PreCursive

Chapter 154 - Last-Ditch

I don’t think I’d ever been so panicked in my life.

As Johann, Fade, and I dashed frantically through the woods in the direction of the host, we tried to thin the growing monster horde as much as we could. Practically, this meant we were...

Chapter 153 - The Breaking

Thankfully, the footprints that Fade had created weren’t a continuous line. If they had actually been something like that, I’m sure whoever we were tracking would have freaked out about how their trail was now visible and glowing. No, instead ...

Chapter 152 - Of Finches and Wolves

The pattern repeated itself for the next half a week.

Fade and I would keep pace with the host of the Uprising, scouting beyond the edges in search of primarily monsters. In that time, we would need to range farther and farther from the army...

Chapter 151 - Suspicions

The host of the Uprising was moving slower than I thought it would be.

During the march from Silvercrest to Helstein, we’d been moving much quicker than we were now. And while I know it could possibly be attributed to how our forces had sw...

Chapter 150 - Heart to Heart

“Where the hells have you been?” Azarus snarked at me over the top of the crate he was carrying. “Haven’t seen ya in days.”

I shrugged at the dwarf who was currently helping to load up our wagon. I had just wandered up to ...

SotF Shorts: Unlikely Survival Ch. 8 (Finale)

AN:

And so the short story comes to an end. 

In more ways than one. I've made the decision that I'm not going to continue forward with this experiment into March. This is the last short story that I'm going to write for some time,...

Chapter 149 - Odd, Odder, and Oddest

Over the next few days, I was put through a much more thorough examination of my abilities than the one that Hook had done. I primarily had three separate instructors in the Nocturn Division.

Hook remained my primary teacher, focusing mainly...

SotF Shorts: Unlikely Survival Ch. 7

The Martelli family gardens were a carefully curated display of wealth. It seemed out of place to a dirt splattered peasant like Bront, considering where all the money for the extravagance came from. But what did he know? He was just one of the pe...

Chapter 148 - The Hangman

“Alright, alright,” Hook said irritably. “Enough of this nonsense. Whisper, I don’t care if you traded with Spike. Get back to your post and send his lazy ass back here.”

‘Whisper’ nodded shallowly at her apparent boss, and the...

Chapter 147 - Whisper

I was sent flying from a blow by Hook. Twisting midair, I did my best to recover so I could land on my feet. I managed it, but I immediately collapsed to my hands and knees in exhaustion, panting. Sweat fell from my brow in rivulets as I tried to ...

SotF Shorts: Unlikely Survival Ch. 6

“Can’t believe ye kept this junk,” Bront said in amazement, gazing at the collection of military equipment. After explaining his problems to his old mates, they’d brought him back to their hideout in the homeless district. There, they had ...

Chapter 146 - Hook

I didn’t sleep that night. I just stayed up, watching the world through the window of my room in the Citadel. Even nearly a week after Duke Graden had been deposed, there had still been celebrations running all night long. I know that large part...

SotF Shorts: Unlikely Survival Ch. 5

Bront had long since past the point of rage. No, now he was calm.

Serene like, even.

After his Ma’ had told him that the hammerboys had taken Marva, it had been like all the worries and anger that had been brewing in his gut all nigh...

Chapter 145 - Confessions

Grey sighed, rubbing his brow. “Complication after complication.”

After finding the murdered Duke with Prince Oskar, I had stuck around for a bit to try and figure out how it had happened. That had involved some gentle questioni...

Chapter 144 - Mistaken Identity

“It is my belief you have been placed here, at this specific point and time, by the Lord of House Savoy.” The Prince said heavily. “It is well known how callous the dwarf is, and few would disbelieve him of this capability. It would not be o...

Chapter 143 - Hidden Motive

I had never spoken to the Prince, ever since he’d signed on with the Uprising. I mean, why would I? As far as anyone was supposed to know, I was just Grey’s odd apprentice that he had picked up during his captivity.

Certainly not a near-...

SotF Shorts: Unlikely Survival Ch. 4

AN:

Don't think there's going to be an update to this on Thursday. Apologies, juggling some things lately making me busier than usual. This just isn't as much of a priority compared to the main chapters. 

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Chapter 142 - Oni

The next week or so was almost nostalgic for me.

Almost, being the keyword.

The various leaders and backers of the Uprising would schedule multiple meetings and planning sessions, that Sylvia and I were obliged to attend. You know, sin...

Chapter 141 - Spectacle

I woke up the next day with a hangover.

This was a problem, because I could feel something or someone trying to wake me.

I did not want to wake up. In fact, right about now, I was wishing the battle had actually happened and I...

SotF Shorts: Unlikely Survival Ch. 3

Luckily, Bront knew these streets like the back of his hand. He knew all the little shortcuts you needed to go down to stay out of the public eye. He’d spent his early years scurrying in between them to keep out of the way of the Rhoscaran guard...

Chapter 140 - Sides Chosen

I was right.

Graden exploded to his feet in rage, pointing a trembling sausage finger at Prince Oskar. “You disobedient little rat!” He seethed. “After everything your brother and I have done for you, you repay us with this?!�...

SotF Shorts: Unlikely Survival Ch. 2

AN:

You know, this isn’t really much of a comedy, now that I’m getting it down. Sorry about that. I had this idea in my head of dumb old Bront, just barely bumbling his way out of a mafia hit. But it’s really turning into more of an es...

Chapter 139 - Negotiations

Appearing the doorway of the tent was a very….large man, to be generous. And all the weight on his frame didn’t appear to be muscle, either. From the massive sneer on his piggish features, I’d say he was a pretty unpleasant person altogether...

Chapter 138 - The Gates of Hel(stein)

The main host of the Uprising slowed slightly, but didn’t stop in its advance. As we grew closer to the city of Helstein and the army gathered to defend it, I was able to make out more details for both.

Helstein was…

Well.

As...

SotF Shorts: Unlikely Survival Ch. 1

AN:

Next update will be on Tuesday, 2/6.

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Bront Stoneb...

Chapter 137 - Coffee Talk

“Oh thank God,” I said with a sigh of relief. I laid my new gold and silver arm almost lovingly on the driver's bench of the equally new wagon that our group had been issued.

Grey smiled at my dramatics, amused. “You weren’t the only...

Interlude 9 - Burning Contemplation

AN:

Alright, Bront Stonebin: Unlikely Survival was the winner of the February short story poll. As such, the first chapter of Unlikely Survival is going to be posted on Thursday, 2/1. 

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Chapter 136 - Prismatic Soul

AN:

Please remember to vote in the short story poll. I'm going to need to start on writing that soon in order to stay on schedule.

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February Short Story Poll

Alright, here are the options for the first month of short stories in February. As a reminder, this will run for the length of the month and update a couple times a week. I'm thinking Tuesday/Thursday until it's done. 

1. The first opti...

Chapter 135 - Gold and Silver

AN:

Alright, there was enough interest in the short stories idea that I'm going to go ahead with it on a trial basis. It'll be starting in February, and I'm going to post a poll after this. You'll be able to vote what the first prompt is goi...