“Ciley?” Jonathan quietly said, drawing in a quick breath through his teeth. He was shocked by the sudden fight, and the appearance of the crazy lady who he rejected all Continue Reading →

Chester and Jonathan were going over a mountain, and the sooner they finished that part of their journey, the better. The further up they went, the colder it got. Jonathan Continue Reading →

In the next few days, Rando, Jonathan, and Chester discussed a variety of subjects while they rode. Occasionally Peter or Hans would also join in. It was the last day Continue Reading →

The next day, Chester, Jonathan, Peter, and the mercenary band left the city. They were still riding further West. Chester seemed bored. Jonathan decided to bite the bullet and pick Continue Reading →

Mealtimes varied for the mercenaries, but whenever they set up for the night everyone went to get their dinner rations from Hans within a few minutes; otherwise, they would get Continue Reading →

“What does Peter have to do with this?” Chester asked, confused. “He’ll know something.” Jonathan shrugged. “If we’re lucky, Peter will know exactly where we need to go to find Continue Reading →

Chester and Jonathan met up with the rest of the mercenaries in the city. The bard immediately greeted the band with a short yet eloquent summary, “You know that guy Continue Reading →

The next morning, they were packed and back on the road. For some reason, the conversation among them had turned to romance. Some had wives back home, others claimed to Continue Reading →

The river pirates set sail and Celtie’s capital disappeared into the distance. Jonathan wished the emotions he had gotten during that brief stop would go away with it. Self-loathing choked Continue Reading →

Chester got over his seasickness—or river sickness—in a few days time. When they stopped at shore, Jonathan and Chester exercised their horses alongside the mercenaries. The boat reached the capital Continue Reading →