by Morvane Nightfall
Hello everyone, I would like to first start off by thanking you for reading my little short story! Honestly, all of this was typed out on my phone in two weeks, my late night brain wouldn't want to sleep. Some backstory so the reader isn't totally lost in the sauce. Xankoris is my Dungeons and Dragon character I've been playing for the past 15 years, if I'm not playing Xankoris, I play his son Xankorite. Xankoris is a half elf, half human male, he had a rough upbringing and some of that lore will be discovered in this short story. He is a rogue focusing more on being an assassin rather than a thief. He wears a plague doctor mask and weilds two daggers, one in each hand. When called upon, the Weaver scythe appears from the void. Darkness consumed him during his earlier years, he is extremely introverted and fairly standoff-ish. Always alone, always fighting a battle no one knows about. Again, I hope you enjoy reading this short story as I had a blast writing it, feedback is always welcome and I have 5 real books planned off of this short story, just need the time to sit down and write them!
