Suddenly, the entire chamber shook. With the exception of Accura, everyone had to struggle to maintain their balance. A moment later, the chamber shook again. “Earthquake,” Fragiel asked, wondering what else could’ve caused the whole mountain to shake like that.
“No,” Accura laughed. “That would be my brothers and sisters trying to get in here to stop me.”
That answer had the High Priest confused. “How are you able to keep them out, my goddess?”
“You did not seriously think I would put my plan into motion without covering every possibility, did you? I’ve had Paragon and his mercenary band hiring priests of the entire pantheon putting wards on this room for the past year. Your acolyte, Parshal, just finished adding the final one.”Continue reading →
I haven’t done a Random Thought of the Day post in a while. Today’s version will have a theme. I will be addressing certain places or things, giving my opinion on them. Let’s start off with one I think I’ve said before, but I can’t remember so I’m going to say it again.
By the way, I spend all day shipping packages all over the country so a lot of these have to do with city names. Continue reading →
Well, everyone, after a month (or so) of no internet at home, I finally got it back. Hopefully, that means I’ll be able to post more regularly. It sure is a hell of a lot easier to do from home than it is having to run up to either my brother’s house or the library to post things.
Anyways, I’ve got some new Sceptre of Chaos coming, new Versus, and anything else that may pop into my head.
I normally don’t pay attention to details in movies, especially when those movies contain something supernatural. However, I noticed something in a movie last night that made me pay attention to those details.
I’m actually surprised I have never noticed it before. I’ve seen the movie dozens of times, but, for some reason, I didn’t notice it until I watched it last night. Maybe it’s because I’ve been watching it since I was a kid and I never thought to question it.
Parshal was led down another winding series of corridors. Two dwarves dragged his unconscious High Priest behind them. He thought about trying to fight his way out of this situation, but he was sorely outnumbered. The acolyte thought of himself as a good fighter, but twenty to one odds were something he knew he couldn’t overcome. Instead, he tried to remember the route they had taken, in hopes that an opportunity to escape came up in the future. The only thing he knew for certain is that they were consistently going further down into the mountain.
Suddenly, they came to a set of huge doors. Once again, Parshal found himself wondering why dwarves would make a door that big. It made more sense to make them dwarf size, forcing anyone who attacked them to bend down to fight. He thought about asking the dwarves about it, but decided that he suddenly wanted them to get attacked and have it come back and bite them.
I know, I know. It’s been forever since I’ve added a new chapter to this story. Fear not, my friends. I’ve finally started writing it again. I’ve also had some new ideas for things I can do in the Sceptre of Chaos universe, as well. I will be discussing them with a few fellow bloggers, to get their opinions, before deciding whether or not to move forward with them, though. For now, please enjoy the next chapter in the story.
I worked in retail hell for 11 years. When I first started working there, if I ever had a problem, I’d talk about it with one of my supervisors, whether it was a department or store manager. Eventually, I realized the futility of doing that. So, I just started dealing with things myself. Every once in a while, a manager would say something to me about what I had done, but, for the most part, they were content to just let me do things my way.
Also, during those 11 years, I spent a lot of time listening to my coworkers bitch about the conditions in the store (which is something they did almost non-stop). Now, I’m not going to lie and say that I never bitched about anything, but I rarely bitched for two reasons. The first is because I didn’t want to sound like the whiny people I worked with.