Dark Helm and Wing’d Spear, #14 (Final)

(Last Entry Here) (Table of Contents) Morkui walked between ranked corpses, casting examinations on each he found for magic which might indicate undeath. He found nothing, and for some time swept back and forth through his section until he stopped at last over a lean, dark-skinned body with one hole in the arm and one […]

High Fantasy Nomads: Let’s Fix This Silliness

Outsiders, I understand. You come to our hidden land expecting wonders and terrors, warriors made peerless by their hardship, the wisdom of wasteland sages. You have been misled. Pop quiz: what’s the best way to learn things in a world which predates the telegraph, let alone the Internet? Is it: 1. Sit on your ass […]

Dark Helm and Wing’d Spear, #13

(Last Entry Here) (Table of Contents) Morkui prowled circles around Saijun. The Lich showed no signs of damage yet. A few metal shards he had thrown hard enough to breach her wards pierced her flesh, but she had repaired herself instantly. Despite this, he was calm; Envyborn was a brute-force instrument, a blunt-speaking, blunt-fighting woman […]

Warcries: The Coolest Thing Fantasy Barely Uses

Just about every individual country on Earth has a multitude of its own, unique warcries. From the classic Russian “Urrraaaaaahhh” to the Teutonic Knights’ “GOTT MITT UNS!” and the U.S. Army’s “Hoo-ah!” it’s hard to find humans at war without warcries. Oh, except in Fantasy. In fantasy humans barely use these outside of Warhammer Fantasy, […]

Dark Helm and Wing’d Spear, #12

(Last Entry Here) (Table of Contents) Shayris plunged down another corridor past a group of Ulmish guards, who she pointedly ignored. Not stopping to ask for help?¬†Van inquired. That vampire worked here, or appeared to work here or copied someone who worked here–it doesn’t matter, they’ll know her and not me!¬†Shayris thought. And stop distracting […]

Idle Musings: Things I’ve Said That Desperately Need Context and Have None, #2

Sometimes I say (or type) the most fascinating, bizarre, or simply awful things. This is the second selection from those things. “At least I don’t have Roose Bolton’s lips.” “The Official McCurdiverse Advisory Team Greeting is now ‘Blork.’” “You cannot call all of your employees ‘Shitbird Mountain’ and pay them in leftover Halloween candy.” “–milking […]