Of Rats and Cats<br> and Neon Mice
Ariel Lawrence
Ariel Lawrence
Dana Luery Shaw
All around Yorick, living things began to writhe and contort, corrupted by the foul magic in the Black Mist. People, animals, even plants began to transform into vile, ghoulish mockeries of their former selves.
Like most who rise to notoriety in the twisting, salt-crusted labyrinth of Bilgewater, Sarah Fortune has no shortage of blood on her hands…
Beloved daughter of the renowned gun-dame Abigale Fortune, Sarah spent much of her happy childhood in the forge of their island settlement just off the coast—learning to file wheel locks, set trigger pulls, and even cast batches of custom pistol shot.
Katie Chironis
Things were tense for folks right now. They’d just lost their king and seen their country turn on itself in a single bloody year.
Separate, but never parted, Kindred represents the twin essences of death. Lamb’s bow offers a swift release from the mortal realm for those who accept their fate.
Meaghan Bowe
The cougar crouched over the man, opening her jaws wide and bringing her sharp teeth against his throat. The human shrieked as Nidalee bit slowly into his neck, just deep enough to draw blood, but not to kill.
Jared Rosen
Rayla Heide
Ahri shut her eyes and reached out to the reservoirs of magic around her. The environment had plenty ripe for the taking, but she was too weakened by the tea to draw them to her.
Why bother letting me into your mind at all?”
“To draw first blood in a stranger’s home without giving them a chance would be...impolite.”
Daniel Couts
Ariel Lawrence
Your hair’s super cool! I don’t think I could ever pull off red, but on you—wow.”
“Miss Fortune,” she interrupts.
Ian St. Martin
And I ain’t the only one who thinks so.”
“We go fast, we get rich.” Tudre stabbed a finger down at the old map set on the table before them.
John O'Bryan
“What’re you doing? I’m your biggest draw,” he says.
“Flayer, you’re losing to a washed-up ex-champ.
Lurking in the isles, a different mist swarmed. Black in color, it coiled and twisted, forming into fearsome wraiths.
Joey Yu
Good job, everyone. And now it’s my turn. Faey swallowed hard. Hanging upside down, she drew her bow and set the arrow in line.
Anthony Reynolds
And everywhere, the Black Mist coiled.
She was still there for a moment, and he clung to her, unwilling to let her go.