By EM Malachi The Devilish Drover The wind howled, promising snow. Iolo limped into the poorhouse and dropped his crutch, shutting the door. He moved the heavy pack off his back and leaned against the wall to catch his breath. Little Merideth ran over to pick up the crutch and hand it back to him. Under her arm was an old doll with mismatched button eyes; Iolo had found the blue one during a supply run into Britain proper. “Can you tell us a story?” “Of course.” Iolo pulled a chair closer to the fire. “What would everyone like to […]

Worrying news has reached the town crier recently Investigators have indeed discovered the wreck of the infamous admiral’s ship Beside the ship are the frozen crew and their pumpkin-headed leader, also a white book is just visible, though the text is hard to read. Forensic evaluation of the Admiral reveals he is wearing an amulet.  A strangely familiar amulet? Perhaps if you were to wear a similar amulet and re-examine the book?  Two locations are gleaned here by those who can read it, one obvious and, one less so, for later. Shamino stands poised on the edge of the well […]