Lords of RPG

An unusually thick fog rolled off the river and onto the docks of Emerald Bay.  The fence, Gregori, pulled his cloak tighter around him to ward off the moist, cold air.  Gregori was short and reedy, with a nervous energy.  First...

The ranking sailor, Krakow, explains the plan, "The six of us will snatch her up and stuff her into this bag. We'll have to work together, and none of us can waver. None of us can let fear or her feminine nature distract us. We'll throw her on...

The sound of the ocean shifted as waves do…perhaps a storm was brewing above.

My main reason for writing is this: My mentalism act resembles actual magic so much that I have drawn the attention of an actual sorcerer!