Mercer stroked his beard, unconsciously separating the tangled hairs with the tips of his large fingers. “You know,” he said to Nicyes, “considering the town’s sponsor is Hestia, they’ve dedicated an awfully large shrine to Hermes.” Nicyes loomed behind him. […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“You aren’t going to disappear on me like you did yesterday, are you?” asked Mercer. “I embarrassed myself by asking for help looking for you. To think you’d left without me.” Nicyes looked at him with a mixture of annoyance […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“I think there may be something very wrong with the people in this town,” said Alquis. “Maybe it’s the politeness — I can’t quite put my finger on it. We’re outsiders, even if the town sees a lot of pilgrims, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“People throw away the strangest things.” Esther stood up when she heard Nicyes speak — he was standing in the doorway, and he was supporting Arturo, who was black and blue with bruises. Esther took a tentative step toward the […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Esther set foot on the lonely isle, and behind her, she could hear the ferryman poling his raft away quickly. She sensed fear in him when she originally inquired about the island, but she didn’t know the nature of his […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“The ferryman said he found her on the shore of the island, covered in sand and blood — that when he found her, he thought she was dead,” said Nicyes. “I told you not to go off on your own, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“What do you make of all this, Alquis?” asked Mercer. The mage looked up from the scroll he was studying. “I can only say that if there were a worse time for Esther to go alone to explore a monster-infested […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“Are you asleep?” The voice filtered through the layers of Nicyes’s mind, like rays of light through a murky pool of water, but it was enough of a disturbance to bring him out of his meditation. His voice was coarse, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“The island is cursed,” said the ferryman. “You’d best beware.” “Yes, yes I know,” said Alquis, and he waved a dismissing hand. “I’ve read about the island’s history in the temple records, and interviewed a number of people from your […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“Unhand that at once,” the priest was on the verge of shouting. “Will you please stop touching things! I haven’t had a chance to examine that yet!” Arturo ignored her, and continued to rifle through the objects on the table, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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