By Sarah Orr Aten Part 2: Now he was the one who banged open the door. Hargin yelped is surprise, spilling his bottle of ink across his parchment. He cursed loudly. “Beagus!” he said, rising from the chair, quill in hand, and steam billowing from his ears. “What have I told you about barging in here like that?” … Continue reading Smoke On The Water