Mark G. Manley

My‑re fell through the air. She tried to grab onto something, anything, but the smooth side of the grounded Unsinkable III flying ship’s...

“They’re gaining on us!” The wind shredded My‑re’s words. She glanced over her shoulder.  Numerous crag wolves pursued her, Aphasia and...

“Get back to the ship! Run!” My‑re carried the goat, Joey, and ran through the flowery field back to the flying ship, the Unsinkable...

“The mere dragons are not coming back. Probably lost in the wild,” My‑re said to herself. She shifted her battle axe across her back and...

“Why is the crew looking at me all weird?” My‑re asked Vomarian over the banging and hammering on the Unsinkable III. “I surely don’t...

“It’ll be a cold day in the nine hells before I permit another Shagornan Elf to crash my ship,” Havelock snarled and climbed out of his...

“For such an ominous name as the Storm Crags, it’s not too bad sailing over them,” My‑re said to Vomarian. She looked out from the bow’s...

“If you get sick one more time on my boat, I’m going to turn you into a mop and bucket,” the Archmage Havelock said. He then smiled in...

“What in the nine hells are mere dragons?” My‑re asked hesitantly, taking a few steps back on the deck of the floating ship, the...

The following month… “My‑re, our most important cargo is here. Welcome aboard the Unsinkable III,” Vomarian Fae exclaimed, briskly...

“You can’t quit,” General Pol stammered, chasing My‑re across the Broken Sword tavern. “This isn’t up for debate. This is for...

My‑re stepped out from the Academy of the Eye building. She needed some fresh air and away from judgmental stares from people trying to...

“I was banished. What part of I will be executed if I step foot in the Rirorni Empire, do you not understand?” My‑re asked rhetorically,...

The following afternoon… Docking and finally securing the Unsinkable III, Vomarian Fae traveled inland into Willow Beach. He was glad to...

“I’d give my right butt cheek to get out of work tonight,” My‑re mumbled to herself as she carried a tray of empty mugs. The din of...