“What’s Gruumsh’s axe doing in my head?” Yutjaa winced, her voice a gravelly rumble that contrasted sharply with the serene forest around them. The early light filtered through the verdant canopy, casting long shadows that seemed to dance as the leaves rustled in the gentle breeze. Every beam of light that made its way…
Story Title: Ilya Thumbs, Mistress of Magic:
Mend!
Newest Chapter starts here. Previous story is here. Ilya Thumbs, Mistress of Magic: Mend! “This is the fourth time we’ve been here this weekend,” said the bored Boswell checking on her red Mohawk. “Are you going to buy it this time?” “I… I don’t know what you mean Gurdy.” Yutjaa said defensively. She did though….
Fireball!
Ilya Thumbs, Mistress of Magic: Fireball! by CountryMouse “What,” asked Yutjaa, “is that smell Thumbs?” “It’s bat guano,” Ilya Thumbs said innocently, the young Elf stuck her tongue out concentrating on the tatau she was currently hammering into her own skin. She had been working on it every night of their trip. “Bat… shit?”…