To read the previous adventures of Sabine, click here. *** Cecilio On’Leah Halfblind breathed a tired sigh as he sifted through the last of the workday’s parchments before him. As the captain-general of the Southern
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Sabine of the Ten Rings: Day of the Deadwood, Part Four
To read the previous adventures of Sabine, click here. *** The zomtree army led Sabine out into the center of the Ableman farm where the enormous, bloodstained circle and pentagram had been drawn. At each
Continue Reading Sabine of the Ten Rings: Day of the Deadwood, Part Three
To read the previous adventures of Sabine, click here. *** Outnumbered and overpowered, Sabine was swiftly taken by the army of zomtrees, bound, and walked to a trial by their master. The many wooden wraiths
Continue Reading Sabine of the Ten Rings: Day of the Deadwood, Part Two
To read the previous adventures of Sabine, click here. *** “So that’s really the name they went with? No one could come up with anything less… I don’t know, awful?” Lord Joseph King was as
Continue Reading Sabine of the Ten Rings: Day of the Deadwood, Part One
To read the previous adventures of Sabine, click here. *** Will Ableman arrived at the top of the hill on the outskirts of his family’s orchard at just after nightfall. It hadn’t been easy to
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Sabine of the Ten Rings: The Broken Cycle, Part Two
Part one of Sabine's trap for Dahkhal can be read here. Despite Dahkhal’s screeches, Sabine spoke quietly and somehow, he still heard her. “I put a pillow over Wallon’s face when I sensed you
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Scarred in Ink: Part 9 Fire and Darkness
Only days ago, I awoke on an abandoned battlefield with no memory of anything before that moment. The only clue to my identity was the tattoo on the back of my hand of a snake
Continue Reading Sabine of the Ten Rings: The Broken Cycle, Part One
In the cold of a winter’s night in the palace of Serekson, a violet mist brought with it a dreadful omen. The shadows and clouds that hung over the moon kept the bizarre phenomenon hidden
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Scarred in Ink: Part 8 City of Blood
Only days ago, I awoke on an abandoned battlefield with no memory of anything before that moment. The only clue to my identity was the tattoo on the back of my hand of a snake
Continue Reading Scarred in Ink: Part 7 Ishtir’s Judgement
A few days ago, I woke up in an abandoned battlefield with no memory of my life before that moment. The only clue to my identity is the tattoo of a snake wrapped around a
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