Captian's Log The Keeper’s Fare 6 Aug 2022 You see, he had me hold the ladder. Gin was never very popular, not that he cared; we weren't exactly close, but I was probably the closest thing he had…
Captian's Log The Keeper’s Fare 5 Aug 2022 The theatre was closed. It had been closed longer than Gin could remember. Since his parents and he'd moved here, obviously, but how long before that? He could never get…
Captian's Log Philip 23 Jul 202221 Jul 2022 The skeleton lifted his cursed sword as he slowly stepped toward his opponent, his unmoving opponent. Blood from Philip's wound fell onto the polished, mirrorlike blade of his father's weapon.…
Captian's Log Philip 22 Jul 202221 Jul 2022 "I said I would," he groaned. "I've come to claim what was lost." "You can barely stand." "I invoke," gasped Philip, "the right to combat." "You have no sword." "You…
Captian's Log Philip 21 Jul 202221 Jul 2022 "You've had trouble." The observation almost made him laugh. "Yes," Philip replied. The old, skeletal figure nodded its white, bald head in acknowledgement without any change coming over its shriveled…
Captian's Log The Undead 19 May 202213 May 2022 What strange and terrible prodigy has come before this living man's eyes, the end to such a fiendish tale which he will never fully know. Yet one part more he…
Captian's Log The Undead 18 May 202213 May 2022 The living man leaves the light, stretching out his hand toward the waiting corpse. Cold and stiff and terrible it is to touch. The living man's stomach boils like the…
Captian's Log The Undead 17 May 202213 May 2022 How the living man starts! He jumps back when his eyes fall upon that one inmate unlike the others, that one whose pale and bloated flesh still lingers. It, that…
Captian's Log The Undead 16 May 202213 May 2022 The living man disturbs the dust of death, sending it swirling into the sunbeam. He walks along the path of light which has fallen upon the floor of that long…
Captian's Log The Undead 15 May 202213 May 2022 Sorrow hounded, he disdains embarrassment. He sees the thick, iron door, rusted in place. It has not been opened in years, so where has that loathsome figure gone? He does…
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