Knight Quests

After days of poking and prodding from Auster, which he would later call convincing and Oberon would call badgering, both Obie and Crow signed up to participate in the Fable League.   The time they spent deciding meant that unfortunately they had less to practice and get ready. Auster assured them both though that with all the work they put in during their physical training classes they would both do fine....

The dining hall was usually noisy, but the commotion that went up by the entrance had Obie’s eyebrows lifting in surprise. Whoever was causing it or making it was in for a sharp scolding from the training master and he did not envy them their position.   Upon seeing the cause, Oberon knew that it was those who made the commotion who would be receiving a tongue lashing. The training master couldn’t scold Kn...

“Hey, you!” An unfamiliar voice shouted as Oberon exited the mines after another shift.   He’d had morning classes at the academy and an afternoon shift in the mines with some of the other work-study students. All he wanted to do was go to the dining hall for something to eat then back to his dormitory and collapse onto his bed. That was seeming less and less likely as he sighed and looked in the directi...

Dear Mum & Dad,   I’m officially enrolled as a part time student at the Knight Academy in Obrille so you can send all future letters here for the time being. Don’t worry, I’ll let you know when I’m able to come back and visit next, but it won’t be any time soon.   Argos and I are doing well. One of the other students here likes to draw in the m...

Three months.   That’s how long Oberon had been working in the mines in order to save money for Knight Academy fees. Doing his sums on a scrap of paper he thought he should have enough to at least pay his way into classes part time, but he still hadn’t actually been to the school yet to inquire about costs. The closest he�...

“Hey, Oberon?”   He hummed his acknowledgement as he ate steadily.   “How long do you plan on staying here?”   Looking up from his bowl of flowers and berries Obie squinted as Avalon in confusion, chewing the last few bites in his mouth slowly, his brow furrowed. Swallowing he pointed his fork at h...

Oberon regretted telling Avalon his family’s joke about him being more help as a scarecrow than planting seeds.   She’d noticed that there appeared to be less stock in the morning despite locking the barn up at night. Bringing it up was one of the few times Obie could remember thinking that the big plucky looked sheepish. Apparently she had a soft spot for pippets and they seemed to know it. Pippets would ...

Avalon’s farm was indeed as easy to find as the postmaster in Goldfair had said it would be. When he’d noticed a cluster of older pouflons gossiping outside of a general goods store he figured they seemed safe enough to ask.   When asked what he wanted with “Miss Avalon,” Obie had held up the package and said he had a delivery from Roseacre.   “Ah,...

Flying was fun.   Oberon had always enjoyed it. The feeling of the wind running through his fur, tail streaming behind him, wings pumping rhythmically.   Sure he had to think, but it was the same kind of thinking he could do while walking (or running for that matter). Mind where he was going and then let his tho...

When Erl had first shown promise of having exceptional magical talent their parents had been thrilled.   When that magical talent started leaking out and affecting their family's day-to-day living they had been less thrilled but still amused.   When the magical talent became too much for a young pouflon to control without proper schooling they started lookin...