The Copperpot Inn: Rats in the Basement

Errol hadn’t always been an innkeeper. In his youth he knew of himself as a lumberjack, his days spent joyously forging through the mighty pine forests of Velik and walking unafraid of the dangers that existed in every action. He had wrestled with wolves for the warmth of a knitted cap, he had seen unfellable … Continue reading The Copperpot Inn: Rats in the Basement →

Chess for Wizards Part II

‘Ticking you say?’ ‘Yes sir,’ Leyland replied, carefully placing a bundle of towels on the desk before him and then taking three stridesome steps backward, ‘much like a watch that is known for keeping the very wrong type of time, sir; I’ve never heard a more ominous kind of tick, if I may say so, … Continue reading Chess for Wizards Part II →