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Between Mallet and Slab

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DargonZine 31, Issue 2

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     Battered and exhausted, Gilvelle Marser sat on the cold flagstones and watched the slim man stalk away, thinking about how close he had just come to dying at that man's hand. He continued to sit for another moment, regaining his breath, and scanning the courtyard that had just been a battleground. He thought that he and his two companions, Celia and Cael of the Town Guard, might be the only ones left alive after the departure of the slim man.      The courtyard, part of a former ...

A Tale of Dark Endings

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DargonZine 31, Issue 2

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     Wherever Vanshans went, Banewood was not far behind. He followed him when Vanshans left his tower in the Darst Mountain Range and traveled to Magnus. Banewood waited, watching from nearby while Vanshans searched for Stevenic nunneries. He watched as Vanshans had the body of a noble's son secretly placed in a room inside the nunnery.      When Vanshans left Magnus, making the six-month journey to Dargon, Banewood was on the next barge heading for Shark's Cove. Vanshans might be a day or three ahead of him, but ...

A View From Above: The Natives

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DargonZine 31, Issue 1

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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 ...

Port of Call – Dargon

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DargonZine 31, Issue 1

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   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 ...

A Tale Of Dark Magic

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DargonZine 30, Issue 3

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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 ...

Seeking The Stone

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DargonZine 30, Issue 3

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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 ...

Amordante Prima

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DargonZine 30, Issue 2

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"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. He quickly scanned the baskets outside his stall, but they appeared just as full as always: Kimmian sweets in several, choler spice and various exotic herbs in others. He turned and smacked his apprentice, Ijabun, on the back of the head. "Keep your eyes open!" he said. Phaust caught the eye of ...

A View From Above: The Island

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DargonZine 30, Issue 2

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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 left side. It was Bighair, one of the village boys. He had managed to get himself flipped end over end, and one of his feet was under Simon's nose. This was not an unusual way for Simon to wake up on the island. He gently pushed the foot away. Bighair ...

Death Blooms Part 3

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DargonZine 30, Issue 1

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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 pain to Helena, Jayko, and all the rest, I'll do so gladly. There isn't a person in Makdiar who is free from the taint of evil. I'd cut it all out if I could. Iniquity will die, but it will suffer so very much before I let it.   ***   Kalen shifted uncomfortably ...

A Tale of Dark Revenge

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DargonZine 30, Issue 1

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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 enter. Darkness shrouded the ceiling high above the altar. Flickering candles lit the sanctuary, highlighting shadows behind the altar veil. Pungent incense drifted in the air. A bowl made of beaten gold holding coins, gems, pieces of jewelry and other items, sat atop a marble pedestal before the altar. Somewhere within ...