“Chazhecha leureucha ajeli!” Anomen ducked and raised his shield as a swarm of small, bright-red spheres of energy flew forth from the mage’s hands and zinged towards him like angry bees. They struck home regardless, darting around his shield, looping and twisting through the air to find his most unprotected spots. The armor protected him…

If the inn had a name, no one knew it. It had existed as long as Ust Natha itself, tucked away in the corner of the city, attracting clients with the promise of pleasures of every possible description. If asked on the street, any drow would say that the heart of Ust Natha was the…

This is a light-hearted comedy piece originally published between Chapter 14 (“Bodhi”) and Chapter 15 (“Before the Storm”). Feel free to skip it if it interrupts your ‘flow’. “Hey, it’s here.” Cassandra held up a thick packet of papers as she entered the dining room. Imoen was stretched out on the sofa under a thick…

“Halt, Kelemvor.” The darkly robed figure’s expression was unreadable behind the silver death mask that hid its face. “Uncommonly direct, Sehanine,” its flat, passionless voice whispered. “Why do You interrupt Me?” The darkness gradually faded to a thick, misty grey – a featureless plain of nothingness, lacking both sky and ground. The swirl of mist…