15 Results with the "Fantasy" genre
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The Criers’ Guild
Scattered throughout the dining hall, dozens of feathered caps gathered into cliques. Though humans dominated in number, there was no shortage of elves, dwarves, halflings, and other patrons. The din of conversation was underscored by an acoustic band upon the stage at the head of the room. Two tables, stretching the length of the chamber, were adorned with golden candelabras that cast flickering orange light. Zotov Ivanovich, head of the Criers’ Guild, peered out over the assembly from behind a tall…-
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Armed with the knowledge that the library had been trapped, Philippe cautiously made his way inside. As he moved, he could hear a voice reciting some unknown magical incantation. However, the moment he stepped into the archway leading to the central part of the structure, the chanting stopped. Philippe assessed the scene before him, cognizant that glyphs of warding were ready to erupt in a conflagration at the slightest misstep. Upon the sculpted relief walls were sconces glowing with magical…
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The Second Verse
When swaggering hero Isenbard strides into the royal court expecting a glorious reward he’s certain the prophecy naming him the Chosen One will seal the deal. But when his long-time nemesis, Lord Drazroth, crashes the ceremony with an inconvenient revelation about the second verse of that prophecy, everything Isenbard believes about destiny, heroism, and quests begins to unravel. As the throne room descends into…-
4.5 K • Nov 21, '25
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“Hierophant Alexis Sharp,” Philippe stood from his desk to greet the friend he had not seen in over a decade. The priestess who had fought beside him in his youth had grown older. Her once-blonde hair was streaked with white, and her intense blue eyes were lined with age. In the image Philippe held in his memory, Alexis wore heavy chain armor and brandished a glowing magical glaive. Today, however, she wore a simple turquoise blouse, a blue frock, and a knapsack over one shoulder. “It has been too…
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The Second Verse
Isenbard’s chest swelled with pride as he waltzed into the throne room. The vaulted spires above were adorned with majestic statues of legendary heroes. The men - all men - were of such monumental status as to be made into actual monuments. The figures gazed down upon the gathering with stony expressions both literal and figurative. Noble guests from every corner of the kingdom – elves, humans, dwarves, centaurs, and various other creatures too numerous to enumerate gathered in anticipation. A din of…-
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