These are descriptions of my Fantasy setting I’ve been calling Nevrelocke Universe. These are original stories inspired by playing role-playing games like D&D and HARP that take place in a setting that I’ve come up with. On the surface, these stories don’t seem to have any connection but they all take place in a single timeline in locations that are connected to each other. Continue reading
Four people fell from a portal onto the ground in front of a stone pillar. For one, a human female in a t-shirt that had a dragon on it and jeans with a bag labeled dice hanging from them, the pillar had English written on it. For another, a human male in leather armor with a short sword and a shield, the pillar had Armenian on it. When the third looked at the pillar, a man who seemed to breathe ice wearing cloth pants and a cloth sleeveless shirt holding a hammer and chisel, the pillar was covered in Nordic runes. For the last, an anthropomorphic salamander wearing scholarly robes and holding a thick tome that he appeared to have been reading, the pillar was written in Nevish runes. They were all drawn to read the entirety of the pillar. Continue reading
As Sorley and Helena moved off to locate where Ember was last seen there was a howl behind them.
Sorley turned to glance at Helena. “I think that’s the wolf that knocked me out earlier.” His whisper carried too well in the glazed snow, and he dared not utter another sentence.
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Ember ran from the wolf when it knocked Sorley out. She knew there was nothing she could do to help other than keep herself safe. She stuck out in the snow, and the only thing she could do was find a place to burrow and hide. Before she did, she took note of where Sorley was being taken and decided to hide on the other end of the camp. She saw green humanoid figures walking around followed by what appeared to be humans in chains and masks. Continue reading
Bolting throughout the house Sorley and Ember collected everything they had for hunting trips. Marcus’ hunting pack was larger so he insisted Sorley take it.
“But dad, you and mom need supplies too, even if you aren’t going with me!”
“The inquisitors will be here soon. Stop arguing and get moving!” Marcus shoved a few items into the pack then pushed a bundle into Sorley’s arms. “Ember, you’d better let Ayla strap your pack to you. We don’t have much time.”
Ember let Ayla tighten down the straps then scurried onto Sorley’s pack. “Don’t portals stay open for days? How are you going to defend it?”
“We have a plan, now go!” Continue reading
Marcus and Ayla were rustling through the house gathering all of their belongings and spell components into the cart. Ember and Sorley were setting up a long-term invisibility spell on the cart and themselves when they heard the sound of thunder. They looked up and saw dark stormclouds in the distance moving towards the house.
“Dad, a storm is coming!” Sorley pushed the cart in through the front door.
“Shast. Here, let me help you.” Marcus started pulling the cart too, then turned his head to yell into the house. “Ayla! We’re gonna need plan b!” Continue reading
Ember didn’t remember much about her life before she met Sorley. What she did remember was very fuzzy and out of focus, like her life before was a dream. The color of the world before she met him was dull and the color of the world after she met him was vibrant. Other changes started to happen after a while as well.
First she started to be able to get glimpses into what Sorley was seeing, hearing, and eventually even thinking. The latter she only really glimpsed when he was thinking particularly hard about something.
Second she was starting to learn how to speak in the language of humans, more specifically in english. Continue reading
Marcus and Ayla were Warlockes on the run from the inquisition. Their son, Sorley, was also a Warlocke but the inquisition had no information on him. The family had moved into the wilderness to keep themselves hidden.
On Sorley’s eleventh birthday, in February, he and his father went on a cold and snowy trapping run. They were looping back around on the back end of the trapping line when they found their only catch of the day. Continue reading