15 Results with the "Fantasy" genre
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If Philippe hadn’t already known that the Grand Codex Library was tended by devotees of Shelyn, it would have been apparent the moment he set eyes upon it. Set atop a rise overlooking the Lake of Mists and Veils, and nestled within the Estrovian Forest, the single-story stone building was ensconced within an elaborate garden of topiaries and statues. The stone exterior was adorned with a vividly colorful mural depicting angelic figures engaged in song and merriment. It was truly a beauty to behold,…
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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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In Redemption in Blackstone Hollows, Champion Renaud Landry of Sarenrae willingly enters the goblin stronghold of Blackstone Hollows, offering himself as a captive to prevent a looming war. Dragged before the decrepit God-King Reazz, Renaud reveals a devastating truth—goblins who die are no longer reaching their sacred afterlife, Basalfeyst, a crisis caused not by divine wrath but by the heresy and corruption of their…
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3.9 K • Nov 16, '25
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Redemption in Blackstone Hollows
Renaud Landry instinctively tested the heavy manacles that bound his wrists. His restraints were secure. The tall dark-haired man noted the irony of his predicament. “Sarenrae, grant me patience.” A loud crack sent a sharp sting up his elbow. “Do not speak that name here!” Slairk, captain of the goblin guard snarled as he swung the broad side of his blade into Renaud a second and third time for good measure. A cacophony of giggles erupted from two-dozen malevolent captors as Renaud recoiled…-
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A Guided Joke
In the bustling Wanderer’s Pub, weary barkeep Spencer Willis endures a constant parade of adventurers who treat him less like a person and more like a quest-giving prop—especially when they keep casting Guidance to wring rumors from him. But when one overeager druid’s magically enhanced joke becomes the final straw, Spencer finally pushes back against their manipulation, forcing the party to reckon with the…-
3.0 K • Nov 20, '25
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A Guided Joke
“Spencer Willis, as I live and breathe, how are you doing?” An unfamiliar voice called through the din of Wanderer’s Pub. Spencer turned from tending the bar to look for who had called after him. The tavern was crowded, and no one stood out as needing his attention. Locals congregated into friendly cliques after a hard day’s labor. Travelers huddled over tables in groups of four or five, discussing past adventures or planning future ones. The warm fire in the hearth and softly dancing candles…-
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