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Dargonzine 26-4 Editorial

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DargonZine 26, Issue 4

By: Jon Evans | Archive, Editorials

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 ...

Harvest Ale

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DargonZine 26, Issue 4

By: Jon Evans | Archive, Stories

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 ...

Sowing Seeds Part 1

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DargonZine 26, Issue 4

By: Keith English | Archive, Stories

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 ...

Dargonzine 26-3 Editorial

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DargonZine 26, Issue 3

By: Jon Evans | Archive, Editorials

Last issue, I told you the Dargon Summit was coming up, and it’s one of my favorite times of the year. So let me tell you why. The Dargon Summit is our annual gathering of Project writers; it’s a writing and administrative retreat where we not only talk about the business of running the Project, but work on new story arcs, challenge stories, current works, do a plethora of research, and occasionally learn a thing or two. ...

Ol Tamboch Narhin, Thread 5: The Rigors of War

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DargonZine 26, Issue 3

By: Dafydd Cyhoeddwr | Archive, Stories

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 best known to some for it tobacco, to others for its cattle. Sometimes, though, the opinion is universal. Such it is with the Beinison Empire. The characteristic for which it is best known is war. Beinison is old, and it has been at war for a very long ...

Shadows of Dargon

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DargonZine 26, Issue 3

By: James Neale | Archive, Stories

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 of hope, when he first glimpsed the man stalking through the crowd. He had thought it was Rauf, but it was not. Jem still hoped Rauf would walk back into his life, like he had that cold winter night five years ago. He knew Rauf was two years dead, but ...

For A Slice of Apple Pie

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DargonZine 26, Issue 2

By: Joseph Carney | Archive, Stories

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 stem the traffic along Coldwater Street. Ever since the collapse of the causeway, people crossing the Coldwell River had to pass through the streets of Old Town in the shadow of Dargon Keep on their way to the ferry beneath Coldwell Height. The ferry had dropped its passengers on the ...

The Killing Time

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DargonZine 26, Issue 2

By: Liam Donahue | Archive, Stories

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 sleep. She closed her eyes against the glare of the sun and tried to clear her head. Had there been a man last night? She thought so. She remembered a man coming into Maxim's, tall, broad, and dark just like she liked them. Had she gone home with him? She ...

Dargonzine 26-2 Editorial

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DargonZine 26, Issue 2

By: Jon Evans | Archive, Editorials

In light of recent storms and tornadoes cutting their destructive path through country, and the losses of families, homes, and properties, I would like to send the Project’s sympathies and best wishes out to the survivors.   As I started thinking about that concept, I also started thinking about all the other tragedies happening around the world, whether they are natural or directly caused by man. It is wrong to only be concerned with the United States’ issues here: we are ...

To Cleave the Stone

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DargonZine 26, Issue 1

By: Jim Owens | Archive, Stories

"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 hands held palm up toward the night sky. "Turgid the magic flows." She turned to one of her attendants. "Bring me the dragon’s blood!"   "Yes, mistress!" the young woman said, getting to her feet. The cold night air drew gooseflesh across her naked thighs. She hurried across the cold stone floor, ...