And, hey, since you're here, why not check out the first chapter of the first Realmgard story, Fryte's Gold?
Fryte's Gold, but easier and more accessible.
It's a good-looking group.
Deals on books (including mine), plus a chance to win some free stuff!
Whenever she and Dunstana get back from an adventure, Dunstana always looks forward to telling her best friend about it. And not just because there’s usually cookies.
“There is yet one more battle to be fought,” he announces. He raises his sword in salute, before pointing it towards Kat. “Prepare yourself, my lady.”
The entire room shakes. The room shakes again. And again. It sounds and feels like the footfalls of some huge monster.
Here's another pretty phoned-in post, but it's a pretty nifty visualisation of one of my stories.
I know these kinds of pithy, supposedly meaningful quotes are big business on the Internet, so I kinda feel like a sellout desperately clinging to an obnoxious fad.
Kat sighs wearily. Why does Captain Fryte hate her? Why do all his doors need to be locked, barred, and surrounded by traps?