before she appeared before them
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100 Challenge - 22. Mother
22. Mother To Mum,   I'm trying to express how much you mean to me. I've tried writing down the first thoughts that come to mind. Doctor Martens, scones and rings. But that just doesn't seem to be what I want to say. So I tried to write you a poem; Mum, you're the simply best, Better than all the rest. But that doesn't seem to be it either, and may, in fact, already be a song. I then tried again; Dearest Ma, Just wanted to say Ta, And that I luv ya. But again that didn't sit right either. I've been thinking long and hard about what I want to say, I've been thinking about it all day. So I guess there's no other way for me
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Epic Tale - Prologue
 "Once, long ago, there were five Kings, rulers of the land and rulers of the Elements Fire, Wood, Sand, Water and Air. Now these Kings had ruled their lands well and kept their people in order, but one year decided to seek out the Goddess and ask of her a wish to make them better Kings. They travelled on for many thousands of miles before reaching the highest point of a mountain. There they waited for a week and day before she appeared before them.   "Kings of Land, what wish do you wish?" "I am King of Fire and I ask for beasts of flame, winged beasts that my people may tame." "I am King of Wood and I ask for eyes to see what cannot b
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100 Challenge - 21. War
21. War "War." "Huh?" "What is it good for?" "Absolutely nothing." The two drinking bums giggled to themselves, before raising their glasses together and downing their small shots of fiery spirit. They both refilled from the glass amber bottle and toasted again. One of them turned in his seat, a merry look upon his face and raised his glass to a shadow in the corner of the bar. He then turned back to his drinking partner, swallowed his drink, ready for another round. "Absolutely nothing." The shadow mumbled, sipping his drink. "What you say Cap'n Kale?" A larger man asked the shadow. "Nothing Brick, not a thing, must be hearing things
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100 Challenge - 22. Mother
22. Mother To Mum,   I'm trying to express how much you mean to me. I've tried writing down the first thoughts that come to mind. Doctor Martens, scones and rings. But that just doesn't seem to be what I want to say. So I tried to write you a poem; Mum, you're the simply best, Better than all the rest. But that doesn't seem to be it either, and may, in fact, already be a song. I then tried again; Dearest Ma, Just wanted to say Ta, And that I luv ya. But again that didn't sit right either. I've been thinking long and hard about what I want to say, I've been thinking about it all day. So I guess there's no other way for me
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100 Challenge - 21. War
21. War "War." "Huh?" "What is it good for?" "Absolutely nothing." The two drinking bums giggled to themselves, before raising their glasses together and downing their small shots of fiery spirit. They both refilled from the glass amber bottle and toasted again. One of them turned in his seat, a merry look upon his face and raised his glass to a shadow in the corner of the bar. He then turned back to his drinking partner, swallowed his drink, ready for another round. "Absolutely nothing." The shadow mumbled, sipping his drink. "What you say Cap'n Kale?" A larger man asked the shadow. "Nothing Brick, not a thing, must be hearing things
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100 Challenge - 19. Grey
19. Grey Grey was the colour of his suit, a medium grey, made from cheap polyester material that caught and clicked easily. Grey was the colour of his underwear, what were once white and new was now stained and washed together with his black socks, the colours muddling together like his memories. Grey was the colour of his hair, what was left of it anyway. Not silver like a fox, the rich dark locks gone from his youth, leaving only wisps of this grey. Grey was the colour of his skin, too much smoking has left him with this tinge, now his face hung and sagged, deep sad wrinkles scattered. Grey was the colour of his brain, fogged up and ol
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100 Challenge 18. Under
18. Under Under all that, little brother, I still see you. Under your heavily tattooed skin I still see the baby of the family. Under your facial piercings I still see that cherub face. Under those sleep deprived eyes I still see the baby blues shining through. Under all that, little brother, I still love you.
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100 Challenge - 17. Blood
17. Blood The sight of blood knocked me sick; it brought waves of nausea, cold sweats and eventual unconsciousness. My Mother says I was forever being clumsy when I was younger, scraping my knees and gashing my head open. My Father thinks I'm a sissy girl. Any mention of blood makes my upper lip sweat, the sight of anyone else's brings clanging to my ears and bile to my throat. The sight of my own blood is all of the above plus me eventually passing out in an ungraceful manner. So here I am staring at my index finger pouring with blood, doing quite well I thought. My upper lip was damp, as was my forehead and I could hear a familiar clangi
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100 Challenge - 16. Spit
16. Spit There was a young lad, Who used to spit on his Dad. The kid's Father got mad, Told the boy it was bad But the brat just laughed like he was glad.
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100 Challenge - 15. Silence
15. Silence Glancing at the clock again I sigh a heavy hearted sigh, forty five minutes left until my lunch break. I'm almost dreaming of that little plastic Tupperware box when a RING of a phone and a WHUMPH of heavy papers being dropped onto my desk brings me back. I scramble about for my head set and take a deep breath before "Good morning this is Helen from Phones for Life how may I help you?"    I can hear a SCREAM of a child in the background and a YELL of a woman to "SHUT THE HELL UP!" I then hear a disgruntled sigh and she comes on the line, a scratchy sounding voice with husky undertones. "Listen right, I've been on 'old for ten m
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100 Challenge - 14. Smile
14. Smile "Write down one hundred reasons to smile." That was her 'homework' from today's session. Smiling was the first step to happiness apparently, and happiness was a step towards normality. Katie had thought about this on her way home, she hadn't smiled for a long time, she couldn't even remember what the last thing to make her smile was. She sat at the back of the bus and looked around. The dreary bus didn't make her smile; the bawling child at the front didn't either. The trees looked bare outside and the skies were murky grey. Her boyfriend Elliot greeted her with a kiss, rubbing a towel in his hands. Katie could smell food coming f
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100 Challenge 12. Insanity
12. Insanity My house is my hospital My bed is my padded cell My duvet is my straightjacket My pyjamas are my pyjamas. My straightjacket is my duvet My padded cell is my bed My hospital is my house
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100 Theme Challenge
I plan to do all of these as a New Years Resolution. I have already done the first "introduction" and will get cracking with the rest soon. As taken from #100ThemesChallenge (https://www.deviantart.com/100themeschallenge) 1. Introduction [Done] 2. Love [Done] 3. Light [Done] 4. Dark [Done] 5. Rot [Done] 6. Break [Done] 7. Heaven [Done] 8. Away [Done] 9. Cut [Done] 10. Breathe [Done] 11. Memory [Done] 12. Insanity [Done] 13. Misfortune [Done] 14. Smile [Done] 15. Silence  [Done] 16. Spit  [Done] 17. Blood  [Done] 18. Under  [Done] 19. Gray [Done] 20. Fortitude [Done] 21. War  [Done] 22. Mother  [Done] 23. Distastefull 24. Want 25. Lurking 26. Europe 27. Fo

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Emperor-CatVI|Hobbyist Digital Artist
Hello again tynewatson!

Thank you for the watch, again. 
I am glad to see ya'll support my art 
That's why I have one more favour to ask of you.
 
If it is not too much trouble, can you take some time to subscribe to my youtube channel? 
I want to make it as a freelance artist and I think youtube is the way to go.
That's why if you are willing to subscribe to my channel, don't forget to click the notification bell to get notified whenever I post an art tutorial

I make them because I want to repay your kindness for supporting me always :D 
I want to give back to this community

Here is the link : www.youtube.com/channel/UCNlFa… :happybounce:

If you are unsure, I understand. 
I may often sound too straighforward and I apologize if this comment inconveniences you. 
If you just want a sample of what Kind of tutorials I make, here (profile tutorial, step by step) : youtu.be/VeRz3srZ6rk
Thank you again, I really do mean it. And would love to have you join my youtube family, tynewatson!
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Thank you for the fav :bow: The fairies are among us
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MUbyGaelle|Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
Thanks for the Fav'! And Welcome back!
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tynewatson|Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome! And Thanks, it's good to be back 😄💛
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MUbyGaelle|Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
Thanks for all the FAv's! Haven't seen you in a long time! How are you?
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fictograph|Professional Filmographer
Thank you for favoriting work from my original story, Wrath and Pardon: [link]

I really appreciate your looking at the art and the story that goes with it. I finished the 100 Themes challenge, so I’ll be collecting them all to print on Kickstarter in February. :D
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Thanks for :+fav:s
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