To read the previous adventures of Sabine, click here. The story continues below. *** Sabine intended to kill Snakeoil under the cover of darkness. Though her cloak was sized to hold several large knives, the
To read the previous adventures of Sabine, click here. *** “Thank you, thank you.” Snakeoil’s voice was deep, gruff, and tinged with the peasant brogue of the lowlands. “Are you all ready for a miracle?”
To read the previous adventures of Sabine, click here. *** Sabine guided Slizzer’s mustang northeast to the port town of Candoc. Occasionally there rode or walked other travelers, those who rejected the requisite cloak and
To read the previous adventures of Sabine, click here. *** At midday in early spring, a bard in raiment of radiant purples and golds stumbled to the door of The Stubborn Ass tavern. The journey