Category: Grimmon Darkly

The end is nigh and I’m running out of options. Everything I’ve tried has failed. The beheading sword awaits once I return Wenzel’s spells to the book they came from.

Helpless under the control of a fiendish spell, I thrust myself into even more danger. I have a feeling Trewla isn’t going to believe I didn’t do it on purpose.

Trust Trewla to come up with a plan to catch the invisible brownie. It would have all gone well if someone hadn’t cast a spell. And this time it wasn’t me.

Catching a spell-stealing brownie isn’t as easy as you’d think. But when you’ve cornered him in a bakery, what could possibly go wrong?

A knight who single-handedly attacks castles probably isn’t the easiest person to engage in conversation. Especially, when she’s about to cut off your head and stick it on a spike.

Gods save us from helpful ogres! Why is it that when I’ve come up with a brilliant plan to avoid personal injury, an ogre comes along and spoils things?

The dwarvish owner of a herbs and spices emporium was far too keen, in my opinion, to assist Grimmon’s mission to improve the flavour of my flesh.

My brilliant plan to get past that money-grubbing troll by turning myself into a rat, may not have been the best idea I’ve ever had…

Despite my protests, Trewla persuades me to search for the pesky spell-stealing brownie in parts of the castle I’d rather not to go into…

Trewla discovers the reason why the spell book is blank. Apparently, it’s my fault. All I have to do to rectify matters, is…