An interview with the bard Giacomo, self-proclaimed King of Jesters and Jester to Kings. This memory follows directly after "Hralf and the Bardic Voice". See the Short Fiction link, above, for the rest of the Hralf stories. Good day to you as well, good sir. How may Giacomo aid you on this fine summer morning? … Continue reading Hralf and the Aesthetics of War Cries
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Hralf and the Temple Guardian
In which Hralf achieves his life-long goal and settles down for good. If you've not met Hralf, start with the first Hralf story "Hralf, Hewer of Sagas." The full set is listed under Short Fiction, above. Hannery the Fixer? Yeah, that's me. Who's askin'? Pleased to meetcha. So, what can I fix for you today? … Continue reading Hralf and the Temple Guardian
Hralf and the Thief of Tarts
Another tale of Hralf. If you've not met Hralf, start with the first Hralf story "Hralf, Hewer of Sagas." The full set is listed under Short Fiction, above. You wish to speak to me about Hralf. May I ask why? Truly? How very odd. Very well, ask your questions. I see that Sarvalur has been … Continue reading Hralf and the Thief of Tarts
Hralf and the Fan Boy
Another tale of Hralf, in which Hralf saves a life. If you've not met Hralf, start with the first Hralf story "Hralf, Hewer of Sagas." Enter, yes, please enter, O wise one! This one rejoices that you have come to his humble dwelling! A tale of Hralf, O esteemed sir? It would be my joy … Continue reading Hralf and the Fan Boy
Hralf and the Competition
Another tale of Hralf, in which Hralf meets his match. If you've not met Hralf, start with the first Hralf story "Hralf, Hewer of Sagas." Did I know Hralf? Does a dragon sleep on his hoard? Yes, yes, he does, most of the time. Until you kill him, and then he sleeps with the vultures. … Continue reading Hralf and the Competition
Hralf and the Bardic Voice
Another tale of Hralf, in which he is most horribly misunderstood. If you've not met Hralf, start with the first Hralf story "Hralf, Hewer of Sagas." Of course I remember Hralf, a darling boy—and so talented! Really, I've seldom seen such natural ability. Why, yes, I assume we are speaking about the same individual. But … Continue reading Hralf and the Bardic Voice
Hralf and the Inkstone of Carellia
Yes, I have met Hralf Saga-Hewer. And who might you be? I see. Very well, then. If Mr. Manxome has directed you to me, I suppose I must answer your questions. No, I did not enjoy it. How did we meet? On company business, of course. Mr. Manxome required an item, and hired a firm … Continue reading Hralf and the Inkstone of Carellia
Hralf, Hewer of Sagas
Hralf? Yeah, I knew Hralf. Better than most, probably. I first ran into Hralf in Old Peldentown, going on thirty years ago. I'm new in town, see, arrived just that morning, and I'd spent the day walking about and seeing what was what and where was where. I'd been exploring the marketplace, and I was … Continue reading Hralf, Hewer of Sagas