The Orcish Horde 3 — “The” Grak, Himself</h1> <article> <h1>The Orcish Horde 3 — “The” Grak, Himself</h1> <p>Scourge — Thu, 18 Feb 2010 20:29:49 +0000</p> The last thing Harlon wanted to do was talk to Lady Ansul again, but if this flamboyant orc-minder was staying at her boarding house, he really had no choice. He’d put up with almost anything if the price was right. For all the moaning about keeping the missus in the manner to which she had [...] <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JRhiT5cZDsH41SEW17KkJCN_dQY/0/da"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JRhiT5cZDsH41SEW17KkJCN_dQY/1/da"></img></a></p> </article> <article> <h1>The Orcish Horde 2 — The Informant</h1> <p>Scourge — Mon, 08 Feb 2010 16:16:58 +0000</p> The missus whined and scolded a bit, as she always did when Harlon excused himself from one of these society dinners. She knew him well enough by now, surely, to realize he had no intentions of going to any of them. One thing you could say for the old girl: she could make excuses like [...] <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xvDD9GEnLjHn4gg4jccgAUd-sdQ/0/da"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xvDD9GEnLjHn4gg4jccgAUd-sdQ/1/da"></img></a></p> </article> <article> <h1>The Orcish Horde 1 — Another Stranger in Town</h1> <p>Scourge — Mon, 01 Feb 2010 18:00:09 +0000</p> While Harlon munched on the dumplings and ignored the chattering of the missus, his brain was busy. The flamboyant man with the orc was a stranger… with money… Harlon had to find a way to turn this to his advantage. His eyes strayed to the window. Colorful nut. Battle orc. Easily upset. Profit. Harlon was [...] <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EdWczoTIEe3Kza77_4YBZXQ_NWA/0/da"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EdWczoTIEe3Kza77_4YBZXQ_NWA/1/da"></img></a></p> </article> <article> <h1>Beauty is Deceiving 5 — The Walk Home</h1> <p>Scourge — Wed, 06 Jan 2010 18:11:29 +0000</p> The idea that the Demi-Duchess was in Barend for work made Harlon even more confused than he usually was. He strode down Center Street, completely missing two pick-pockets and a man using another man’s head for a fighting practice dummy. His mind was full of other things, but mostly Celiaria. The image of her face [...] <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4Ipgk7sBYatKQqj47zaKeGqykyY/0/da"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4Ipgk7sBYatKQqj47zaKeGqykyY/1/da"></img></a></p> </article> <article> <h1>Beauty is Deceiving 4 – What Harlon Said</h1> <p>Scourge — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 18:34:58 +0000</p> Harlon took some time peering about the yard. Frog pond. Flowers. A couple of leafy trees. When his gaze found its way back to Celiaria, he still had no clue what he was going to say. And, since he found himself like this pretty often (though not to such a degree usually), he did what [...] <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vIxnYV23gu6Tp7NJCLA_qCUHF6Y/0/da"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vIxnYV23gu6Tp7NJCLA_qCUHF6Y/1/da"></img></a></p> </article> <article> <h1>Beauty is Deceiving 3 – Calling On Celiaria</h1> <p>Scourge — Mon, 16 Nov 2009 17:12:34 +0000</p> The first thing running through Harlon’s mind was pretty much the same thing that ran through his mind every morning of his life. “How on earth did he end up with a slowly-spreading woman who cared more about an obnoxious bird than him?” It wasn’t as if he didn’t love his wife in some… well, [...] <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xAr0l7SRJEXBiG6pr_WsoRUfJ3M/0/da"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xAr0l7SRJEXBiG6pr_WsoRUfJ3M/1/da"></img></a></p> </article> <article> <h1>Beauty is Deceiving 2 – or What is Up With That Celiaria Chick Anyway?</h1> <p>Scourge — Mon, 02 Nov 2009 21:25:10 +0000</p> Captain Harlon kept an eye out for Celiaria over the next couple of weeks. From the beginning, she seemed to do everything a highborn lady who ran away would be expected to do: she set up in an exclusive boarding house, introduced herself to all the other ladies of quality in the city, had a [...] <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sRrl5bmULClp67vT09Jl-YDzWLU/0/da"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sRrl5bmULClp67vT09Jl-YDzWLU/1/da"></img></a></p> </article> <article> <h1>Beauty is Deceiving</h1> <p>Scourge — Sat, 12 Sep 2009 19:55:40 +0000</p> When the demi-duchess of Klarianu, Celiaria De Prisk, arrived in Barend disguised as a cross between an elfish archer and an extra in a lack-of-morality play, the general consensus was that she made the city look worse than it actually was. Through no fault of her own, aside from the callous way in which she [...] <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OwtmOn9G6wNcA3La7bGUmOUYHYU/0/da"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OwtmOn9G6wNcA3La7bGUmOUYHYU/1/da"></img></a></p> </article> <article> <h1>Welcome to “Scourge of Feathers!”</h1> <p>Scourge — Tue, 17 Mar 2009 00:03:13 +0000</p> “Scourge of Feathers” is a serial fiction blog written by me, M. Lori Motley. This will be an on-going exploration into the world of Barend… a light-hearted romp with the motley characters who populate this fantasy world. Yes, there will be elves, dragons, orcs and vampires. Yes, there will be magic spells, medieval weaponry and [...] <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ddtwikCMflIh_JYq0em2oWMCrqM/0/da"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ddtwikCMflIh_JYq0em2oWMCrqM/1/da"></img></a></p> </article> </main></body></html>