Commentary, The Continuing Adventures of Sif No. 30
This one was even more of a pain to typeset than the one preceding. Diviners are widely disliked for just this sort of thing.
This one was even more of a pain to typeset than the one preceding. Diviners are widely disliked for just this sort of thing.
Sif approached the bar, Lilja and Einar following in her wake. The lodgekeeper circled the stove to meet her. “Get something for you?” Sif produced her letter from the sleeve of her robe. “I have something for the föraningsmagiker Falthejn … Continue reading
The typesetting here was a pain. Fun fact: I wrote this letter immediately following the end of The Long Retreat, and The Continuing Adventures of Sif sort of grew out of it.
Sif forced herself to relax as a pair of city guardsmen passed them. Even though she was on the right side of the law for the first time in her life, they still made her nervous. They came to a … Continue reading
Sorry for the lateness of the hour—I always forget to set these up if I don’t do both at once on Sunday. I only have a rough map of the Riverfronts in my head. For reasons I can’t get into … Continue reading
She saw the purpose of it. If pressed, she would even admit it was good for her. That didn’t mean she had to like it. There was a well in the courtyard, up against the outer wall. Her fellows gathered … Continue reading
Yngvar’s has a lot of mythology around it, although I haven’t brought any of it up to the current revision of the world. I’d like to do that sometime. It’s a neat place.
Sif woke to a pounding on her door. She opened her eyes, groggy, and flipped her blankets off to the side. It was cold. She swung her legs out of bed, stood, and felt the chill of the stone floor … Continue reading
It took me some time to settle on the particular mode of teaching employed at the Magiska Akademier. Some of it depends on which school you study. Conjurers/trollernmagiker in particular are big on the book learning, along with telemancers/färdenmagiker, while … Continue reading
Sif swallowed. That was bad news. Outwardly, though, she smiled. The elder magiker could have walked by without saying anything. Sif appreciated the effort to make her feel better, and she hadn’t missed Annike’s switch to the informal voice just … Continue reading