Radiantly Radioactive
The winters on Valkae were mild compared to the northern lands that lay across the Kimean Sea. Yet, the blizzards in far Mirholme paled in comparison to the sheet of ice that had developed between Hippothoe and Brisia. The comradery among the eight gladiatrices from Asteria was in many ways broken. In late November, a… Continue reading Slip, Slip, Slidin’ Away
Well, my overnight session didn't quite last the full night, but we played until a little past 3:00AM. With no one willing to enter the arena, I got to get a few hours of sleep. I played a game of Napoleonics today, I always forget that this was the "heyday" of cavalry & held mine… Continue reading Texicon – Day 2
The sun was setting when the women returned to the arena. Brisia had kitchen duty so she went to the kitchen to help prepare the evening meal. The cooks were also slaves. This made Brisia think about what Calliope had said. She realized that out of the seventy people who worked or lived at the… Continue reading Hippothoe – Part 2
"She can't be serious?" asked Brisia as she stepped out of the river. Polydora handed her a towel and replied "She is serious, you can ask her yourself. She wants to fight five matches in a row come next game day." "What did Margo say?" asked Harmothoe brushing her hair. Polydora shrugged her shoulders. "She… Continue reading Hippothoe – Part 1
"They have you matched against Antigone today. She has two long swords, do you remember how she uses them from training?" asked Margo. "I've never seen her train." replied Brisia. "Exactly." said Margo. "You've never seen her exercise or practice. She may not be any better with a blade than you, or she may be… Continue reading Ol’ One Eye
Atomic Floozy Adventures 