small town

(Poor's Neighbourhood by Lemonushka) WHAP. The crack of the cat o' nine tails whip against flesh. WHAP. And another fresh lashing across Jane's back. Joining all the others, the rivulets of blood running down her back and merging with separate rivulets and some going far enough to roll...

Wouldn't be the first time Jane ended up in a jail cell. Heh, Mainlanders. To be fair, yes, all those other times she was drunk and disorderly. But not this time. Hell, she just got here in Yarrick. Some little outta the way goatfuck town east of the Bystra River, south of the Wda, and west of...

(Poor's Neighbourhood by Lemonushka) What a fool. Hyatta the Succubus stood over the body of Lord Greyfell, the former lord of the town of Guillotine. Her whip wrapped tightly around his neck, underneath his pale face and blue lips. And her imps poured out of the summoning circle--as many as...

The small grey cat passed through the now empty house, its inhabitants no longer in residence as they had fled only the day before to the Bocan's dismay. Rubbing its face along the door frame as it came into the bedroom, in case anyone other than the family now lingered in the house and came...