Shattered Lands

Garris stood in the narrow space on one side of the castle wall, a small green area there to maintain a firm holding for the city walls, but served smugglers as an out-of-the-way place for people to meet out of the view of… [See More on Patreon]

“Your Majesty, I bring reports from the harbor defenses,” Baron Elsow said, bowing as he… [See More on Patreon]

William stood near the windows of Port Otleigh’s harbormaster’s office, watching ships unload supplies at the docks below. The port had fallen three days past, barely a fight at all once the Crown’s last organized army shattered on the plains outside Starhaven Bay. The garrison commander had surrendered the moment William’s scouts appeared… [See More […]

The Inosian coast rose dark against the eastern horizon, a jagged line of cliffs that marked lands Alistair had never visited and never planned to. He stood at the rail, watching the distant shore slip past. Behind them, that damned merchant vessel held its course, no longer gaining but not falling back either. Six days […]

The Icelanders had fallen in clusters, cut down as they tried to form their shield walls or scattered where his cavalry had run them through. He counted the banners as he passed them, noting which houses had committed forces. There would be a time when this war would be over, and he would remember those […]

William stood on the ridge crest and watched three thousand Crown soldiers pour into the valley below. He had finally stopped running the night before and set his men up. They were just inside the Stonehills, but the Crown forces had been getting closer and closer with each day, and he was worried another day […]