DISCLAIMER: I believe freedom is precious and should be preserved. This work is for entertainment purposes only.Even at the end of your 3-month contract, you can’t believe you scored such a sweet gig.I mean, sure, ‘messenger for the local lord’ sounds stressful on paper, but not so much when that lord (or lady, in this case) has a good reputation with the populace. Even when you’ve had to be the bearer of bad news, the worst you get is some grumbling. Certainly nothing approaching that o

DilutionMilafir was a middle-aged elf, 450 years old. She had seen her first husband, a fellow elf, but he divorced her when she embraced using modern technology, and he wanted to keep things traditional. She even ended up online dating and then married to a young human. She even bore him a half-elf daughter. Her relationship with her second husband broke down when he came to the realisation that he had aged 30 years, and she had only aged the equivalent of 3. He had left her for a human his ag

20th Year of the 10th Age, Early Spring
In the Skies near the Floating Island of Okka, Southwestern Llelenora, the Continent of Allara
The high elf Ruhiel Sellara recalled the day she had been chosen as the Welkin Maiden. The clouds had looked like they wanted to dump enough rain to flood the world, yet not a single drop fell. Instead the wind had blown and guided the clerics of Aurasu to her. The clerics had taken her from her humble home on her humble farming island with the blessings of her p

20th Year of the 10th Age, Early Spring
An Unknown Floating Island, Southwestern Llelenora, the Continent of Allara
Akino Sora looked over his reflection in the crystal clear water of the artificial spring. Dark blue hair that seemed to perpetually cover one eye no matter how he styled it, a set of black rimmed, square glasses, that same light skin tone and those same slate grey eyes. Even his Hiro Academy uniform was still intact. That is to say, he looked completely the same as the reflection

Blooming Anew





“Okay, so, wait. I just want to be clear about this… I'm

not

working from sunup until sunset?”




Romy sat across from Vitey on a cozy sofa in what the latter called the living room. Well, she supposed it was hers now too. She was still getting

“Man, I forgot how obnoxiously huge this place was.”
“It is quite ostentatious, isn’t it?”
Stark, Fern, and Frieren stood before the doors of the Adventurers’ Guild headquarters. It was a massive structure built into the trunk of a titanic, ancient tree whose branches shaded its offspring. A village sprawled among the great tree’s roots, reaching out in a semicircle from its southern side. This village (known as Elderwood in the local human tongue) thriv

20th Year of the 10th Age, Late Summer
Sakura’s Lair near the Lycaria-Central Plains Border, Northwestern Lycaria, Continent of Allara
Sakura chuckled as she coiled around the halfling matriarch, the red scales of her four arms and green scales of her snake half gleaming in the sunlight like polished gems. The pink haired and dark horned echidna didn’t put the squeeze on the delectable looking morsal yet, but her serpentine body kept any chances of the halfling escaping at near zero.