But, thanks to an email from a friend, I’m once again looking at getting all of these beard stories down and turning them into a book someday. So, here goes, again, at trying to write. Snippets: At the dragon birthday party, it was 39 degrees, and everyone was in masks. I ...
The inland bearded dragon has a certain reptilian charm, so much so, in fact, that it is becoming an increasingly popular pet. According to owners, the lizard -- often affectionately called a "beardie" -- has a distinctive personality. Much like a dog or cat, they say, it recognizes it...
Caulis sent its familiar, Eleyin, to observe, and the pseododragon heard a strange hissing sound from within. As she circled, a swarm of arrows and bolts flew out of the windows, flocking like birds, magically flying through the air in search of their prey. Eleyin dived to safety, ret...
Garvin had carefully scaled the rafters, talking his way past the stagehands lighting the production, so that he could get a good view of things from above. Caulis, summoning their pseudodragon familiar, sent the creature to patrol the theatre and report anything unusual. Armand and Caulis ...
swelling as from some horrific spider-bite. Hecuba screamed and thrashed, and the perfume-bottle went flying, rolling along the floor. Eleyin, Caulis’ psuedodragon familiar, swooped down to pluck the bottle up, while Armand, flicking his wrist contemptuously, sent afirebolttowards Hecuba, scorchi...
You hear the soft sound of a bowstring being draw behind you, and a voice says “Heel, Bridget. I don’t think they’re bandits.” Behind you stands a tall, sinewy man dressed in poorly tanned furs, a huge black dog beside him. The pair must have approached you almost silently. The...