Ch 3: The Good Son: Part I of IIIPart I of III. This is where the story sort of departs from Yarifeth and Meiles and takes a big screeching turn into Gaysville. If you are not into male/male pairings we would suggest reading no further. This post is safe for work, but the next one will not be. You have been warned.The world was still washed in blue as the sun began to peek into the horizon when Jin'thekk stepped out onto the porch. His torso was bare and he wore a stitched kilt that only went down to his knees as it seemed like it was only going to get warmer as the morning progressed. With half-open eyes, he waited for the sleepiness
Chapter 2: Bridge: Part II of IIAside from the occasional gust of wind or distant howl of wildlife, the desert was more-or-less quiet. So of course the sounds of gourds and glass accompanied by a steady, ominous rattle was something that drew the attention of all three men. They didn't see him at first, but his visage soon because clear as it was surrounded by writhing, glowing spirits. The rhythm was eerie, and initially they weren't sure if they were staring at a real man, or a ghost. But then, ghosts didn't drink potions or talk. The troll's voice seemed to snap them out of their stupor, and the trio snatched up their weapons with a battle cry to rush out and 'mee