Dust of Gliza – The Arena

I was thrown in the shade by a Klevian goons, a race so disfigured, it was hard to look at. Two of his friends, the lesser pedigree of him stood at his side and mad watched at the other contestants while the teller took their names and gave them blaster charges. "This isn't your first … Continue reading Dust of Gliza – The Arena

Dust of Gliza – The new armor

I entered through the gates and the smell of cooking splashed over my nose. The noise of bickering merchants under tents was unavoidable just like traffic of people that ran around, offering me fruit, meat, spare parts and refreshments, but I was out of coins. Hiding under hood, people saw little of me, but clank … Continue reading Dust of Gliza – The new armor