Recent content by Mordecai Sagewood

Mordecai watched Jill closely to see if his words had landed -- but her face was inscrutable. It was almost as if she were wearing a mask. The old squirrel sighed... perhaps he'd gone overboard with his lectures again. Only the other day, he'd nearly put a poor dibbun to sleep with a long...

Mordecai let out a soft sigh, apparently his illustration had gone on too long. In his many years, the poor old Abbott had still not learned to be brief. Still, the smile on Jill's face was a welcome one. His expression softened and warmed -- before he realized he'd been insulted...

Mordecai cocked his head to one side as he thought pensively, mind searching back through ancient texts, homilies, and the words of those who had mentored him. "Violence is the way of the wicked, but when used justly, is the tool of the righteous!" he said carefully, as if he were straightening...

The elderly abbott flicked his tail as he waited for Jill to shoulder the bag, and patted her shoulder affectionately as they resumed walking. The question wasn't a new one to him -- he'd asked it to himself many years ago. Any beast with half a brain and a desire to help simply had to...

Abbot Mordecai donned his robes, and battoned back the sleeves so they wouldn't get in the way of his duties. The air was crisp that morning, and the small crackling fire in his room staved off the cold just enough to keep life from being completely miserable. But today was Giftsmas, and it was...