Anne Swiftblade

In the form we filled out to enter the School of Stewardry, the Overlord mentioned Pinterest sharing/and collaborative boards. What is the wooden coin equivalent for activity of that sort?

She’s still way too far away to help, and too scared of the enchanted cloak to move. So Bethany watches, frightened, while she sees her fellow serfs plunge from the tower. But then she remembers that pitcher of ice she’s still holding in her sweaty hand. Somehow that gives her the courage to move from her stupor. “Even if I can’t actually help…[Read more]

“Whew.” Leigha shudders. “Sounds, uh, well, risky…” She glances down the turre, & immediately wishes she hadn’t. Gripping wildly, at the shingles, she slowly stands, and smiles bravely at her fellow writers. “Guess we have nothing to lose. I’m game if you are.”

@winter-rose I did quite well. I wrote a little over a thousand words, which is what I was aiming for. Good luck on your college stuff!

Leigha clings to the gigantic shingles, & tries not to look down. “Oh look”, she says, in an attempt at lightheartedness, “Here’s another one to join the party. Welcome!” She exclaims as Gabby lands, none too gracefully, atop the turret. “Couldn’t we make use of this cape somehow? I’m sure we could figure something out…” Sighing at the…[Read more]

@winter-rose I am here!

APPEAL TO THE DARK OVERLORD:
I have just heard the cries of a damsel in distress!! Countrykar has been left behind by the bus taking all troll-thingies to the the Stweardry Acadamy… uh, what’s it called now? Anyway, I refuse to believe that the Dark Overlord is as dark and evil as he’s been made out to be and is truly a knight whose armor needs…[Read more]

Trying to gather herself after her tumble, Bethany gazes up at the sky, where Audrey and Toast are being borne by a gentle wind towards…the tallest turret on the castle! “Wait! Jump off!” she yells. But can they even hear her voice, too breathy as always?