The heavy rain burst the banks of the river Grave and forty thousand marching Faelen infantry turned the ground around the looming gateway to a muddy quagmire.
Riot struggled through the bog, the sticking mud pulling at his boots. The flood...
2025-05-29 10:59:34 +0000 UTC View PostThe manor belonged to a spinster, last in the line of a prominent family who had gifted her entire estate to Wikkan. Now it was in the possession of Master Quell. The mysterious figure that had given her more power than she could ever imagine. She...
2025-05-29 10:58:39 +0000 UTC View PostArchives of the Wikkan Seat - Report from Haland marsh, Far West of Parthanea.
Year of Thrall - 188 years before the present day.
Mistress,
Forgive me, but a local priest writes this missive as ...
2025-05-07 16:00:22 +0000 UTC View PostHi everyone!
Sorry for the delay, it's been crazy releasing The Last Man - back on track now.
The Faelen Queen was dead, and the funeral bells tolled all day long in Gravetree. The rain didn’t care much of the death of the mo...
2025-05-02 10:58:59 +0000 UTC View PostRiot’s head was pounding and his feet were in agony from the new leather shoes. The stiff uniform collar cut into his neck but at least it resembled a fighting man’s uniform, he’d managed to pull off most of the lace. The worst was the pound...
2025-04-24 07:56:56 +0000 UTC View PostRiot burst into the tavern sweating and panting to find Gwilhelm sat at a battered piano playing a janky tune. Around him a dozen hardened tavern brawlers were singing at the tops of their lungs, and judging by the words of the song it was one of ...
2025-04-16 16:00:21 +0000 UTC View Post
The Last Man—a story that has lived in my head for years and has taken months of planning, rewriting, reworking, and refining to finally bring to life.
Now its finally here.
Every battle, every twist, every spell and betra...
2025-04-16 08:29:38 +0000 UTC View PostThe crashing noise that came from the chamber was followed by chorus of high pitched laughter. Halfway down the hallway, two young chambermaids who had been arranging the same vase of flowers for half an hour erupted into another fit of silent gig...
2025-04-09 16:00:12 +0000 UTC View PostDeacon tilted her head to let the cold rain sting her face, the water seeping into her dry skin. After two years in the blighted land of the Faelen Echo, she had almost forgotten the delight of the falling rain.
Whatever happened tonight, sh...
2025-03-27 05:17:23 +0000 UTC View PostArchives of the High Wikkan- Report from High Ornestvale.
Year of Thrall - 188 years before the present day.
Mistress,
Runala, Silvia and I arrived in High Ornestvale as instructed,...
2025-03-20 17:00:19 +0000 UTC View PostI’m beyond excited to announce that the Kickstarter has officially reached the first stretch go...
2025-03-19 11:23:37 +0000 UTC View PostSomewhere to Riot’s left, Loic cursed and stumbled in the dark. “Are you sure you told him where to meet you?” The young northman hissed.
“He knows where to be,” Riot replied, stopping on the tree line and scanning the darker shado...
2025-03-12 18:37:48 +0000 UTC View PostKickstarter update!
Still 15 days to go to get your signed copy of The Last Man. The book isn't print on demand, its a high quality book - get it while you can and help support me to keep writing the Leybound series. 2025-03-12 14:41:43 +0000 UTC View Post
The Kickstarter for The Last Man kicked off with a bang – we hit our target in just eight hours...
2025-03-09 16:09:58 +0000 UTC View PostThis Saturday, March 8th, the Kickstarter campaign for physical copies of The L...
2025-03-05 16:50:38 +0000 UTC View PostThe officers mess was a tavern in the town square that had been taken over by the well heeled commanders of the regiments. The innkeeper wore a wider smile than any of the patrons as he watched the the guilders of the monied class flowing into his...
2025-02-26 17:02:59 +0000 UTC View PostLieutenant Clarkson ducked out of the command tent. “I am sure you can go in at any moment, Riot,” he said, extracting another handkerchief and dabbing at his large nose. “Hay-fever,” he said by way of explanation.
Riot a...
2025-02-19 17:00:20 +0000 UTC View PostI'm running a Kickstarter for physical copies of The Last Man!
Exciting (and frightening). The Kickstarter starts on the 2nd of March 2025 and runs for four weeks. I'll be offering numbered, signed copies of The Last Ma...
2025-02-19 13:34:21 +0000 UTC View PostAntoinietta picked up the tattered remains of the boys uniform, running a finger over the name stitched in black thread. “Edward Vaughn,” she murmered.
The young man strapped to the apparatus stirred, straining weakly against his bonds, ...
2025-02-12 18:51:40 +0000 UTC View PostThe two hundred Leybound broke, fleeing swiftly up the hillside. Fifty feet from them, the driver of the prince's carriage cracked the reins and the white horses snorted and hauled as Worthy and the other officers mounted and fled toward the safet...
2025-02-06 03:25:43 +0000 UTC View PostRiot thundered down the hill and as he jumped off of the horse it tossed its head around and tried to bite at him. He cursed at the animal and hurried forward to find Major Doyle in the centre of the large square.
“Orders?” Doyle shouted...
2025-01-29 17:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostDespite the chill of the morning, Colonel Tobias Worthy pulled his new bicorne hat from his head and dabbed the beads of sweat from his forehead with an already sodden handkerchief. The arcanum army stood on the brink of annihilation, and he stood...
2025-01-22 17:00:12 +0000 UTC View PostGather round, friends, tip my hat with silver and hold close your babes to your bosom, for the Moon is full, and I would tell you of the Yega…
Our beloved full moon smiles on the western marshes, but while we rejoice the abyss weeps for it...
2025-01-22 17:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostThe gray-eyed soldiers of the Erudoran army outnumbered the guild forces by almost two to one. A hundred thousand of them. Riot drew curious glances as he strode through the camp. His long hair was tied behind his neck and held in a small leather ...
2025-01-15 17:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostHi everyone!
Well, that's it, book one is officially finished, what did you think? Best bits? Worst?? Any favorite characters or scenes?
There has been a lot of work going on behind the scenes over the last few months and I'm happy to ...
2025-01-15 11:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostMoran stood and gestured for Riot to approach. “Take off your jacket, please, and roll up your sleeves.”
Riot took off the blue uniform. It looked like a rag now, and he had refused to let the infirmary take it away; he wouldn’t even l...
2025-01-08 17:00:01 +0000 UTC View PostRiot kicked one of the stones from the pile that remained of the arcanist tower. It seemed like a regular stone, and he marveled at whatever art had made it impenetrable and able to stand for hundreds of years.
This was the last place that a...
2025-01-01 17:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostHi everyone,
It’s about six hours from the stroke of midnight where I live and I’m rounding out the year that's gone by—and what an incredible journey it’s been.
First of all, I want to thank everyone on Patreon for all ...
2024-12-31 17:59:11 +0000 UTC View PostThe sky was beginning to lighten in the south. In her home, they called this the blue hour, but here it was more like the red hour, as the light of a new day illuminated the blood that ran in the gutters of the streets and the red embers of flames...
2024-12-25 17:00:01 +0000 UTC View Post“Shh, lad, it's okay,” Riot said, gripping the young soldier's hand and feeling the strength leave it as he died.
“You should not have brought him here Riot, though he died well,” Price said.
Riot waited for the rage but ...
2024-12-18 17:00:01 +0000 UTC View Post