Category Archives: The Alarna Affair

Kara sat in the dirtiest, darkest tavern in the village of Alarna, surrounded by unhappy thieves. “This is not good,” Negal said, laying a nearly empty purse down on the table they shared.  “These strangers are not good men.” “Good … Continue reading →

Jon heard Kara’s voice echo down the passageway as dust settled around them.  A rock had fallen and rolled not far from Tam’s feet.  Jon shivered and looked at the others. “She’s alive.”  Djaren smiled.  “That’s good.” Ellea was still … Continue reading →

“I said we need you to move, Jon,” Tam was saying, standing beside Jon.  Jon obeyed uncertainly, still staring at the mark on his hand.  Tam and Djaren pulled as hard as they could on the lid of the coffin.  … Continue reading →

“I’m confused,” Tam said, staring about him.  Jon gripped his brother’s hand in his unmarked one and stared at the mess around them. Hellin Blackfeather leapt down into the corridor, where Doctor Blackfeather caught her with practiced ease and set … Continue reading →

Kara stayed for dinner and resisted the temptation to pocket any more of the interesting trinkets that passed before her.  She refrained from commenting that the food was too bland, and she didn’t stare at the scar-faced man’s scars or … Continue reading →