1)
“What’s THAT? And how do we kill it?” the fighter hissed, ducking behind the rocks, where the thief was peering out a tiny gap at the spherical floating thing with many writhing eyestalks and a huge, many-fanged mouth.#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 1, 2018

2)
“It’s called Doom On A Stick,” the thief muttered.
The fighter peered, then frowned. “Where’s the stick?”
“You have to provide that. It’s how you kill it. The tricky bit? Inserting the stick.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 1, 2018

1)
“This will be the most dangerous adventure yet,” the elder dragon warned. “Even more perilous than wresting a hoard from an ancient wyrm.”
The young dragon sighed, but swiftly lifted its head. “Whate’er it be, I am READY.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 26, 2018

2)
“You must be, if you want to come back alive and free. You must raid a human city, devour at least a dozen folk, set roofs afire, and topple at least one tower. Beware, they’ll have wizards to hurl spells at you!”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 26, 2018

3)
The young dragon smiled. “Been looking forward to this. Any extra points on the table?”
“Aye, for swallowing ruling royalty and wizards whole. So you can spew them up for our inspection later.”
“They needn’t still be alive?”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 26, 2018

4)
“Nay, and chewed a bit is allowable. Just don’t make enough of a meal of them that we can’t recognize them. You’ll find they taste terrible.”
The young dragon shuddered. “What use are they, then?”
“Precious little.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 26, 2018

5)
“Beyond assembling livestock for our easy dining. Truly, humans are a blight upon the world, sent to us by the gods for our sins.”
“They breed tirelessly!”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 26, 2018

6)
“Indeed. To make MORE teeming hordes of swarming, despoiling maggots who never sleep or leave anything untainted that they touch. Think of them as goblins, but with better diction.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 26, 2018

1)
“Seems they fled JUST in time,” the wizard drawled, surveying all the carnage. The king’s guards had put up a good fight, but had been about a dozen too few to prevail. Or survive.#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 26, 2018

2)
A few moments later he was stepping over all the sprawled bodies to tack a note written in blood to the cottage door.
“What good,” the watching barbarian rumbled, “is that?”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 26, 2018

3)
“When they return,” the wizard replied, “they’ll get this. They can READ, dolt.”
The barbarian shrugged. “Written message: ignored or tossed in fire. Message delivered by point of blade through guts: understood and heeded.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 26, 2018

4)
“Ah,” said the wizard. “My apologies for misjudging you. You’ve certainly mastered diplomacy better than most heralds.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 26, 2018

1)
“Why is yon book burning, yet not crumbling to ashes? It flames, but is not consumed! A miracle!”
“No, just magic.” The wizard regarded the priest rather wearily. Nigh everything seemed to be a miracle to this holy man.#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 27, 2018

2)
“It’s The Tome That Cannot Be Consumed,” he added. “Recall ye the scripture?”
“I do, but how can you be certain this book is THAT tome?”
“The book hath a title graven upon its covers, see?”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 27, 2018

3)
“But anyone may write anything on a cover! Mere words doth not make truth!”
“Indeed, holy one. You have hit upon one of the Deep Truths. Claims do not make reality; performance does. And behold, yon book is not burned away!”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 27, 2018

4)
“And yet…I know doubt.”
“Welcome, holy one, to the root struggle of faith. Wage it, will ye? I’ll just use yon burning book to cook dinner as ye do. Oh, ye COULD go fetch water whilst waging, if ye’d be a useful struggler.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 27, 2018

1)
“God thou mayest be,” said the Guardian of the Gate, “but do this ye cannot! There are RULES!”
The one-eyed god glared back at him, and hefted his mighty axe Skullsplitter.
“And who makes the rules? GODS!”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 27, 2018

2)
Skullsplitter flashed aloft, and was waved triumphantly. “And I am a god, so I CAN do this! I’ll merely make it a new Rule!”
The Guardian said a very dirty word, and stepped aside from the Gate.#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 27, 2018

3)
With a bellow of triumph, the one-eyed god charged forward, axe high, into the Gate.
Which promptly exploded, spitting bits of the god back whence the charge had begun, piece by ragged wet piece.#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 27, 2018

4)
The Guardian waited until the grisly rain was done.
And then took up his usual stance before the Gate, which was glowing more brightly than before.
The Guardian shook his head.#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 27, 2018

5)
“There are rules,” he murmured, “and then there are Rules.”
The Gate spat out a half-melted fragment of the one-eyed god’s axe.
“The trick,” the Guardian told it, “even for gods, is knowing the difference.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 27, 2018

1)
The priest came awake shouting. Wild-eyed, white, and drenched with sweat, he stared at his fellow adventurers who’d come grimly running, weapons drawn, and gasped, “I had visions—and they were terrible!”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 28, 2018

2)
“Uh-huh,” the thief sighed. “You had a nightmare. I TOLD you not to eat the basilisk tarts.”
The priest drew himself up. “These were VISIONS,” he said haughtily, “not a nightmare. I saw wagons that rumbled along roads…#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 28, 2018

3)
…by themselves—no oxen! And FAST! And those roads were clad in something smooth, and there were lights that flamed not, on tall straight poles, all along them, so they rushed along by night!”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 28, 2018

4)
His fellow adventurers traded glances. And sighed. “What’d he have to drink?” the thief asked.
Ignoring her, the priest rushed on. “And there were great gatherings of light in the darkness!”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 28, 2018

5)
“Uh-huh,” the warrior agreed soothingly.
“Encampments of armies larger than any I’ve ever seen!” the priest told him excitedly. “And there were huge loud metal birds in the sky, too! That flew without moving their wings!”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 28, 2018

6)
The warrior backhanded the priest’s head with one heavy-gauntleted hand—and the holy man toppled, senseless.
“Sleep deeper, and bring back better visions,” the warrior growled. “I don’t think much of these.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 28, 2018

1)
The wizard’s dread and thunderous spell ended—and as the army all watched, the distant castle collapsed into a heap of rubble.
The cheer that arose was as deafening as it was heartfelt. #epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 28, 2018

2)
But it faltered when the city below the castle collapsed too, building after building, sighing down from a proud metropolis into one endless ruin.
“Wizard,” roared the king, “what have you done?”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 28, 2018

3)
In moments of extreme stress, Wizards of the Circle can vocalize twice at once, as if they have two mouths and lungs. One as the mage desires to speak, and one honest and involuntary. And so it was that the wizard, staring…#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 28, 2018

4)
…back at his king, said two things:
“Oops.”
and:
“Is that some sort of trick question, sire? I mean, can’t ye SEE?”
In the shocked silence that followed, the mage settled for saying “Oops” again.#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 28, 2018

1)
“As my seventh son—and, frankly, the milksop weakling of my brood,” the King of Arnn said grimly, “you must fare forth into the world to seek your fortune. I’ve run out of baronies to hand out.”
Prince Xavren nodded.#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 29, 2018

2)
“Understood. Yet a correction, if I may, Father.”
“By all means.”
“I’m now your THIRD son. Four of my brothers met with unfortunate accidents this past week.”
“Oh? And have you ANY idea, perchance, how these mishaps befell?”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 29, 2018

3)
“Treason, Father. Flung in my face, so I had to raise my sword to defend you. I’d say they all went mad. Despairing over running their baronies so badly that they couldn’t spare me and my nag a night in their stables.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 29, 2018

4)
“I see,” said the King gravely. “So I do have baronies to spare. Were you thinking of one of them for yourself?”
“Oh, no, Father. I need to be right here in the Palace to run your obviously-needed Secret Service.
…#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 29, 2018

5)
…Treason is EVERYWHERE.”
“Indeed,” the King agreed, wearing his best not-quite-hiding-a-smile expression. “You are dismissed. We’ll discuss this over wine, tonight.”
Prince Xavren bowed low and backed out.#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 29, 2018

6)
He let the door close before starting to run.
It was a long way to the border he had to reach ere wine was served, tonight.
He knew that look on Father’s face of old. The King of Arnn knew treason when he saw it.#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 29, 2018