Pagan Rebel

“You could do with more training, Chief.” Blake chuckled, blocking Cador’s puny thrust with ease and shoving him backwards in one skilful move. “You … [Read more...] about Pagan Rebel, Day 9

Cador jumped to his feet before the huge warrior could complete a vast swing of his impressive sword. From the man’s appearance and age, I guessed he … [Read more...] about Pagan Rebel, Day 8

The arrogance of my brother was astounding. He knew that there would be a chance that the Duros would get to the wreck before him, but thought nothing … [Read more...] about Pagan Rebel, Day 7

I might have no love for my brother and his wicked ways, but his men had a right to know what lay ahead of them. Leaving Morven to deal with Teague, I … [Read more...] about Pagan Rebel, Day 6

“Come out of the bushes, Teague.” Morven yelled. I knew the name, of course, but had never set eyes on his sister before. She left the cover of the … [Read more...] about Pagan Rebel, Day 5

“Move a fraction and you die.” The voice said. My stomach lurched; my mouth dried. I closed my eyes for a moment waiting for the end, until I heard … [Read more...] about Pagan Rebel, Day 4

The storm had filled the rivers and streams to the point of overflow. Great swathes of the valley were flooded, tiring my horse and leaving him bad … [Read more...] about Pagan Rebel, Day 3

“I’d say the wreck is scattered across the border, Chief.” The scout panted, his chest heaving with each breath as he waited for instructions from my … [Read more...] about Pagan Rebel, Day 2