The lich made a vague gesture in the sign language of the arcane and the fabric of reality bent as a gorgon teleported into the bubble. Stretching to her full height on her long, thick serpentine tail, the gorgon turned towered over the undead monster. She leaned down and kissed her husband. “Hello my ghost heart.”
The Netherworld is full of magical energies. Most of the time, they balance in a comfortable harmony — land and sky blended by water, doom and fire blended by rock, and so forth. When the flow of magic is disrupted, storms and backlashes strike out and return the balance in local systems. Such storms are […]
“I am fine.” Red shouted to a startled Strawberry, mermaid, her wife, her intensely magical wife, who had come to investigate the noise. Strawberry recoiled and said nothing. She turned around in the bubble of water holding her fish tail up and began to roll out of the room. “…Berry…” Red called out softly, her voice awash with deep regret.