Two new stories

Here’s two short stories I’ve just put out. I had a complete blast writing these. I think you’ll enjoy reading them.

Spilled Mirovar

Spilled Mirovar

The modern year of 1927, and orcs still have to fight elven asshole bullshit.

Prohibition left exceptions for the church of Men, the Elvish sacraments, even the Dwarfish rituals. But the elves in Congress insist that orcs have no sacraments.

Without the Orcish draught, without the rites, Uruk-Tai’s fine strong boys might grow tall. They might ear...