Because of a Cough by John R. Canter

It had barely been even a day since the volcanic eruption. Most of the streets were still deep with soot. At least, those streets that weren’t completely buried or burned by active lava flows. I had survived, somehow, thanks to this curse. I didn’t dare take shelter with any others, and that turned out to be a good thing. I can usually handle stress, as a medical doctor, but in a life-or-death situation, I can’t always prevent the change that comes with being a werewolf.


Starfinder Stat Block: Void Fish

The space whale must have fought valiantly against whatever star kraken strangled the life out of it, and now its desiccating corpse was flourishing with scavengers. Whole shoals of void fish continued to fly around, picking off bits of flesh with their sets of three jaws. Vadaria would occasionally pause for a moment to enjoy the pirouettes and seemingly playful spins these wild space-faring creatures displayed.

Five Directions and a Yellow Vest by John R. Canter

Within moments they reached the interior of the palace complex, using the rooftops to bypass all the closed gates that tried to stop the spread of fire and movements of the enemy troops. “At this rate the whole palace will burn,” Yang remarked to the qirin, the divine creature’s hooves barely touching down on ancient roof tiles. “If the barbarians of the northwest can’t seize the capital, they will be more than happy to destroy it.”