A chill prickle of gooseflesh spread over his skin as he inspected the body. The man’s chainmail vest had been ripped down the middle, and his chest lay open, its contents removed and discarded carelessly around him… Continue reading

The two guards inched fingers closer to weapon handles, but their eyes were fixed on the torch in Hendall’s hands, which burned bright and unwavering—not so much as a sputter came from the open flame despite the torrential rain pounding to earth around it. Though he wore no armor and carried no blade, it appeared… Continue reading