The "I'm writing a book" thread

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Re: The "I'm writing a book" thread

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Thanks. A few of the stories on my site are free to read, in their entirety. They actually have their own section called "Free Reads." Anyone who wants to check them out can.
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I find a lot of fun shamelessly taking D&D spells and fitting them into my own universe. You can get so much more creative with the actual effects when there aren't gameplay limitations holding you back. Still, it feels nice to have a reference point to keep magic "balanced" in my made-up world.
As if it weren't already beating as hard as it could, Nuora's heart raced faster. In a mindless state, she sprinted forward, and stuck her hand into her satchel. Somehow she found exactly what she needed and crushed a sprig of fir between her fingers. She held her hand out, pointed toward the minotaur.

"Umbra manu!" Nuora's lips muttered automatically.

A phantom skeletal hand sprung forth from Nuora's, enveloped in purple fog. It flew forward with twisting fingers and gripped around the minotaur's thick neck. The minotaur stopped in its tracks and let out a choking roar. It grabbed the hand around its neck and turned to face Nuora with rage in its eyes. Nuora ran forward, squeezing her hand into a fist, and the phantom hand gripped tighter. Now Nuora was face to face with the monster, and she felt nothing but hatred as she looked into its eyes.

"Stop!" she screamed, her voice breaking.

The minotaur released another choked roar and finally ripped the skeletal hand from its neck. The hand splintered then burst into purple smoke. In the same motion, the minotaur brought down the back of his hand into Nuora's face. The blow knocked Nuora nearly to her knees, and she grabbed her face with her left hand. She winced at the pain and the minotaur placed a hand against her chest. He pushed Nuora backward and forced her against the wall of the warehouse. It knocked the wind out of her. She looked up into the minotaur's eyes.

He stared at Nuora in a confused rage. For a moment, Nuora wondered about the minotaur's intentions. This maneuver was not a killing move. He pinned her down as if to get a better look at her, like he was curious. Like he recognized her.

Quickly, however, confusion faded from the minotaur's expression, and it dissolved into pure rage. He lifted his other hand and Nuora quickly jammed her right hand back into her satchel. This time she could not find the ingredient so easily. The minotaurs fist plunged into Nuora's face. It nearly knocked her out; for a moment, all she could see was stars. Then, the world steadied, and she continued searching for a giant bat fang she knew she owned. Another punch, and Nuora's mind wobbled. She felt hot blood stream from her nose. Her conscious voice in the back of her mind wondered if she would simply be bludgeoned to death here.

Finally, her fingers found the fang. With little dexterity, she gripped the giant bat's fang and pulled it out.

"Sanguis translatio," Nuora muttered, then sank the fang into the minotaur's chest.

The minotaur looked down at the fang and watched the haze of magic wrap around the fang and his chest. Blood flowed through the fang and into Nuora's hand, where it soaked into her skin like water on sand. Nuora held still, her hand shaking with strain to hold the fang steady.

It penetrated deeper, and the minotaur stepped back. Nuora found the strength to step forward as his grasp on her chest relaxed. She looked into his eyes, and he looked back. For a moment, the mindless monster was no longer there. In the minotaur's eyes, Nuora saw only sadness. A moment later it was gone, along with his life. Nuora began to sob as she removed the fang and the minotaur crumpled limply to the ground.
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Re: The "I'm writing a book" thread

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Very nice!

She better not lose that spell component pouch :D

Also, I am wondering what was going on in that minotaur's head, especially when it seems to recognize her and gets more angry
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Bob the Hamster wrote: Wed Nov 24, 2021 12:08 pmAlso, I am wondering what was going on in that minotaur's head, especially when it seems to recognize her and gets more angry
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