"Easy there, Ben. You’re not looking too good." I carefully keep one hand on his shoulder as we exit the bar. It occurs to me that I could easily erase the drunkenness from his body with Wordsmithing, as I did to myself, but Ben wouldn’t want that. OMEN is already back at the castle by…
As always, the first thing I see when I arrive is chaos. Dozens of men and women pull themselves across the ground, many with blood running down their faces, albeit without any significant visible injuries. One woman lifts her head up and spots me. "Hero! We need you! The intruder- he’s too strong!" The sounds…
"Jason. Wake up… you dozed off." The dreamless blackness lifts off in a flash, and I leap to my feet, nearly knocking Cassiel over as she pulls away. "Huh? Wha-? I wasn’t sleeping! I was just resting my eyes!" Normally she’d giggle and make a funny comment, but she just stares at me evenly. "I…
"P-please calm down! Sam!" I flinch as a sturdy oaken chair smashes against the wall beside me, and Samantha screams again, pounding the chessboard Jason was playing with last night into a thousand pieces, much of them the size of dust fragments. "I lied! I’m worthless! I’m pathetic!" Samantha kicks a metal pail hard enough…
"Scoot over! Come on, move your ass!" Tvoorik gives me a rough shove despite my protests, squeezing me up against a rather large and well-endowed Orc. The bench is jam-packed full of demons, and the entire theater must have around fifty thousand of us. Heck, even the domed ceiling above has various demons crawling around…
The sound of snoring, a slow rise into a loud crescendo, makes me furrow my brow before fluttering my eyes open. It takes a moment, but I quickly realize it isn’t me snoring, but Cassiel. I stare at the back of her head and watch her chest rise and fall, wondering to myself when she…
"Sorry mister Hero, sir, I ain’t know nothin’ ’bout no kid." The middle-aged man tosses his hands up and thumbs his finger back at the church behind him. "The abbey runs an orphanage on the side, but they only gots a dozen kids ‘r so." Cassiel nudges me aside. "What about a man named Lorence?…
Queen moves from E1 to E4. Black’s turn. Bishop moves from F4 to H6, retreating from the sudden appearance of the queen. It’s a trap. How should White respond? Obviously, since I’m playing both sides, I can’t fall into my own trap, but how do I go about avoiding it? Perhaps if I- My thoughts…
"Jason? I’m going to the inner city for a bit. Want to come along?" I nudge the door to our room open and sigh, as I spot him sitting in a chair, with that board game in front of himself again. ‘Chess,’ as he calls it. The room is dark, despite it being the middle…
The tribunal room stretches out before me, rising into a demonstone ceiling carved with the names of past and present lords, dukes, and emperors, alongside their likenesses. Torches made of gold and silver light up along the walls, illuminating the crowd of demons watching the proceedings, all of them seated in the back rows, listening…
