At a glance you wouldn’t say she was anything special, but she was, she really, really was. Her personality lit up the bar, it stoked the fires, her smile was an epic guitar solo, and you knew you had walked into her domain from the moment you stepped through the door.
The barmaid was a tired-looking girl, probably in her mid-20s after a shower, but in that moment she could have been anything from 19 to 47.
Once upon a time, there was a small strange pub called The Sleeping Llama.
Standing at the top of the east tower was the man the king was looking for, a short squat creature that was 4 foot high, and broad. His skin was a midnight blue and changed subtly depending on his mood and the light.
When a child is touched by magic it is always a specific type of magic that touches them, but it does not condemn them to be that way forever. For instance, I first discovered I had the gift through anger and it is in fact Chaos that my magic is rooted in.
Brothers, Sisters… Outsider. Welcome.
With honour in their hearts and a suicidal dedication to their mission they fought and died their way to its peak until he stood alone at the throne room door.
“Envious, jealous means something else.”
They’re huge, practically immortal, they’re scales are the hardest thing known to man they’re smarter than we are, and, oh yeah, they’re fucking made of magic.”
“She was going to cut off your penis and keep it as a pet.”