Dungeons & Dragons Honour Among Thieves Doric Novels & Stories

Elric caught him before he hit the ground, easing him down gently. Elric looked up at me, his face grim. “Unlocked. That means it wasn’t just carelessness. It was deliberate.” I clenched my dagger so tightly my knuckles ached. “Then someone inside wants us gone.” Before either of us could say more, a group of Dorian’s men rounded the corner, blades raised, eyes gleaming with the thrill of the hunt. One of them sneered when he saw me. “Well, well, if it isn’t Raven herself. Looks like luck’s on our side tonight.”

Because everyone sensed something important. Something hidden. The dark symbol suddenly cracked. Silver light leaked through its surface. Then a name appeared above it. A single name. One that caused Liora to freeze beside me. One that caused Fenric's face to lose all color. And that made my instincts immediately sharpen. The name burned brightly across the chamber. Darious Hale. And suddenly the mystery surrounding Liora's missing brother became far more dangerous than anyone had imagined.

he glared at Johan. “The hell! I thought you were going to open hell again!” “A-again...” Dorin touched his temple as his head suddenly ached. “Here, let me help you with that, number 12,” Mordecai said with a big grin. “Johan, hand Dagon over.” Mordecai touched Dorin’s temples as soon as Dagon perched on his shoulder, and hoped that the young thunder mage’s memory of their past duel would finally return, before Eirian does.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

Destiny shivered, but before the stinking merchant could reach his chubby dirty hands across the desk, Calder raised one hand and the relatively gray skinned creature shot across the hut until he smashed into the wall and as the older spectrul flicked his wrist the now screaming salesman’s body slammed into the roof of his establishment and Calder snapped his wrist one more time, making a strange motion with his fingers before the still sobbing merchant fell to the floor and then tumbled back across the floor until he lay at Destiny’s feet. Calder calmly placed the books and boxes he held on the floor and floated over the top of the sniveling shop owner, “our young miss is the charge of the

Drykator gestured to both men, pointing to his ears as they pricked up from the voices he could hear, Drago and Dontain trying to hear the whispers in the room just ahead let out breaths they didn’t realise they were holding. “I can’t believe Divine Victory has tried to escape Terribor through a passage-way which he designed himself, won't get far mind their outnumbered '' the mercenary snorted . “I'm gonna rally the troops I brought a hundred and eleven mercenaries with me from Ruis Thillis and I want every one of them to have a taste of action” Horror filled Drykator. Divine Victory is together? Fleeing Reinhold? How can this be? Slipping round Drago, he whispered to Dontain

Quickly. "What is his desire?" Lisa, seated next to Dominick, inquired. Even though she was still frail, her resolve was unwavering and she refused to stay behind. When Dorian's eyes strayed to her, doubt obscured his face for the first time. "Manage. Strength. He differs from the rogues you have previously encountered. Eryndor wants an empire, not just mayhem. Additionally, he is beginning with the rogue packs. "That isn't feasible," Dominick sneered. "Rogues are too untamed and ill-prepared to be followed."

“We need to talk about the relic you’ve brought. Again.” Roric’s calm mask cracked. His face twisted into something sharper, more dangerous. “Darius… It's a little late for polite words, don’t you think?” His eyes slid to Dalian, holding a glint of evil amusement. “That stone? It’s just the beginning. There is nothing to talk about.” Roric lifted his hand slightly. Two more wolves stepped out from the dark corners between cabins. Their eyes glowed faintly, and their bodies tensed, ready for a fight. The air felt heavy with danger.

His presence seemed unexpected yet oddly comforting in this foreboding place. "Greetings, travelers," he said, his voice smooth and inviting. "I am Darius, from the Moonshadow Pack. I sensed your arrival and your quest to rescue Alpha Damien." His words resonated with hope, and for a moment, we allowed ourselves to believe that we had found an ally in our darkest hour. The weariness of our journey momentarily lifted, replaced by cautious optimism. Darius continued, his voice carrying a note of empathy. "I too have lost a pack member to these rogues. I offer my assistance to help you free Alpha Damien. Together, we can bring justice to those who have taken our loved ones."

With the Tiddertons, after over an hour of rest and trying to expel the poison, Fletcher, the western region Dragon Corps as well as Elder Tidderton, and the others managed to recover from the poison. At that moment, cars could be heard, and two black colored sedans stopped close by! Right after that, the door opened, and a middle-aged man who was about fifty years old walked out with two impressive-looking old men and five other subordinates out of the cars! They were the reinforcements from the western region of Dragon Corps! The middle-aged man was the person with the most power in the western region's Dragon Corps, Thorin Orpwood! After he received Fletcher's report, he found out that th