The familiar odors and sights of the swamp enveloped Morrigan, witch of the Chasind, as she set foot into her old home again. The...

Morrigan’s eyes narrowed angrily even as her mind raced. “You wouldn’t dare!” she hissed. Flemeth smiled at her, the expression full of a...

Morrigan was pulled from her state between sleep and waking when a bucket of icy water splashed over the already freezing witch. Her...

Morrigan looked at her, still blinking rapidly, not daring to wipe her eyes, no matter how much she might want to. The sensation of...

Morrigan’s eyes widened as a wave of sheer, mind-blasting panic overcame her. Shaking her head in desperate denial, she tried to crawl...

Morrigan did not know what kind of “deal” Flemeth had made with the creature. She had no idea how long Flemeth had abused the poor girl...

When Morrigan came to she was back in the cave, hanging upside down from ropes affixed to the rough hewn ceiling. Her legs were spread...

It was never going to happen. As Morrigan lay beneath the former templar, he former colleague now mad beyond reason, the witch cringed at...