Jade Ripley

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So far Jade Ripley has created 35 blog entries.

Path of War – Volunteer

I was nine years old when I sold my soul. Or, rather, when I sold myself. Sir Marcus is always reminding me that we do not own souls, we are souls. We own possessions, we own ideals, and thoughts, we own our bodies, but one cannot own the thing one uses to be oneself, if […]

By | June 27th, 2016|Categories: Fiction|0 Comments

Mourners: Ashes to Ashes – Tactical Error

“Lady Elf! Lady Elf, need’a guide? I know the city real well Lady Elf, I can take ya anywhere.”

Summer regarded the teen before her coolly, taking in the mended clothes and the hungry, predatory gleam in his eye. She folded her arms in front of her chest – protected, as the rest of her was, […]

By | November 19th, 2015|Categories: Fiction, Mourners: Ashes to Ashes|4 Comments

Mourners: Ashes to Ashes – The Old Days

They’d nailed the prisoner to back of a tavern with daggers.

One in each palm, one in each wrist, holding her arms above her sack-covered head and dripping blood that soaked into her shirt. She sobbed beneath the reeking sack, wordless sounds of misery and pain floating out from behind the cloth.

“You thought you could just […]

By | November 17th, 2015|Categories: Fiction, Mourners: Ashes to Ashes|0 Comments

Mourners – Coronation

In the end, the remaining Wolfbrood refused to surrender; to the last man, they died with curses on their lips and blood on their muzzles. Runners were dispatched from the city within an hour, seeking supplies to prevent the hold of lycantheropy on the wounded.

The Rabble’s attempts to identify and speak to Levie were complicated […]

By | November 4th, 2015|Categories: Fiction|0 Comments

Mourners – Ragnarok

Something tickled the underside of Anastasia’s chin, drawing her out of her warm, comfortable sleep and into slow wakefulness. The paladin yawned, snuggling against the warmth of –

Of.

“You have got to be the blushiest person I’ve done that with,” Aisling murmured affectionately, stroking Ana’s soft, red hair. “I wanted to let you sleep more, but […]

By | November 1st, 2015|Categories: Fiction|0 Comments

Path of War Expanded – Quid Nomen Mihi Est?

“Begone from my sight, faithless traitor,” boomed the Law, and lo, it was so.

I remember falling. I don’t remember landing.

*    *    *    *

Pain. A world of pain, dimensions of agony folded into sharp, cracking sensations that crawled through my being in shifting tides. Dimly, I was aware that my body was […]

By | October 27th, 2015|Categories: Fiction|0 Comments

Mourners – Fimbulwinter

Shatterdown’s festive air did not quite last; though its citizens still tied ribbons to the buildings, the buzz of activity that had been the search for the ribbon had become a grim series of drills and training, with the Rabble keeping watch over the streets. Contessa’s workshop had flooded with assistants to help the teen […]

By | October 25th, 2015|Categories: Fiction|0 Comments

Mourners – Valhalla

Someone knocked on Aisling’s door while she was dressing.

“I’m indecent,” the Scarlet Princess called out. “You care?”

“Do you?” Margrave’s voice answered, wryly. “You have nothing I haven’t seen in the general case before.”

Aisling turned around to face away from the door and shrugged. “Come in. Just getting ready to kill some folks.”

The door opened; Margrave […]

By | October 22nd, 2015|Categories: Fiction|0 Comments

Orion’s Belt – Common Language

I will confess that I thought the worst when one of the villagers came rushing into my small chapel – really no more than a shrine with pretensions of grandeur, though my flock took pride in it – with a look of panic on her face. My immediate thought was that Deirdre had been found […]

By | October 19th, 2015|Categories: Fiction, Orion's Belt|0 Comments

Steelforge – Carol of the Bells

It was supposed to be a milk run.

Eric had known that something was wrong, of course. When the village of Scarsgrove – named for the blasted trees that surrounded it, survivors of a magical duel at the time of its founding – had stopped sending messengers or traders to its neighbors, there had naturally been […]

By | September 30th, 2015|Categories: Fiction|0 Comments