Archive for the 'Wisdom City' Category

Into The Valley Of Deathhausen, Part 1

"Okay," said Nurl, a frown solidly clamped to his ridiculously chiselled features, "anyone care to guess what the Hells this is all about?" The three adventurers — Nurl, his Half-Elven flatmate Gort, and Borgus Rennan, 13th Level Mage — were crouched on the crest of a steep hill overlooking the long valley that ran between [...]

There is more than one mountain

"Inside every man," said the Master, "there is a forest, a lake, a desert and a mountain. The forest is where wild things grow. The lake is where deep things live. The desert is where old memories haunt. And at the crest of the mountain is where Enlightenment can be found." He took a sip [...]

Jack, in the box

‘Can’t we talk about this?’ asked Jack. ‘No,’ Jacob said. ‘No more talk. I’m done with talking.’ ‘But,’ Jack said, ‘maybe you’ll get used to it?’ ‘Get used to it?’, Jacob said with a snort. ‘I’d rather kill myself than carry you around for the rest of my life. In fact, I’d rather kill myself [...]

Scene From A Cafe Somewhere, Featuring Two Heroes Talking #2

"So," explained Kenneth The Vacuous, "there the 3 of us were -" "3 of you?" Nurl murmured, frowning down at his crossword puzzle. " – yes, and we were looking at this sword, right -" "Which 3 of you? I thought you usually worked alone?" "- yes, normally, but I met the other 2 at [...]

Notes on a city

Wisdom City is a fictional place that exists in an equally fictional reality I call The Wisdomverse. In many ways, Wisdom City is much like any large city you might encounter in our Universe, or at least those ones in which the majority of the inhabitants don’t breathe methane and don’t have lots of tentacles [...]

Scene From A Cafe Somewhere, Featuring Two Heroes Talking

“And so anyway,” continued Kenneth The Vacuous, “there I was in the very bowels of The Temple Of Schlorg, right -” “The very bowels?” Asked Nurl, examining a bagel. “- yeah, the very bowels, right -” “Sounds kind of unpleasant…” “Is what I’m trying to explain to you, yeah, so shut up; there I am [...]

Zen And The Art Of The Number 13 Spanner

Phon Du, Oriental Manservant and Sidekick, was being inscrutable; however, it was a quiet moment down on the Wisdom City waterfront, so he didn’t think anyone would mind. He felt it was important that he should be inscrutable on a regular basis, since this was the sort of thing that was expected of an Oriental [...]