The spring sun shone brightly in the morning sky, but for all its warmth, a touch of autumn weighed on Hoolie's heart. A faint inner voice warned of some winter to come. With typical whimsy, Hoolie took the autumn whispers for fashion advice. ... [More]

"You are a sad sight, leaf." "Gnome!" Hoolie shook off the knight's offered hand, helping himself up from the dusty road. "Gnome then. And are you equipped with a sweet name to balance your sour temper?" "Yo... [More]

The day warmed to a pleasant spring afternoon before Hoolie and Sir Lyman encountered anyone on the forest road. A spare fellow of middle years, his simple dress featured a faded yellow sunburst, announcing the pilgrim as a follower of the Radiant L... [More]

The roadside shrine, with its single stone wall and timbered roof, doubled as shelter for passing travelers in inclement weather. It looked less than inviting now. Three bodies sprawled in lifeless poses, a good fraction of their blood staining the... [More]

Sir Lyman loped along behind Hoolie, casting anxious glances over his shoulder as he went. At first they pulled away from the ominous figure of the mysterious Brother. Shrouded in a gray cloak, the thin, skeletal figure stood still as stone, seemin... [More]

The third Brother, thought Hoolie. You never see him... until it's too late. Now Gut reached for the hapless gnome. "By the Gods!" gasped Sir Lyman. Hoolie heard the creak of straining wood and felt the stinging slap of lea... [More]

"Where is it?" Hoolie sighed. Hoarguard rustled hesitantly, adding to Hoolie's trepidation. The gremlin pranced about in a gleeful fit—until Hoolie smacked it with his staff in annoyance. "I fear... our game has been interru... [More]

Hoolie stretched out in the grass beside Hoarguard and his small lake. He lay on his back, soaking up the noon sun, one eye on a trio of young gnomes sporting at the lake's edge, the other tracking a pair of amorous ducks paddling on the open wa... [More]