The feast of loki, chapter 1The first thing oskan noticed when he was awoken from sleep was that it couldnt possibly be time to do so, the scant view of the icemark he could see from his prone position was swathed in shadow , even the moon giving little light save for its myriad reflections in the snow. The second thing, and also the reason for his untimely awakening were the sounds coming from below the citadel, a cacophony of screeching mixed with the occasional growling chuckle and the hollow crashing of boxes. Ah, Grishmak was starting the feast of Loki celebrations early then. With that the warlock turned over, pulling the pillow ov
Newborn HappinessOskan the young warlock had faced armies of more than one hundred thousand, made alliances with werewolves, vampires, and tree-folk, and negotiated with the fearsome king of the snow leopards at the Hub of the World. However, nothing could have prepared him for what he now faced. “Will you quit pacing already? The doctors said there was nothing to worry about, that everything was fine.” Maggiore Totus told Oskan. “I know, I know, but I'm still nervous. Is it supposed to take this long? How long have they been in there?” Maggiore sighed. “Three hours, same as the last time you asked me three minutes ago.” Os
