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That raven became to the residents of the realm something like a guardian spirit. Whenever it would pass away, another would take its place, seemingly from nowhere and it would always be welcomed in the castle as a symbol of happiness. BoldItalic would help the king and the realm prosper with...

He didn't have to wait for long. Rylnethaz, his hair still wet after the bath, came running down the stairs, the sword Aryvelahr already by his side just in case. Clotbert was already right behind him. Seeing BoldItalic so worried Rylnethaz asked with barely concealed concern, "What is it, what...

Then she got near Clotbert and her newly found interest in matters spiritual faded as she found him equal to the king in smell if not more. Without much flourish the handkerchief was back up to her nose. Rylnethaz had of course observed what had transpired. "Yes, you will find us both stinky...

Fingers was having his customary casual stroll around the castle. Using of course a loose definition of casual, really, really loose definition. Four of the castle servants were carrying him on a raised, overstuffed with pillows palanquin. A fifth servant, a cute maid actually, was carrying a...

“So any new thoughts on the demonic machinery?” Rylnethaz asked BoldItalic. “D-d-Do y-you s-s-still think its wro-wrong to destroy it?” “My theory on the engines had just began to take roots. However it has only now bloomed and its fruits are ready to be plucked. You see…” “To take roots...

“Then it seems that we either stand and recover here, or we die here! So be it! Rest, both of you, I will stand guard.” The night was long and torturous for ahead in the distance demonic cries could be heard constantly. Apparently a demonic gathering was in process. Once every while, a panicked...

“I guess it was fitting for you to end up here, ‘dear’,” said Rylnethaz stressing the word ‘dear’ in purpose. Her face showed only the faintest glint of anger but it was there for sure. <And I hope you rot here with me for ever and ever dear,> was her answer in a raspy otherworldly and...

“There is at least one thing in this demonic abduction that should cheer us up you know,” Rylnethaz said with a smile. “Oh, is there? There is something cheerful in the Abyss?” asked BoldItalic. Clotbert also looked puzzled. “Well, yes, the demon-Tharivol got us here fast and stayed with us...

The way back to the castle was uneventful. Well, apart from another ground lobster incident that lead to another ground lobster feast in Overbridge. “The citizens of this town have really started to like us,” said Clotbert. “Of course they do,” Fingers replied, “Who wouldn't like us Clotbert...

“I only suggest that we move now,” BoldItalic said as he cast a protective spell, “before anyone starts questioning why the gate is still left open, otherwise we might have to form a siege plan instead of one of a quick strike.” “A sound suggestion, let’s go! Fingers, start for the top, the...

“Well”, Rylnethaz began, “he has a magic weapon, a sentient one if that goblin is to be believed. Hardly a fair fight. We have to even the odds.” “You are looking for a fair fight with someone like that?” Fingers asked. “Of course not, first we evne the odds and then we tilt the odds in our...

“Are you sure that her son is going to be of any help?” BoldItalic expressed his doubts. “Of course, his mother will make sure of it. If not for any other reason other than to convince everyone, including herself, that her favourite son is not as lazy as people say. A lazy favourite son is not...

A couple of hours later and with their bellies full, everyone was adjusting to their new situation. The two elven swordsmen, stewards of the castle now, were thinking about organizing the defenses. Clotbert was trying to convince himself and even more so, he was trying to convince Fingers, that...

“Go, go, go! Away from the ruins! Now! Rally to me!” Rylnethaz kept shouting, now from out of the ruins. “We have to find cover or at least get lost in the haze!” “Aren’t we a tad too quick to withdraw? Maybe if we attacked the barbarians?” Asked Fingers while running. “It’s not about them,”...

The elven realm was quite a few steps behind them now and the party was ascending the stair once again. The wooden steps had already given way to gray, uneven stone steps. Torches in the distance were giving a hazy, blurred glow and a light snow had already started falling. “Clever mind trick...

“We are going to resume our original mission. Do not forget that this was a detour, caused by the mind fogging abilities of the princes through the mirror. We set out to accumulate resources in that mausoleum. But it was when we saw the demonic engines that we decided to do something about it...

“Sadly, yes, you deny me. But if you can’t be with me, you can’t…” Then the princess’ face suddenly changed into an expression of worry and tried to say something but that split second was all that took for Rylnethaz to draw his weapon in one fluid motion and slice through the captain’s hand on...

The party filed through the door that the two headed creature had indicated for them and then continued on through a broad corridor. So broad in fact that they could have walked five of them abreast. There were also some square openings high on the walls that seemed like air ducts but they did...

“Fingers, I am going to assume you have just strained a muscle trying to reach for your hat. Isn’t it so?” asked Rylnehtaz. “AARGH, it’s on me, OH, AH, so fast! It’s all over me!” “Oh no, it is terrible what happened to him?” asked Clotbert, visibly shaken. “Do something, he is suffering,”...

After clearing his throat, Rylnethaz gave her his most charming smile and said enthusiastically, “That is wonderful my dear, it is good to know that you already are leaving the nest and you will not need any special care from now on. And since you are that fast, you will surely help if we have...