“In addition to a spoon full of rainwater every four hours,” Atticus told the ghost.
Avoid the curses. Mark your calendars and ask for extensions as necessary.
“—why do you wear glasses,” I asked the skeleton.
“Quietly, like a cat,” the necromancer mumbled to herself, hiked up the black tatters of her skirt and crept forward. Her familiar, an actual cat, glanced at her, rolled its eyes, laid down, and went to sleep.
Some gardens focus on fruits and vegetables, others magical ferns and poisonous herbs, while a handful feature flowers. A handful, mind you, because flowers migrate frequently.
As summer continues its annual roast, the Potion Maker’s Authority is on hand to cool down overheated citizens and tourists in Peyroux.
“How long has it been abandoned?” the undead monster asked as it studied outdated writing and rusted pipes.
“Atticus,” the huge octopus said with mock bitterness as he entered the cell, “I don’t have time for this.” The villain’s lawyer had arrived after about an hour of patient waiting.
Stocked with hot meals, healing potions, and all manner of gear, dungeon vending machines can keep you alive— but they are often mischievous
“Lost, but not forever,” the sorcerer said to himself.