Welcome to Dargon
Welcome to Dargon! Dargon is a small, out of the way fiefdom of the Kingdom of Baranur, situated in the extreme northwest corner of the world. It's separated from the rest of the kingdom by a vast wood and a minor ... [Read more]
Past Stories
Seeking The Stone
Gilvelle Marser, Dargon's master architect, woke to a throbbing pain in his skull. Each pulse threatened to push his eyes out from the inside. His mouth felt like he'd slept ... [Read more]
A Tale Of Dark Magic
Standing in the hallway outside of his study, Sandore watched a group of thieves looting his home. The leader of the thieves was his granddaughter, Leashea. She directed the thieves ... [Read more]
A View From Above: The Island
Simon woke because there was a foot in his face. It was a small foot, and placed without malice, for the owner thereof was still asleep himself, tucked under Simon's ... [Read more]
Amordante Prima
"Aways! Thief!" Phaust al Kallor grabbed for the shadow boy’s collar, only to be left with empty hands and the little criminal’s backside disappearing amongst the crowd in Market Square. ... [Read more]
A Tale of Dark Revenge
The deep silence of the darkest time of night filled the temple. Its main doors leading to the Street of Temples in Magnus stood open, allowing fresh night air to ... [Read more]
Death Blooms Part 3
Betrayed and crestfallen, I turn my vengeance to a broader scope. I have been prodded by vile fingers too often and too much. If I need to die to bring ... [Read more]
Death Blooms Part 2
I've carved the hellish pieces out of wicked men until they begged for death. Certainly, I was meant for this. Had I the ability, I'd catch all of them. I'd ... [Read more]
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Editorial
One of the advantages of writing fiction in a medieval setting is the ability to know and understand all the technology in as much detail as you need. A quick Google search can reveal the secrets of making daub and wattle, or how to shoot a heading with an astrolab, or how to rig a sail, allowing the writer to use as much, or as little, technological detail in their writing as they desire. After all, the so-called "Dark Ages" were really not all that dark, and did happen long enough ago that most all of the really important secrets have gotten out and are now public knowledge. I am not saying that good research begins and ends in a search engine, but we really do have the sum of the world's knowledge at our fingertips, and it can really ...[Read more]
Current Stories
A View From Above: The Natives
Simon had been a simple deckhand when he first set sail from home. That ship, the Lilith, never sailed far out of sight of land, plying the local trade routes. After a while, Simon moved to a larger ship that sailed far out to sea, navigating by the stars. That ship had been chartered for a trading run to the tropics. The voyage took months and ended badly with the ship foundering and the crew in small boats. The ... [Read more]
Port of Call – Dargon
On New Year's Eve, my ship named the Breath of Cirrangill sailed into Dargon harbor with the early morning tide. That's right, my ship. Me, Percy Talador. I am the captain of my own ship. I wanted to name her the Curse of Cirrangill, but the priests wouldn't let me. The bounty I got from a recent salvage mission was enough for me to buy a small ship. She isn't much, just ... [Read more]