Hello Intrpid followers:
I have noticed that Intrepid has been building interest among followers in the last few days. First off, thanks for your interest and support. I have big hopes for this project, and I am glad that it is generating fans already. Second, I am not intending to run a campaign on this project quite yet... but, I am currently hosting this story as a series on Channillo.com.
http://bit.ly/IntrepidSeries
Channillo is a subscription service starting as low as $5/mo that hosts a myriad of writing projects, running them as series. I currently have six chapters up, and intend to post a new chapter every1-2 weeks. Please join Channillo, and help support authors like me to build their fan base for their art and projects.
Thanks again!
-Lebs
FIORIE AND KROORRIJK
PROLOGUE
The silence as the wagon wheels ceased to creek pulled Fiorie to consciousness. She willed her mind to drift into a pleasant state of dream, her body growing soft. Long years of practice had made this response to awaking in the midst of unknown dangers automatic.
Her handler was talking to someone. The new voice was in a sharp sounding Vexra, the tongue shared by all feral races. She presumed the owner of the voice to be one of the Kalutai, the t. . .
FIORIE AND KROORRIJK
PROLOGUE
The silence as the wagon wheels ceased to creek pulled Fiorie to consciousness. She willed her mind to drift into a pleasant state of dream, her body growing soft. Long years of practice had made this response to awaking in the midst of unknown dangers automatic.
Her handler was talking to someone. The new voice was in a sharp sounding Vexra, the tongue shared by all feral races. She presumed the owner of the voice to be one of the Kalutai, the t. . .
FIORIE AND KROORRIJK
PROLOGUE
The silence as the wagon wheels ceased to creek pulled Fiorie to consciousness. She willed her mind to drift into a pleasant state of dream, her body growing soft. Long years of practice had made this response to awaking in the midst of unknown dangers automatic.
Her handler was talking to someone. The new voice was in a sharp sounding Vexra, the tongue shared by all feral races. She presumed the owner of the voice to be one of the Kalutai, the t. . .
