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I'm still keen to be involved, I'm just not checking in as often as I used to.

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Kithan's emerald gaze flickered back and forth across the battlefield; something didn't feel right. Slaughtered chaos warriors surrounded the base of his grassy knoll, while several briar wreathed mounds twitched spasmodically as his cloak drained them dry. Meanwhile in the battle itself...

The tattered shadow of the Baobhan sith skittered through the chaos ranks, her constant wail waxing and waning as she spun around, her long talons leaving skeins of blood and gore in her wake. Meanwhile Kithan kept up a methodical hail of emerald flares, targeting any warp tainted warrior with...

Mikhail threw back his head and howled. The eerie note was still hanging in the air as he ran ahead of Kithan's small party. The tarnished Prince paused and surveyed the mist swept scene of battling warriors dressed in the crude armour of the North. He strode up a small incline and turned...

Kithan turned, racing up the rocky terrain behind him, the elegant frame of Akela could be seen, gliding swiftly over the tumbled terrain, her eyes fixed on the Pinnacle. 'Look' murmered the Prince to his two companions and parted their enveloping screen of mist. The Pinnacle sprang into view...

The Pale Lady has just published his second book 'Featherbones' under the name Tom Brown, book launch at Waterstones, Witney UK on Saturday 13th Feb. Easy to find on the web. https://www.waterstones.com/events/book-launch-of-thomas-browns-featherbones/witney-11155

The Pale Lady has just published his second book 'Featherbones' under the name Tom Brown, book launch at Waterstones, Witney UK on Saturday 13th Feb. Easy to find on the web. Enjoy

A slight, barely acknowledged tension eased within Kithan as the uncouth warrior from the North ran to catch up with their small party. The slight spare frame of the Prince was dwarfed by his two muscular companions. A small circular movement with the tip of Mesmer sent a second tendril of...

Kithan dipped his head briefly in acknowledgement at the arrival of the Strigoi. Mesmer hung naked in his hand while the cloak of thorns sprouted yet more barbs and ebon blooms around his shoulders. Both cats silently took on their war aspect, growing in size and power. With a small gesture with...

Silently Kithan ground his teeth. Once again his vampiric allies seemed frozen with indecision, so much for 'quicksilver' lhamians and their ilk. Opals blazing on his brow, flanked by his spectral associates, the wraith king advanced to the front of the party and headed along the winding path...

Prince Kithan swiftly gestured with the unsheathed Mesmer and his cloud of hypnotic vapour rapidly expanded. At an unspoken mental command Bashees and Tangris grew to their combat size, but on this occasion their forms simultaneously faded, becoming more and more tenuous and difficult to...

With a swirl of his tattered viridian robes, Prince Kithan strode forward, tarnished, silver half armour glinting in time with the colours of the pulsing opals on his crown. He gave a polite bow to Akela. " We have overcome many obstacles to meet with your Mistress and look forward to hearing...

Kithan paused and took half a step back, away from the ambassador. The Lahmians appeared genuine, but so did Varelsa. Perhaps their entire journey had simply been a convenient way of removing those individuals the Triumverate found 'inconvenient'. This was the trouble with vampires, they were...

Kithan drew his barbed cloak around his shoulders and swiftly followed in the ambassador's footsteps, Mesmer hanging loosely in his hand. Tendrils of his emerald mist swirled and quickened round the eldritch prince as he advanced towards the handmaidens. Behind him the vampyric wraith hovered...

Kithan drew Mesmer as the opals in his crown began to swirl. The Baobhan Sith was silently summoned and came to hover behind her masters shoulder. Meanwhile the two feline spirits lengthened and grew large, ivory fangs glinting in the dim light. ' Can you take us to the corpses? Perhaps there...

The spectral prince glided forward a short way and joined the discussion. "My Lords, Lady, perhaps we should all advance nearer the pinnacle. With our combined talents I am sure we can find a way in. More than one impregnable dwarf hold has proved to be fallible to ethereal infiltration. " The...

Kithan gazed speculatively at the huntsman, how had he done that? The spectral prince had not detected any hint of his approach. This 'shadow-stepping' might bear closer scrutiny if the opportunity arose. Other than that, the Prince of Ivrel and his small entourage were ready and other than the...

With both Mikhail and Niklaus joining the group at the head of the convoy, Kithan felt a certain tension ease from his bones. At an unspoken command Bashees and Tangrys faded to near insubstantiality as they commenced to circle the small party, senses alert for anything out of the ordinary...

Kithan, cats and his baobhan sith are ready to go. The babhan sith; beautiful, predatory, but largely mindless, or a typical vampire in Kithan's eyes. These are the nearest to a true vampire that you will find in Ivrel. I first came across them in Mark Chadbourn's fantastic 'World's End'- highly...