damaris angel of joy

“Picking up the Pieces” “Enough,” Dagoos said ceasing his tickling all over Damaris's body. “I will hear you speak and I expect nothing less than screeching pleas for a merciful death.” Dagoos spoke a word of magic and Damaris's head became free of his spell. “Phillip!” she shouted much to...

“Battle in the Darque” The Battle for Summercastle was fought as the sun set and darkness set in. The Darque always favors fighting during the night. Most of their legions could see better in the darkness and there is nothing more confusing and more terrifying for their enemies than waging war...

Brewing of a Storm Ta'lia was a village woman of the Southlands. On the outskirts of the Southlands bordering the Wyldelands, her village had be spared much of the the horror of the Darque invasion. The men and women of the village were staunch supporters of King Tepik and when it was heard...

“Right of Passage” Damaris and Gertrude stood before a great oak that lived deep in the Briar Forest. It was not dark like the rest of the trees although it's trunk was covered by the briar. The myriad of scars on the bark of the tree were evidence that its growth did not come at a price...

Damaris, Angel of Joy Call to Arms Damaris was a woman of many secrets. Some she shared and others she kept to herself. One of her secrets she shared with only one: her husband Phillip. Phillip was a Ranger in the King's Army. He was well respected among the nobles and the common folk alike...