While Salrod and Hilda were in the Southern Seas and Grettir was occupied with bringing order to South Sequarl, now liberated both from the Protectors and from endemic raids by orcs from the Wood of Itaen, Paradoxides had been thinking. Specifically he had been thinking about dragons. To this end, he researched a spell that … Read more
It was spring and there was peace in Sequarl. The Protectors were destroyed and in their place Grettir’s patrols kept the peace in the southlands beyond the Rin, and his deputies held those of their strongholds that were not now rubble. Winter had been blessedly free from orc raids and outlaws would rather freeze or … Read more
On the return of Grettir and companions from the Emeo Gate the Stigandi sets sail northwards once more to Bulu also known as Sulphur Island. The island is a volcanic cone with a single smoking craterous peak and many deep fissures along its flanks that ooze lava or belch black fumes. The harbour marked upon … Read more
Grettir watched as the flames licked up around the Stigandi. As the fire spread, the sacks of sulphur still in the hold gave off a huge column of black smoke that could no doubt be seen by their enemies out at sea, and there was a distinct whiff of dreamweed in the air. The Stigandi … Read more
Girindor flies Wilf, Jason, and their new chum Ubaron to Dingradur to meet Yspadadden. He is always delighted to receive customers – especially new ones – and Ubaron wants a magic sword. He has just the thing and sells him one he has just made called Wyrd Serpent. It is not only a fine blade … Read more
Elf-napping Grettir and Paradoxides were still on Basi. They were joined there by Ubaron, Wilf, Jason and Girindor who had tired of the snow and ice of the northern world, and by elements of Grettir’s family, including his wife, Kistin, and his fiesty twin daughters Signy and Katla. They were housed as honoured guests of … Read more