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Episode 15: The Siege of Hague – Part One

Finally got the next episode of The Multiverse Chronicles up! We hope you enjoy it! 😀

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The Multiverse Chronicles

SEASON ONE: EPISODE FIFTEEN

“The Siege of Hague – Part One”

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The Multiverse Chronicles - Buford War Map

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General Buford laid a map of Prussia on the table before him. Several of his executive officers gathered around. They stared, eyes locked on the map, their bodies tense.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Buford started, his face expressionless. “We have our orders from the Dragon Queen herself to set up a landing point for a larger invasion fleet at the city of Hague. I’ve spoken with a representative for the Franks, and they have decided to stay neutral in this conflict. They would rather spend their resources expanding overseas than get in the middle of our bloody feud.” He paused. “Can’t say I blame them.”

“Where does that put us?” Sergeant Cornwell raised an eyebrow and tapped his scone on the edge of his plate. “They won’t be able to stay neutral and…

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Episode 14: The Test – Part Two

The next episode of The Multiverse Chronicles is now online! 😀

Trish must successfully complete her flight examination or lose her pterosaur for good…

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The Multiverse Chronicles

SEASON ONE: EPISODE Fourteen

“The Test – Part Two”

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The Multiverse Chronicles - Pterosaur and a Steam Boat

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After the young pterosaur’s capture, the mangy humans kept her chained to their floating hut. At first, she fought the chain. She snapped at it and flapped her wings, but the chain held fast and the boat was anchored. Though the humans at the hatchery had kept her enclosed in their dome, they never bound her with a dirty, ragged chain, which tore at her skin and mangled her scales.

She was not a happy pterosaur.

Later that evening, the weathered man with straw-colored hair and grit in his wrinkled skin approached her with a pile of hemp rope in his hands. She shrieked at him and flared her wings, but he just smiled, revealing a set of broken teeth. The pterosaur snapped at him—let him see that her teeth were not broken! He…

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Episode 11: A Little Bit of Mischief

The next episode of The Multiverse Chronicles is now available! 😀

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The Multiverse Chronicles

Season One: Episode Eleven

“A Little Bit of Mischief”

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Spots of sunlight danced between the trees as Alia and Alfons made their way through the thick undergrowth of the Deep. A cinnamon-colored rat scurried along the bramble, unhindered and well-ahead of the two humans.

“Let me get this straight,” Alfons said, ducking a thorny vine above his head. “You saw Alia walk into the princess’s room, but you knew it was not her because you could not smell her?” His pants caught on the prickly edge of a thistle. He cursed and untangled the fabric.

Yes, lad. How many times do I have to tell ya? Henry sent. My sense of smell is more than a wee bit heightened when I’m a rat. Believe me, your pirate friend was apparently hesitant to wash during this last week.

Alfons scowled. “You suggested…

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April 12, 2016 · 11:32 pm

Episode 10: A Friendly Game

The next episode of The Multiverse Chronicles is now up! (And this one includes Phalanx!) 😀

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The Multiverse Chronicles

Season One: Episode Ten

“A Friendly Game”

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The Multiverse Chronicles: Trials of Blood and Steel - A Friendly Game

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Buford examined the black glass dragon tears sitting on the etched, wooden playing table before him. On either side of the table were two diamond-shaped slots, each covered by a silver coin. The diamond closest to him was his city-state. The coin was to buy the lady across from him a drink, while the glass dragon tears were to ensure he didn’t have to.

The general turned his attention to the cards in his hand. Each card had a path-symbol on its face, a series of black dots, dashes, and Xs. He placed one of the cards on the table, moved a dragon tear along the path of the symbol, and then replaced the card. He smirked. This game was going rather well. He already had four black dragon tears lined up in a row—a phalanx—the…

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