Order of the Silver SwordsI was ten when my world was ripped out from under me, when everything changed, when I watched my Mother cut down by the Dunalli. Dunalli. How I would learn to loath that word and the people no monster's it belonged to. To hate the god that gave them their name and their life and purpose.Order of the Silver Swords by Cu-Sith1
Dunalli are the followers, worshipers, priests, what have you of the Dark God Dun, the Lord of Chaos, War, Bloodshed, and every other dark and malicious thing that you can think of. For years now, longer than anyone cares to remember, they have been making life miserable for everyone. There are those that fight them, men and women known as the Silver Swords, so named for the silver blades they wield, the only metal that seems able to harm the Duanlli. My Mother was one of the Silver Swords, one of their better swords, but then she had me and left the life forever.
I don't know who my father is; Mother refused to tell me, saying that he wasn't
GC: Asclepius' Staff Ch5GC: Asclepius' Staff Ch5 by Cu-Sith1
The Caves of Epidaurus
Standing at the top tier of the world-renowned Asklepion Amphitheatre would have left most anybody in a state of awe and wonder. The ruins and history where any Archaeology and History buffs wet dream. People came from all over the world, just to see this architectural marvel. All the four friends could think of was, how were they going to find anything with all these people around. It was a good thing that the Staff wasn't hidden under a slab in the middle of the stage or something, then they would have really been screwed.
"So Drake, where's the cave system that the cashier girl told you about?" Aislinn hadn't even needed to ask; the young god was already looking. He cast his gaze from left to right, searching, all the moving people made it slightly difficult to concentrate and it took him a couple of tries before he found what he was looking for.
"There! Do you guys see the archway, down near the right there?" The other three followed to wher
HHVU: IntroductionsSomewhere, there was a little highway that twisted and turned through little green fields, past little white houses and little red barns under a big blue sky with little white clouds. It was summer in Somewhere, and a little red car was rolling gently over the hilly countryside.
There was a man in the little red car. He had a little briefcase with little papers full of big words. Big words such as "protocol" and "section 36." These were the kinds of papers that when seen by ordinary human beings, receive a hard frowning squint and a pronounced head-tilt, before being thrown away as incomprehensible. But the man in the little red car was no ordinary man. This man was from the government.
Rudolph Canterbury was one of those rare souls on the vast energy plane that could not only finish reading one of those papers, but fully understand it. A tidy bureaucrat, Rudolph; who insisted on being called Rudy because he was named for his grandfather, whom he hated; had collected his p
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