Recent content by Gyles F. Stowett

He was alive. Against the Devil's best attempt to collect on what could only be an extensive laundry list, somehow, Talinn remained among the living. Battered, yes, in body. If the wounding cut as deep as the spirit remained to be seen. Gyles and Brull pulled themselves aside in unison for...

Just like that, the spinning top that was the world stopped. The white sun filtering through the breaking cloud cover dappled the fur of the young stoat lying motionless against the snowdrift where he had fallen. The air glistened where a faint exhaled breath rose from his slack muzzle. Gyles...

If it hadn't been for the well-placed stone, Gyles would have made it. He tripped, his paw turned painfully, willed himself to recover just as quickly as he faltered, but too late! The wolf slammed against him with impressive force, hurling him backward against a snowy rock outcropping. The...

In the same tempo as the wolf lunged, Gyles thought a hasty prayer and shot three feet of blade between himself and Ulog in a lunge, aiming for the ribs. Either the blade would graze the creature or Ryalor's advice would prove true and it would pierce yielding flesh and muscle, driven not only...

Gyles jolted into action. To all others, the stoat officer's eyes were back to their lazy, disaffected natural state, without the slightest indication of fear. Inside, the awesome terror was fast turning to thrill. He gathered his footpaws together in anticipation of the monster's mad attack...

Everything happened all at once. Billy, rising from the water with the idol clutched against his side and stumbling into a run - Shorris bounding toward him as he waved her away. "Shor, no! Run! Go!" His eyes found the beast. Terror embodied, fear itself manifested in massive fangs and claws...

"I'll do it," Billy repeated. "Just don't 'urt Shorris no more. She ain't like me. She's good in there somewheres." "Consider it sworn." Gyles released Billy and tossed the knife back to its owner. Brull, the ferret marine, jerked the dagger from his cuir-bouilli, and sheathed it with a rueful...

It was much more expansive in these caverns than he'd expected from outside. Warmer, too, than the frigid tundra they had braved to get here. Something unnatural about the warmth. Something was lighting the way ahead, an otherworldly blue luminescence. Before he knew it, there was the idol...

Gyles whistled softly under his breath. Why couldn't you come out an' say it, Captain? Why the secrets? His paw instinctively rested on his heart, the folded canvas chart in the inner pocket with the names all smudged away. The grey-dark eyes met Talinn's earnestly. "When this is over...I need...

Gyles shook his head. Institutionalized? But the old dog had put to sea...hadn't he? Greatuncle Lord Spotche had assured Mother that "The Captain" had last been seen putting up sail on a scarcely seaworthy launch, bound for who-knew-where, a pestilence to the Spotche lineage no more. If what the...

Gyles turned his collar against the wind. It chewed through the wool, gnawed his bones. Gettin' old, ain't we? Nonsense. It had been only yesterday he'd celebrated his thirtieth nameday with the crew in Bully Harbor. Had such a short few years really aged him? He didn't remember cold feeling...

Ingle Prizzack <image> Skills Total Points Available To Spend 12 Physical Mental Social Throwing [Trained] (2) Celestial Navigation [Trained] (2) Jaw Harp [Trained] (2) Acrobatics [Trained] (2) Carving [Trained] (2) Grappling [Trained] (2) Total Points in Category: 6...

Good old Tultow. "I'd've let you flounder a bit longer, old boy." Gyles clasped Tultow's paw heartily as he supported Vihmastaja with one shoulder. He forced his teeth to cease chattering - no sense in showing any sign of his own comparatively minor condition. "We need to get her somewhere...

"Full o' surprises, aren't we, Master Stowett?" He stared through squinted eyes, barely able to make himself look, shocked to find the rapier buried to the hilt in her midriff where he'd thrust it. Cold, terrifying cold. Freezing the liquor from his veins. Gyles broke the surface again...

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