Evie: A Wintry Ambush p2

Artwork by ArtOfVenus, vignette below!

page 2 and vignette at the WordPress link

Evie scouts the northern woods for a troublesome ogre. But there are other creatures besides ogres lurking in the forest!


The deeper into the valley I went, the colder it got.  I hadn’t been this far north in a long while, and I wasn’t quite dressed for it to be this chilly.  Worse, the sky was getting more overcast as the day went on.  It was going to be a long frigid hike back to the inn where I’d stashed my gear.  

I wished I’d at least worn some leggings and a warmer tunic.  And I wish I had my special Cryptae Ranger-issued overcoat.  Unfortunately, the last I had heard, another Ranger was wearing my coat when she infiltrated a fortress…and she came out of the fortress without it, so my coat was likely lost forever.

Besides the cold, I was tired, hungry, smeared with dirt and speckled with mud. I was discouraged and ready to head back to the nice warm inn and a long soak in a very hot tub.  

I’d found no signs of a large creature in the area–no large footprints, no droppings, no scattered bones.  Yet there were many many footprints of smaller creatures—ones who would stay away if there were a large predator in the area.

Maybe the reports of an ogre were inaccurate.  Misunderstandings, maybe, or a little hysteria.  Perhaps it was another kind of creature entirely that was harassing livestock and raiding homes.


This is page 2 of a full Evie story in collaboration with ArtOfVenus.

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And watch for more with Evie soon!


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