It had been a few days since Valtor had left Counterville, sailing across the dunes looking for something to do, maybe find some more people to help in rebuilding the world as he searched for a way to be reunited with his family. Lye’ta would have loved that, that he still wanted to help the […]
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Valtor stepped up onto his front porch. He was tired. And sore. It had been two decades since the end of the last great war, and he retired from his position as field commander of the Barbarian Berserker Corps. His higher ups had begged him to stay in the field, but he made the counteroffer
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John made his way to the wharf to ask around at the smaller fishing operations, he encountered an old fisherman named Dag. “Can I help ye, lad?” Dag asked, eyeing John up and down. John replied, “I understand you’re a one-man fishing operation named Dag. Your wife Marion sells your hauls everyday.” “Aye” said the
John built the coop for the tidewalkers after studying the design of the meat farmer’s for a few days. He took all the measurements, made the adjustments he figured the tidewalkers would need for size, space, and function, and the built the coop. Transferring the dozen John had now captured from the traps to the
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A man woke up feeling groggy, disoriented, and naked in the middle of a medieval town. He had no idea how he got there, who he was, or what had happened to him. His mind was a blank slate, devoid of any memories, except for his basic instincts of survival and, apparently, a language, though
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