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Ol Tamboch Narhin, Thread 8: The Skipping Stone

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DargonZine 28, Issue 1

By: Dafydd Cyhoeddwr | Archive, Stories

Circles, loops, spirals, cycles -- all of nature seems to love this shape, from the circle of the seasons to the very cycle of life itself. Curving, bending, swooping all seem more nature-like, more natural, if you will, than the straight, level lines of roads, and the hard barriers of walls. Of course, there isn't anything inherently unnatural about linearity or flatness: mountain cliffs are flat, and tree trunks grow straight up, after all. Perhaps the perception comes, ...

Cursed 1

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DargonZine 28, Issue 1

By: Keith English, and Joseph Carney | Archive, Stories

Blue waves of saltwater rose from the Valenfaer Ocean and then sprinted up Dargon's beach to surround the ankles of two young boys. The sun reflected off the rollicking surface in flashes of bright light. The boys ran along the beach, weaving in and out of the surf and away from the ominous cave at their backs. Perry had just finished telling Dom of the terrible things that the Death Rattler delved into within that dark cave. The boys had ...

Fleeing Fears

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DargonZine 27, Issue 4

By: Liam Donahue, and Joseph Carney | Archive, Stories

"Blackspot!" The word rang in Padron's ears. A plague! Ol's balls, another plague! He had to run, he -- A hand grasped his shoulder, hard. "Look out, you! Do you want to get run down?" A heavyset guard in an ill-fitting uniform jerked Padron out of the way of a horse. Padron did not know the man's name. The rider stopped his horse right in the middle of the group of guards. Padron looked up to see the uniform of a Town Guard ...

Insecurities

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DargonZine 27, Issue 4

By: Jon Evans, and Dafydd Cyhoeddwr | Archive, Stories

Birds hailed the morning with their musical language as the Ober sun crested the distant mountains and set the city of Dargon alight with dawn's glow. I led my finely-dressed guests Ril Alnik, captain of the merchant ship Sorilyar, and his wife Sefshon into the warehouse that contained my private vault. The Fifth I shipping house was already busy with my men scurrying about, taking notes on sheets of vellum and hauling goods to various storage areas within the compound ...

The Path to Power

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DargonZine 27, Issue 3

By: Liam Donahue | Archive, Stories

Tyrus Vage trudged up a steep forest path, stumbling over roots and loose stones. His legs ached, and his right knee had stiffened; a lance of pain shot through it every time he tried to bend it. The pain was centered on an old wound, given to him by a spying little gypsy boy. His boots, made for riding not hiking steep trails, had raised blisters on his feet that stung with every step. He was tempted to go barefoot, ...

Ol Tamboch Narhin, Thread 7: Far From Home

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DargonZine 27, Issue 3

By: Dafydd Cyhoeddwr | Archive, Stories

Baranur and Beinison have long been enemies. Political differences, ideological divergences, territorial imperatives: all have had a part in their continued conflict. Both nations are strong now, and even despite the fact that Baranur does not exist in a constant state of war-readiness, the more northern kingdom was able to defeat the empire in their last clash in 1013 and 1014. Some 120 years ago, though, when the two nations previously came to open war, it was a ...

What Cannot Be Tempered

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DargonZine 27, Issue 2

By: Victor Cardoso, and Pam Atchley | Archive, Stories

Caeris, the mage, couldn't sleep. He lay quietly in the state between wakefulness and dreaming, tucked under the voluminous covers of a beautiful but overly lavish four-poster bed. The new High Mage, Alrik Vidor, had sent notice ahead and procured the night's lodging in Kenna for his students, the second of whom was to join Caeris shortly. The prior High Mage Marcellon had been incapacitated after the war, and it was presently unknown when, or if he would recover fully. ...

Sowing Seeds Part 3

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DargonZine 27, Issue 2

By: Keith English | Archive, Stories

Pounding startled Aerimon awake. He was suddenly tense and ready to kill. The noise was coming from his front door. As he rolled from his cot and began moving down the ladder, grabbing a short blade before doing so, he noticed the broad shafts of light that speared through his home from an open window high up the back wall. It was past morning. He had slept quite late. "Aerimon!" came a muffled voice from beyond the door. "Open up! It's Kalen ...

Sowing Seeds Part 2

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DargonZine 27, Issue 1

By: Keith English | Archive, Stories

Awareness returned slowly. Although his eyes had yet to open, Aerimon began moving his arms and legs until he was tossing and turning. Soreness claimed his muscles and bones as if it were a natural part of him. Dim light flooded into his eyes once he managed to open them. His world consisted of blurred shapes and the muffled noises of him moving. Severe tightness gripped his throat when he tried to clear it and Aerimon found himself coughing. His lurching ...

Ol Tamboch Narhin, Thread 6: Building Fear

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DargonZine 27, Issue 1

By: Dafydd Cyhoeddwr | Archive, Stories

Fear affects everyone. It's part of being mortal, of being human. That is a basic truth: everyone is afraid of something. Fear can inhibit you, but that's not always a bad thing: you touch a flame, it hurts you, and you don't do it again. Fear can also be a motivator, driving you to learn more, or strive harder, or explore further to decrease those things that make you afraid. Fear is often irrational. Spiders are seldom lethal. Snakes are ...