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I started my blog in June 2016, intending to have a place to get my stories in the hands of readers. I started with one follower -- my wife. Seven years later, I am creeping toward 500 followers. I post a daily quote, as well as short stories, vignettes, and updates on our rebuilding project. You can find my Tavern Tales at: https://jjshaun.com/ Enjoy! |
Kithleigh Nightmane had always been small, even for a halfling, but she’d learned to use her small size to her advantage. Her quick hands and sharp wit had always been a source of pride—though she rarely showed it. In the village of Oxbow Landing, where every stone had a tale and every tale a shadow of its own, Kith found that the fewer people noticed her, the better. She’d spent her days sneaking through the back alleys, taking things that weren’t hers, and disappearing before anyone noticed. No one ever suspected her—a youngling from a respectable tavern-owning family, with little ambition beyond keeping the business profitable. ~~~ Read the full story at https://jjshaun.com/2025/01/19/running-from-the-past/ |
Alyssia crouched in a bramble patch, her cloak blending with the shadows. The wind carried the scent of pine and damp earth, but a far more interesting scene compelled her attention. Silvery moonlight filtered through the canopy above, casting an eerie glow across the clearing. ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2025/01/12/the-ritual/ |
Qilynn led Tumorgi and Kharys through the streets, following the captain’s directions. Guards at the gate of the Baron’s manor house welcomed them to the compound. They invited the group to help themselves to the refreshment table while they waited for the baron. ~~~ Read the full story at http://jjshaun.com/2025/01/05/qilynn-meeting-baron-wildhurst/ |
They arrived before noon, unloading bags of ingredients. Flour, sugar (granulated, powdered, and brown), eggs, and the rest of what they’d need to bake the day away materialized in Grandma’s kitchen. ~~~ Read the full story at https://jjshaun.com/2024/12/22/christmas-cookies/ |
In the morning, the group took advantage of their full coin purses. After looking at horses, and learning how much gold they’d need to take care of the beasts, they find a tavern for lunch. A young entertainer played a lute in one corner. Some time before their meal arrived, they overheard an argument between a city official and a merchant. ~~~ Read the full story at https://jjshaun.com/2024/12/15/exploring-irewick-part-two/ |
The caravan arrived in Cheerwater around mid-afternoon. Dariyus Lamanya collected his pay from the quartermaster and stood looking around the yard, wondering which direction to take. Would a rather large lavender dragonborn intimidate the locals? He hoped not. He hadn’t seen many of his kind outside his peoples’ lands. His scales flushed a darker shade of amethyst as he thought about the last rejection he had faced. Thankfully, his fellows stood up for him. ~~~ Read the full story at https://jjshaun.com/2024/12/08/dari-cheerwater/ |
Zola knew her freedom from the arena was close. All she needed was that last bit of armor. Well, that and live through the melee. Now that she’d made a name among the gladiators, she faced tougher opponents. Sometimes more than one. ~~~ Read the full story at https://jjshaun.com/2024/12/01/dreamstalker-finding-freedom/ |
Qilynn Starpath watched the sailors throw heavy ropes over the rail to men waiting on the dock. They caught the arm-thick lines as they landed on the pier, wrapping them around sturdy wooden logs that disappeared into the harbor. ~~~ Read the full story at https://jjshaun.com/2024/11/03/qilynn-welcome-to-southport/ |
The small chamber they entered held a table with platters of foods they’d seen at the celebration. Two doors led from the room. One opened into a well-appointed hall, the other into a small water closet. The opposite wall of the closet outlined another opening, a faint light shining through the cracks. ~~~ Read the full story at https://jjshaun.com/2024/10/27/framed-part-five/ |
After 1458 days, First Reader and I finally received our permanent Certificate of Occupancy from the county. This was a few days shy of the four-year anniversary of losing the house to the Cameron Peak Fire. We still have work to do, but the building department now considers the house complete. Any new construction we want will require another building permit. ~~~ Read the full post at https://jjshaun.com/2024/10/20/rebuilding-the-dream-pt-166/ |