Recent content by Roquesdoodle

More writing. Well, I've been pretty swamped with current projects, but I should have some free time coming up in the next month to add an update to the Scinterlands. In the meantime, I'm posting my novel online as a serial. You can find it here: http://dingonovel.blogspot.com/ Hopefully...

Thank you! I can honestly say that when I typed the words "The End" it was one of the most satisfying feelings I've ever had. I literally did a little dance for about five minutes in the middle of the room singing "I just wrote a bo-ok, I just wrote a bo-ok." The book I'm proud of. The dancing...

What's (not) going on? Obviously, there as been no activity here for quite some time. There is still plenty of Scinterland story left to tell, but our group pretty much stopped playing not long after my last post. We all stopped playing because our careers were kicking into overdrive and we...

The Stormfront “Do you see it?” Tibbit asked. Connor squinted in the morning sun, taking in the barley fields and the small copses of trees that lined the road. “No. Is it coming this way?” “Safe bet to say so.” The Materite shielded his eyes and stood in his stirrups...

A Simple Task “King Scinterod is not in Uilleand.” Sir Feon Rey readjusted himself in his seat and twirled a vicious carving knife between his able fingers. “He is here in Arradian Castle, in some form of…of…” He stuck the point of the knife into a large cut of meat, the handle wobbling for...

The Bartender (DM’s note: this is the last of the character set-ups. Although I just touched on some of the major aspects of each character, there’s a lot more to them that should come out later in the story. After this we start getting into the thick of it: twisted magic, elusive mysteries...

Finally, an update. Again, sorry for the delay. After this update there is only one character introduction left. Once that is done we get to the REALLY good stuff. Anyway, enjoy. The Hero As the knights led the small group through the corridors of the castle, Glasdon could not...

Sorry sorry sorry for those of you reading this. I've been a bit preoccupied lately but hope to have then next installment in the next week or two.

The Farmer The Farmer Two are coming… The words rang in his head like church bells, the soft voice of his god now no longer content to quietly watch from the heavens. A formless sound that etched words into his mind’s eye as if they were falling stars that moved through a night sky...

John's correct in that Pet is normally aged. We'll get to see more of her backstory--along with those of all the other charcters--later on. Hopefully, we'll also get a better understanding of why Pet views the world the way she does and why she has absolutely no concept of modesty. It's very...

The Pet THE PET Once the Lady Darleanna started to sink into the horizon like a diseased and flailing sunset, they began to bark. Valiant had been right. She could hear it now. Their soft, polite whispers, the quiet mutterings, the muted and reverential pleasantries. It all sounded like...

The Rabbit No matter how he looked at it, Tibbit thought it was a waste of a good ship. Through the throngs of gathered mourners, Tibbit could see the Lady Darleanna moored onto the banks of the Draig Talamh, the slow and steady pull of the river gently cresting around her stern as the...

Prologue Mandlebrot stood over the rent and open body of his wife as his crown city burned around him. The stench of blood and liquified stone flowed through the city’s broken streets like dark veins bleeding out the last remaining heartbeats of the dying city. His wife...