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Stories in the series "Sons of Gateway"

# 1: Sons of Gateway Part 1: Ne’on

By: | DargonZine 2, Issue 3

Kald hung his head low. He had been travelling for days in the cold of Baranur in Vibril. He didn't like the cold. He liked it even less when he discovered his trip was all for nothing.   "Is there nothing you can do? This means more to him than anything else. If he can just have a chance . . ."   "Kald, he failed." Marek's eyes were sympathetic. He knew how Kald felt. He had felt the same way when his son ... [ Read More ]

# 2: Sons of Gateway Part 2: Magic

By: | DargonZine 2, Issue 5

The early morning sun sparkled off the sweat pouring down Ne'on's forehead, red from the effort. Symbols flashed through his mind, mimicked by interweaving patterns of flying fingers. The final incantation, and the command:   "Burn!" Ne'on concentrated on his target and a branch burst into flames. He smiled as he imagined skin of his brother's limbs blistering and burning like the twig. He was pleased with himself.   Just then, a pale ghost of a human being "floated" through the wall next to ... [ Read More ]

# 3: Sons of Gateway Part 3: Death

By: | DargonZine 3, Issue 3

The summer sun shone brightly on the clearing in the woods. The four huts of the Nar-Enthruen, Qord's, Ne'on's, Jordan's, and the horses' stable, radiated the green of summer grass. Qord smiled. He always enjoyed the sight of new-weaved roofs in the summer. "Jordan's been keeping up with the chores," he said.   "So I see," said Ne'on, frowning while he shaded his eyes from the sun. "I suppose it's time we returned to ours."   ***   Much happened in the following months. Ne'on's power ... [ Read More ]

# 4: Sons of Gateway Part 4: Marcus

By: | DargonZine 4, Issue 1

"This place is colder than death," Ne'on muttered, as he and Captain Bartholemew Clay walked the parapets above Gateway Keep. The moisture from their breath hung lightly in the air in front of them, before dissipating like small clouds on a hot summer day. Captain Clay clasped his black cloak tightly around his chest and looked at his lord in wonder. Ne'on refused to wear anything more than his white robes and golden belt, to which was strapped a fine ... [ Read More ]

# 5: Sons of Gateway Part 5: Goren

By: | DargonZine 5, Issue 2

"Saren and Nehru be damned," cried Goren, as he dove through the snow towards the wood line of the forest. The riders were closing quickly, even with the snow to slow the horses, but his own feet weren't as light in the high drifts as he had hoped. "Finally, the suffering end you deserve," he said to no one. "Payback is a bitch, isn't it?"   Bark splintered on the tree next to him, a quarrel burying its head into the wood. ... [ Read More ]

# 6: Sons of Gateway Part 6: Running

By: | DargonZine 6, Issue 5

My name is Cara Shem Fenib. I lead my clan. It is the cold time in the plains, but we have survived. I have been a good hunter, so there has often been meat, instead of the hard roots that leave my insides almost as empty as not eating at all. Sickness among my clan also has been rare: the wind spirits have been kind.   This light time marks the middle of the cold time. If we survive now, my clan ... [ Read More ]

# 7: Sons of Gateway 7: Reunion

By: | DargonZine 7, Issue 1

Gemstone Expedition, day 94, Lieutenant Howen, reporting: we spent six weeks in the cave of the magicians, healing our wounds and re-stocking our supplies with theirs. It took longer than expected to recover from the damages... I guess the injuries went deeper than we thought. Hanlar blames it on Lord Ne'on's gem - a two-foot, purple, uncut piece of something I've never seen before. I told him it was the altitude and the thin air, and we left the next ... [ Read More ]