<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 27 Feb 2025 22:47:53 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>NaNoWriMo</category><category>NaNoWriMo 2011</category><category>fantasy</category><category>fiction</category><title>Digital Phantasm</title><description>Conjuring a picture in your mind.</description><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-4026938695067910434</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov 2011 21:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T14:59:10.642+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 30)</title><atom:summary type="text">
The big bad wolf growled at them, ready to pounce, when something wooshed overhead and stuck in its flank. The fenris staggered, then Queen Greor arrived with her troops.
&#39;...should be able to practice more.&#39; She was saying to one of her generals as she thundered past.
The Jotnar hacked at the beast and the Queen launched herself at the spear, swinging on it to free it. When another fenris </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-30.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-8527068303047039609</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2011 22:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T14:59:25.139+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 29)</title><atom:summary type="text">



Watching the full might of the Jotnar army fall in to ranks on the sodden valley floor was impressive. Raiding parties were taking care of the isolated and injured monster left around the river and eventually regiments were dispatched to clean up the small groups that had formed at the mouth of the valley. The flood had confuse and frightened the creatures, and they ceased to be a single </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-29.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-528491883014554973</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2011 21:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T14:59:42.699+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 28)</title><atom:summary type="text">
The fire at the centre of the clearing was roaring when Tom awoke from a nightmare of the dark army tearing Harrowden apart. The entire&amp;nbsp;sammargat was gather around it, talking and singing in their ancient tongue. Tom cautiously ventured down in to their midst and soon found Alvis with&amp;nbsp;Vidar, Gunnar, Baldr, Orvar and Tyr. They were drinking a sweet beer-like drink and telling tales of </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-28.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-6729897575459832856</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2011 22:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:00:18.592+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 26)</title><atom:summary type="text">The ceilings were not as high as most of the palaces Tom had been in, but they made up for it by having exquisite paintings depicting the history of the elves. Every now and then, a light-well would extend up to the blue sky, providing ample lighting for the windowless corridors. Alvis showed Tom in to a large room with a throne in the centre, sitting ramrod straight in it was a middle-aged man. </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-26.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-4599928638347776838</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Nov 2011 18:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:00:46.941+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 25)</title><atom:summary type="text">

Tom woke up with the warm sun on his face and a wooden ceiling instead of a canopy of trees over him. Whatever he was lying on was soft and comfortable, and felt like suede under his fingertips. He tried to sit up but was still really weak from the day before. There was someone else in the room who, noticing his struggles, came over to him. The footsteps sounded light and like they were being </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-25.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-2749572902954913761</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2011 21:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:01:00.717+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 24)</title><atom:summary type="text">
The rain of wood and stone from the explosion had everyone finding what cover they could. Tom put his shield up and extended it as far as he could. Once the sound of falling masonry had subsided, the Captain released Tom to go and look for his friends. He walked through the throng of battered soldiers, some were expiring right there on the street, others were being helped by their comrades&amp;nbsp;</atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-24.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-7456562845921587950</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Nov 2011 22:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:01:14.577+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 23)</title><atom:summary type="text">
The party hurried down the slope, hugging the tree-line.

&#39;If Sudjo can stay standing, we might be able to delay the army&#39;s progress.&#39; Tom said to the others.

&#39;If.&#39; Amelia replied. &#39;What do you think we can do to affect the outcome of battle here?&#39;

&#39;Well I&#39;m a mage, Shae&#39;s a falnir, Isabelle&#39;s a paladin and Kael&#39;s an experienced mercenary.&#39; Explained Tom.

&#39;And me?&#39; Her tone was icy.

&#39;You can</atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-23.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-7341398196710488670</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Nov 2011 20:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:01:38.413+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 22)</title><atom:summary type="text">
&#39;I&#39;m sorry.&#39; Tom had a pained look on his face.
&#39;It doesn&#39;t matter now.&#39; Isabelle said. &#39;How do we get out of this?&#39;
&#39;Well I can try levitating us through the window.&#39; Tom suggested.
Amelia shook her head.
&#39;It&#39;s too slow, they&#39;d be able to fire on us for about ten seconds. How about teleporting us out?&#39;
&#39;I only know how to do personal teleportation and if I screw up the spell, we&#39;ll be in even </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-22.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-5475923200655911511</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2011 20:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:01:51.989+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 21)</title><atom:summary type="text">
Dawn brought a cool breeze in to the cave, which was refreshing, but&amp;nbsp;at the same time made Tom shiver. He awoke to the sound of Pelenes shuffling along and coughing. The old man had already rebuilt the fire and now slapped a pair of some kind of rodent down on a flat stone, producing a knife to skin them.

&#39;Ah, you&#39;re up.&#39; Pelenes noticed him. &#39;Make yourself useful and put the tea on.&#39;

Tom</atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-21.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-764869341403463100</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Nov 2011 23:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:02:02.758+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 20)</title><atom:summary type="text">
In the gloom of the cave, Tom shuffled forwards, trying to use all of his senses to find a way out. Water dripped from stalactite to stalagmite and there was a faint sound of rushing water deeper in the darkness. The air was humid to the point that Tom started to sweat as he made his way past the rock formations. He could only see the faint light of his pendant glinting off of the wet walls, so </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-20.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-1146092986674207418</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Nov 2011 15:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:02:13.945+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 19)</title><atom:summary type="text">
Kael and Shae drew their swords. The monster bellowed at them and then charged. It was quick, but not agile so the party variously dived, span and flipped out of its way. Turning for another attack, it pawed the ground. Amelia darted forwards, stabbing with her daggers and the beast reared up, allowing Kael to take a swipe at its underbelly. When it crashed its front paws back down to the ground</atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-19.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-6689806935809946366</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Nov 2011 21:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:02:27.040+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 18)</title><atom:summary type="text">The brown and grey vista stretched before them, interrupted by the ocassional dip or hill and pock marked with fortifications. Miles away, a massive black stone edifice reached in to the sky. The clouds seemed to be rotating about it, like the hub of a giant wheel. None of this, however, shocked the party as much as the sight of millions of abominable beasts gathering, and apparently worshiping, </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-18.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-3499342642718829102</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Nov 2011 18:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:02:37.891+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 17)</title><atom:summary type="text">Tom was listless all day, speaking little and spending most of his time with a copy of The Book of the Mage, that he&#39;d prudently made as soon as they had got back from Oesterin. Even Amelia struggled to get a smile out of him.&amp;nbsp;They made good progress and by noon were approaching the mouth of the Aviron. The supplies had been hastily cobbled together from what was available in Harrowden, so </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-17.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-8451086251871971790</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Nov 2011 23:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:02:55.806+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 16)</title><atom:summary type="text">
Troops were dispatched to see what had happened to Oesterin and help if they were needed. Unofficially, there was also a remit to search for Isabelle and Lathi, Shae&#39;s mother. Tom, Shae and Vrin wanted to go themselves, but the combined efforts of Levren and the King persuaded them to stay. Instead, Vrin joined up as a paladin recruit, Shae went back to being Tom&#39;s bodyguard alongside Kael, </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-16.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-1260973236341994934</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2011 23:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:03:10.388+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 15)</title><atom:summary type="text">
Tom edged up to the tunnel entrance, careful not to reveal himself to anything outside. There were several plumes of smoke rising over Oesterin and Jotnar troops were running through the streets to the battlements or readying siege weapons. Overhead, giant wings flapped, casting huge shadows over the city.

&#39;Dragon riders.&#39; Tom said to the others. He cringed back as another stab of white-hot </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-15.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-4910301140067160844</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2011 23:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:03:29.053+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 14)</title><atom:summary type="text">
&#39;So it&#39;s all just a big coincidence?&#39; The master of the guard was skeptical.

Tom was sat on a simple wooden chair in a plain room, while the big Jotunn paced around firing questions at him.

&#39;Look.&#39; Tom said. &#39;I was out of the city doing a quest for your Queen, when the book was taken.&#39;

&#39;Very convenient.&#39;

&#39;Not for me. I nearly got myself killed just to have a chance to borrow the book. I </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-14.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-501966158650729166</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Nov 2011 17:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:03:47.923+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 12)</title><atom:summary type="text">&#39;So why can&#39;t you just blow a hole in the wall, again?&#39; Isabelle looked through the bars of her cell and in to Tom&#39;s.
&#39;For the hundredth time: They have mages. To lock up mages you either put an aether barrier up, or manacle them in enchanted chains. In this case, they&#39;ve done the former.&#39; Tom was lying on the hard bed, his arm across his eyes.
&#39;Besides, if we run we look guilty, we have to make </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-12.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-1362913281983283758</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2011 22:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:04:00.787+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 11)</title><atom:summary type="text">Tom leaned forward eagerly.
&#39;Yes?&#39;
&#39;Theere&#39;s a draugr that&#39;s taken up residence in an old temple on Mount Salamo. If you can defeat it and bring back the ruby heart of the statue of Otin, then you can have the book and welcome.&#39;
&#39;Then I shall leave immediately.&#39; Tom said, confidently. &#39;Come on Isabelle.&#39;
&#39;Ah.&#39; The Queen said. &#39;There is one condition - you must go alone.&#39;
Tom faltered for a moment</atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-11.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-3391441515733530546</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Nov 2011 23:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:04:14.581+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 10)</title><atom:summary type="text">The morning brought the smell of fresh coffee and a knock at the door of Tom&#39;s room. He dressed quickly and opened the door to find&amp;nbsp;Isabelle with two cups of steaming brown liquid.
&#39;Thought you might need some before our audience.&#39; She said. &#39;A messenger has been along already with an invitation.&#39;
Tom took one of the cups gratefully in both hands. The ceramic was slightly too hot, but his </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-10.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-3502484748150598669</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Nov 2011 23:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:04:33.758+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 9)</title><atom:summary type="text">It was clear that the gate guards were tall for Jotnar, but even so most were more than a quarter again as tall as Tom. The architecture reflected this, making the city an imposing place for a human. That isn&#39;t to say there were no other&amp;nbsp;humans in Oesterin, but they were a small minority, less in number than Dwarves or Kobolds. Killburn led them through the busy streets and up numerous </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-9.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-2548970283949637588</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2011 17:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:07:19.467+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 8)</title><atom:summary type="text">Shae looked from Tom to the other falnir, then stepped in front of the cave. The dragons roared at each other, then took to the air, spewing fire down on the cave. Tom hurriedly started the anti-spell, while Shae sheltered him with her wings. Seeing the lack of effect, the Falnir then stooped on Shae, who jumped to catch the first in her talons. They rolled down the mountain, pursued by another. </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-8.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-4881486993860302117</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Nov 2011 21:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:04:47.155+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 7)</title><atom:summary type="text">Kael, holding his side, retrieved his daggers from the pile of ash. He opened his mouth to say something, when the sound of drumming feet echoed up the stairs.
&#39;Don&#39;t let them reach the top.&#39; Killburn shouted.
The sound got closer and closer, until there was a &quot;shlick&quot; of the trap going off and a troupe zombies started their ascent of the stairs, one apparently unconcerned with the bolt </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-7.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-8627278499354315719</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2011 23:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:04:58.393+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 6)</title><atom:summary type="text">
Shilton was the largest settlement they&#39;d been through so far, being quite a large town. They had plenty of choice for places to stay and plumped for The Journeyman&#39;s Arms, an unassuming tavern towards the far side of town. It was much busier than The Star and the clientele were a mix of locals and travellers. Once again, Tom and Amelia were left inside to find a table while the rest stabled </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-6.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-966441114022072100</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2011 16:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:05:09.166+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 5)</title><atom:summary type="text">Breakfast was bread and cheese, washed down with surprisingly fresh water. As dawn broke, they were back in the saddle again, plodding on towards the foothills of the tall, ice-capped mountains that divided the continent. Tom was riding alongside Isabelle, nursing a hangover and moaning at every jolt of his horse.
&#39;So you love her then?&#39; Isabelle asked.
Tom considered trying to brush it off, but </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-5.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575600557004779984.post-4438262197825999761</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-08-09T15:05:20.454+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fantasy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo 2011</category><title>The New Archmage (NaNoWriMo 2011 - Day 4)</title><atom:summary type="text">As dusk settled on the plains,&amp;nbsp;the riders entered the village of Nycern. No-one paid them any heed as they made their way through the narrow streets to the only inn. Killburn, Tom and Amelia dismounted, leaving the others outside, and pushed open the door to The Star. Inside, the bar was made from wooden planks nailed on to a row of empty barrells and&amp;nbsp;odds and ends of worn wooden </atom:summary><link>http://digiphant.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-archmage-nanowrimo-2011-day-4.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Digital Phantasm)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>