The Haggling Never Ends

The Sacred Clearing was a holy site for the MyrRin and no blood was allowed to be spilled on the holy site. It was meant to be a haven for all. Even the duels were not to the death, only to first unconscious. The clearing was divided into four area by paths that extended out from the center. The middle was dominated by a large open arena with a jagged rock at the center that looked like a lighting bolt jutting out of the ground. … More The Haggling Never Ends

Bogbeans Jurnal

After lotsa walking along the river, the cart finally made a big stop. It was cozy until some angry red Miguels came and attacked! Some was a good fighter and almost killed the boy cat and the captain – hahah wouldnt that be funny! But then a crazy one was by my frien and i felt like, strong, but different. I haven’t ever fought for someones else before. … More Bogbeans Jurnal

The First Taste of Battle

A guard was posted for the night but Tobias didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary. He was bit distracted, thinking up the next day’s meal. Up atop the cart roof was Drexla preparing her nook for the night. She could see Miguel curled up in the other corner in a ball of rags. She also saw Tobias lighting his torch before moving out to walk the perimeter of their camp on watch. … More The First Taste of Battle

River Respite

The caravan traveled for two weeks along the banks of the river that ran in the direction they were going. They followed the natural path formed by other caravans going in the same direction for many generations. The caravan stopped to rest for the first time in a long few days. They had been riding hard, trying to make good time to the Sacred Clearing. … More River Respite