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Tenebroum Ch. 24-25

Ch. 24 - Muddy Waters

Everything was in motion now. The swamp was used to having days and weeks to plan and decide, but for reasons not entirely within its control. One moment it was designing it’s first spirit traps, and commanding its dark messenger to lay a few of them up and down the river, so it could test them, and the next it looked up and everything was burning.

The Viscount at least was safe enough still, the swamp thought as it briefly checked on their progress. The ...

Death After Death Ch. 23-24

Ch. 23 - Traumatized

Simon lay there for a long time, just struggling to put the pieces of his mind back together. He was whole and unharmed, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t escape from the flashbacks that kept springing to his mind unbidden. In the absence of the constant fog of pain and hunger he’d been lost in for so long, his mind was suddenly too sharp, and suddenly all the terrible things he’d done were in better focus now than when he’d been doing them. The...

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas everyone. I hope you all enjoy the bonus chapter. It was the only gift I could give on such short notice. Hopefully I can improve on that next year. 

I hope you're staying warm wherever you, which is a pretty tall order with the weather as it stands right now. 

I continue to make good progress of Death After Death and am glad the end is in sight on that one. I don't expect either of the other two stories I'm currently posting to finish until next fall, ho...

Tenebroum Ch. 21-23

Ch. 21 - Uncertain Promises

Kelvun removed the wide brimmed hat to wipe the sweat from his brow as he gazed out at the broken, brick-red badlands in the distance. The hat was ugly, and he’d refused it the first day because it in no way matched his riding outfit, but once it had started warming up, and they’d run out of shade he’d changed his mind. The heat shimmer made the boulder studded hills waver uncertainly, he was glad to have the ugly hat, but even it’s shade didn’t h...

Death After Death Ch. 21-22

(Author’s Note: I feel like maybe this chapter should be lengthened and split into two chapters, but I didn’t want to dwell on Simon’s love story too much. Let me know what you think. Does it need more?)

Ch. 21 - Just a Barmaid

When Simon woke up in the fresh air and the empty bed of his cabin, a small part of him had died. He felt more hurt than he’d been by any of his deaths. The pain he felt as he imagined what had happened to poor Freya was worse than the fi...

Progress Update

So, I continue to make progress on all stories and have at least a week buffer across the board again, which is nice, but not as much as I was hoping for. I had a killer headache earlier this week, so that set me back a bit. 

BUT - I have made enough progress to justify a Christmas present to all my readers, so next week there will be 3 chapters of Tenebroum instead of 2. That's because in two weeks I'm going to put out a bonus chapter for everyone, but you will get it first. ...

Tenebroum: A Question of Directions

Last night someone asked on Scribblehub, "When will the lich get his own name? (Tenebroum)." I thought this was a very good question to ask. The answer is more complicated though. 

The darkness in the swamp is still distilling into its final form. It is flawed, fragmented, and not yet a complete entity, hence why I sometimes refer to it as the wraith, and other times as the darkness or the swamp. It is a cesspool of minds, though only the most important half dozen really matter. Or...

Death After Death 19-20

Ch. 19 - Eye of the Storm

Thinking fast, Simon rushed across the room and brained the two that were trying to struggle their way through the gap in the boards. They just flopped there, like the world’s most disgusting cork, and their dead weight mostly kept the rest of them from coming through. He looked around and grabbed the closest trestle table, knocking it over to make a crude barrier. Then he started shoving it towards the breach. It was heavier than it looked though, and goin...

Tenebroum 19-20

Ch. 19 - Dying Embers

Kruln’venor was disgusted by its circumstances, but that was nothing new. That was the first emotion it felt each evening, as it flared to life when the Burning Skulls added fuel to their cookfires and lit the bonfires at their shrines. During the day, when it was slowly reduced to embers, it lacked the awareness to contemplate such things, but each evening it was born again, and that meant that each evening it had to remember how far it had fallen.

Kruln...

Schedule Updates

Right now, two things are pretty clear: Most of my readers are Tenebroum fans (as are most of my Patrons), and due to working on something else for NaNoWriMo, I am slowly burning though my backlog. That won't be an issue. I plan to work a bit on all of my ongoing stories once I get over the halfway point on the thing I'm working on. 

After that though, in December my focus will return to rebuilding my buffer (and making maps!) I have no plans to start anything new until Death After...

Tenebroum Ch. 17-18

The next two chapters will post on 11/28!

Ch. 17 - The Viscount

After the floodwaters receded the swamp focused most of its attention on the goblin tribes and their constant wars to the west of its domain, but that did not mean it failed to explore other opportunities. While the Goblins warred, and the zombies chiseled ever deeper into the earth it always kept a watchful eye out for new victims while it explored the edges of its domain.

No matter what else it was doing, ea...

Death after Death Ch. 17-18

The next two chapters will post on 11/28!

Ch. 17 - Lost in Translation

“So there are actually other people here,” Simon said, testing his voice again as he lay on his bed. “Cute one’s too.” He smiled as he lay there. Sure, she’d killed him, but that was almost understandable. That sort of thing happened all the time in zombie movies. What really mattered is that there were cute girls in The Pit and that zombies weren’t so tough after all. There was even beer! He ju...

Mapmaking

So as I mentioned in my first post, one of my goals with this Patreon is to raise the funds to buy some mapmaking software. Ideally, I'd like to do several maps: one of the dungeon (obviously), one of the expanding domain of the lich, and one of [Censored due to Spoiler]. The above is a rough idea for the second floor of the Lichs dungeon. This is the level the adventurers inevitably die in. It's sti...

Death after Death Ch. 15-16

Enjoy the next two chapters. New post on 11/14/22!

Ch. 15 - Words of Power

Death by suffocation was definitely on Simon’s top five worst deaths so far. It had all the helpless terror of drowning combined with the pain and horror of having his face melted off. When he woke up in his bed though, he was more frustrated than horrified. How the hell was he supposed to kill something that couldn’t be stabbed and barely had a body to fight?

“Magic,” he said, answering h...

Tenebroum 15-16

Enjoy the next two chapters of Tenebroum! Next post of 11/14.

Ch. 15 - Solovino’s Last Song

For almost a month, Louven Solovino had finally known peace again. The dreams had stopped almost completely, and for the first time in recent memory, he’d sung all the verses of a particularly bawdy song to a crowd of drunks in the common room of the tavern he was staying in last night. He’d told them all exactly how the maid had gotten waylaid, and even during the ...

Tenebroum Ch.11-14

Ch. 11 - The Leftovers

True to his word, most of Kaligos’ men died fighting, but to their credit they took down several times their weight in zombies before they fell. The swamp didn’t care. All the broken pieces were just spare parts that would be repurposed for other experiments. With the tribe of lizardmen and their strange worship of it all but extinguished it wouldn’t have enough energy to fuel so many constructs in perpetuity anyway. In time they might yet grow in number a...

Death After Death Ch.11-14

Ch. 11 - Another Way Out

When he left the cabin that day he never planned on coming back. If that damn path looped around then he would just take a different route. Anything that got him out of this crazy hall of mirrors was okay by him. He checked the satchel on the end of his spear one last time to make sure he wouldn’t lose anything, and then he started walking.

“There has to be a way out somewhere,” he mumbled to himself as he walked to the ruins of the temple. It was ...

The State of the Stories

Active Stories:

Death After Death - 15 chapters ahead.
Death After Death PLUS - 30 chapters ahead.
Blood-Stained Blade - 15 chapters ahead.

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