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
Shadows of Dargon
Jem shifted slightly, moving his shoulders along the wall, so that his relaxed slouch allowed him to watch the man swagger down the street. He had felt the welling shock ... [Read more]
Ol Tamboch Narhin, Thread 5: The Rigors of War
A country often has a characteristic for which it is known, such as Lederian wine, or Mandrakan marble. At times, opinions vary on the defining feature: Comarr is ... [Read more]
The Killing Time
Kryna woke to sunlight streaming through the open slats of a shuttered window. Where was she? She tried to remember the night before, but her mind was still foggy with ... [Read more]
For A Slice of Apple Pie
The Ober night air was cool. A dense fog rose from the Coldwell filling the streets alongside the river. Despite the nasty conditions, the weather did nothing to ... [Read more]
Ol Tamboch Narhin, Thread 4: Shaping Moonglow
Art is the communication of an idea from one to another. Everyone creates art just by giving voice to their own thoughts, though few see simple conversation in that ... [Read more]
To Cleave the Stone
"The wind of the ether is a bilious one," intoned Lady Dargon, her unbound tresses feathering across her bare shoulders. She sat cross-legged on a mat of woven rushes, her ... [Read more]
Five Days in Winter Part 2
The early morning sun shining through a cloudless sky fell upon a hillside overlooking Leavenfell Keep. Fresh snow covered the hillside and a cold wind blew from the east ... [Read more]
DargonZine 26, Issue 4
Editorial
It's been a productive couple of months for me, Dargon-wise. This tends to make me feel very good, and good feelings about Dargon create more enthusiasm for me to do more in Dargon. It's a nice circle. It can be difficult, however, to maintain the enthusiasm when creativity ebbs, so one method I use to kick start the old creative juices is to revisit ancient works that I never finished. We all have them: the aborted efforts of good intentions. We've all sat at our desks, somewhere in time, and hacked out a bunch of text that we honestly intend to work into a story, or use as a complete story all its own, only to have it remain stagnant, untouched, and even avoided for fear of having to face the reality that we just don't ...[Read more]
Current Stories
Harvest Ale
Lord Clifton Dargon, Duke of Dargon, Admiral of the North Seas, twisted in his bed covers and curled up into a ball. He pulled the furs tighter about him, fending off the cool seaside air. Footsteps echoed off the stone corridor walls outside his room, growing louder as they approached. He buried his head under a pillow, praying to whatever gods that listened that the approaching person would go away. The metal lock clicked heavily, and the loud squeak of ... [Read more]
Sowing Seeds Part 1
Sweat cascaded down Aerimon Clyde's forehead, shoulders, chest, back, and arms as he held a wooden sword before him, the blade running parallel to his nose. His knuckles were bone-white as he was forced to maintain a death grip on the hilt of the blade to keep it from slipping from his grasp. Although he knew the blade was light, it felt like a boulder in his arms. He was being tested; the welts and blood that abounded across his ... [Read more]