Ashley WarreninThe Tavern BurnersShe Who Summons StormsMy mother smells of the sea and that is how I will always think of her. Locked in the secret chambers of my heart, the scent of petrichor…Jan 17, 2018Jan 17, 2018
Ashley WarreninThe Tavern BurnersEpilogueThis isn’t weird at all, Phaedrus thought, clasping tight to Akra’s beastly neck. He could only imagine what they looked to anyone watching…Jan 17, 2018Jan 17, 2018
Ashley WarreninThe Tavern BurnersChapter 57 | Psychic DamageThe ghosts evaporated into a night that formed a dark cloak around them, an endless void that stretched out into oblivion. Even the lights…Jan 15, 2018Jan 15, 2018
Ashley WarreninThe Tavern BurnersChapter 56 | Chambers of the HeartThe air grew cold and musty as they descended down the stairs, but they proceeded uninterrupted by additional vampire spawn. The lower…Jan 13, 2018Jan 13, 2018
Ashley WarreninThe Tavern BurnersChapter 55 | DrainedSix snarling vampire spawn, each with blood red eyes and pointed teeth, lunged at them. Akra lifted her shield to deflect their oncoming…Jan 13, 2018Jan 13, 2018
Ashley WarreninThe Tavern BurnersChapter 54 | Castle RavenloftThe cold air rippled through his mane and beard, and for just a moment, Ruh Ruh was blissful. Then the potent smell of burning wood caught…Jan 10, 20181Jan 10, 20181
Ashley WarreninThe Tavern BurnersChapter 53 | M is for MadnessStella fitted a knit glove onto Amira’s injured arm — injured wasn’t quite the right word for it. Cursed? Scarred? Irrevocably damaged…Jan 10, 2018Jan 10, 2018
Ashley WarreninThe Tavern BurnersChapter 52 | Properties of AmethystDepending on the light, her amethyst was either a peaceful lavender or a depthless aubergine. That’s what she liked about it, its…Jan 7, 2018Jan 7, 2018
Ashley WarreninThe Tavern BurnersChapter 51 | Lingering MagicThe three flame skulls hovered several feet above the ground, and Hoben estimated that he could fit the entirety of his body underneath one…Jan 7, 2018Jan 7, 2018
Ashley WarreninThe Tavern BurnersChapter 50 | The Amber TempleThe night blustered around Hoben’s hut, and through the translucent dome, Phaedrus watched the patterns of the storm spiral and swirl. Dawn…Jan 5, 2018Jan 5, 2018