The woman eyed the three of them—three young people coming in out of the rain—but agreed. “That’ll be about twenty silvers.” Trade was the only thing keeping this country going Continue Reading →

Twenty days later saw them approaching the graveyard that Bas had predicted was going to be the next target. A mixture of rain and snow pelted against them and their Continue Reading →

Orion had no issues with the overnight room she was given in the prince’s wing. It was opulent, but that was to be expected. She didn’t bother going to dinner Continue Reading →

Orion wasn’t impressed by the prince’s study, but it was nice. The door alone was intricately carved and covered with lead; on it was a scene of a silver dragon Continue Reading →

The palace of Malamut’s royalty was characterized by degeneracy and wealth. As a bounty hunter that had been disowned from the noble family of another country in this world, Orion Continue Reading →

Chester Yulr, proud owner of a mandolin and Royal Bard, woke up with the realization that he had fallen off his bed during the night. He still found it strange Continue Reading →

Snow had fallen, but did not stick yet to the grass. It was still Fall, not Winter. The ground was too warm from the sun and the days were of Continue Reading →

They were far more relaxed than they had been in the throne room, but they were not idiotic enough to talk in an open hallway. Adoncia led the way to Continue Reading →