A Duncan Naillio StoryBy Kyrell Duncan’s claws dripped crimson rivers onto the stone tiled floor of the mansion. His fur was matted and sticky with blood from claw tip to mid bicep. He threw his head back and howled in rage and anguish, his massive hybrid form a dreadful sight for his enemies. His howl … Continue reading Vengeance  →

A Duncan Naillio StoryBy Kyrell Duncan ran his slender right hand through thick chestnut hair that hung in loose curls down to the middle of his back. He was drenched in sweat from the heat of the midsummer sun and the humidity that accompanied it. The young half-elf’s ears poked out of his thick main … Continue reading Heritage →