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
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]
A View From Above: Fishing
"Kami." Kami woke and opened his eyes, his slight movement causing his hammock to sway. It was dark inside the hut, and from all around he could hear the sound of ... [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]
Drunken Treasure – A Sea Story
Two ships sat abreast, gently rising and falling on the waves of the Valenfaer Ocean a few leagues to the north-east of Dargon. One was a small fishing boat, the ... [Read more]
DargonZine 30, Issue 3
Editorial
Charleston, South Carolina, in November. Magical. That’s all I can say. It’s not just the incredible history, or the ghost tours, or the food and drink, or the people – who are wonderful and happy to see you – it’s the atmosphere. There’s a palpable … something … here. Maybe it’s the fact that the city is over 300 years old (which might not impress our foreign readers, but for Americans … this place is ancient.) Maybe it’s because nearly ever foot of ground on which you walk probably had dead bodies underneath. Not kidding. But getting an understanding -- even one as brief as I’ve had over the past 24 hours – for the creation of this city has also given me an understanding of the creation of port cities in ...[Read more]
Current Stories
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 to ransack the second and third floors of his castle and gather his most prized belongings. Once they had everything they could move, Leashea shattered all the mirrors he used to travel to other places except for one. They took the stolen items with them when they left through the ... [Read more]
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 with a wool sock in it. From the taste, the sock had been on someone else's foot for at least a sennight. He tried to raise his head, but a fresh burst of agony made him think better of it. He put his hands to his head to try to ... [Read more]