“Maugreth was roused by the concubine in the darkness before dawn. He threw off the chitinous coverlet of mushroom velvet and sat up. He was still half-asleep. The sound of a distant horn rolled through the forest, echoed by another note from nearer at hand. “Eh? What is it? What?” he grunted, groping for his sword.”
Listen to my narration of Ordonez’s bizzare and twisted tale of greed, pride, and love in the depth of the goblin kingdom, at the Beneath Ceaseless Skies podcast.
