Chapter Four (*) “I have a question,” Sephiria said as they marched through the wilderness, brushing aside a thornbush with her armored hand. “If this murderer is as foul as you claim, and has such a… (View Post)

Chapter Three (*) “I'm not sure about this,” Sephiria said, looking rather guiltily at the road north. “My father was quite specific. His friends would be waiting at the Friendly Arm...” “I'm sure th… (View Post)

Author's Note: Told you it would be up soon! This story is so much fun. Chapter Two (*) Sephiria ran, the rain stinging into her eyes almost as much as her tears. (“You know why I'm here. Hand over y… (View Post)

Chapter One (*) It was four years after the massacre at the temple, and the eleven-year-old Sarevok Anchev sat on his knees, tears of helpless fury running down his face. He had escaped that Hell, li… (View Post)

Author's Note: Hey, all! This is a story I've been working on for a bit, and I figured since I'm on a BG kick anyway I might as well post it up here too, since there's a subforum for it. My first ser… (View Post)