NonstopGarbage6

(novel library)

Your people roam the Great Steppe, chased and challenged by the fearsome Tribe of the Black Wolf. Their leader, the shaman Zhan-Ukhel, calls forth savage magic from Chernobog, the god who rules their tribe. Your tribe must have a leader who can call down protection from the gods. That leader is you, and this is your saga.

Rule your tribe as an iron-fisted chieftain or as a benevolent guardian. Will your allies support you on the field of battle? Will the gods come when you need them most? Do you even need the gods to smite your enemies, or will you seize divine power for yourself?

Horses in the Falcon

"Do you know him? I sure don't." Kit grins. "I don't really socialize with the high aristocracy."


"Well," you say. "It's worth considering." You realize that you are now outside your building. Next to a shop's door is a twisty flight of wooden steps that leads upstairs to your room on the third floor.


You nod. "It's not much, but it's comfortable."


"I'd be happy to walk you home anytime you want," Kit says.


It occurs to you suddenly that Kit might have reasons for wanting to spend time with you other than theater. It's one thing to have a fan, but do you have an admirer?


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