Dice Book Publishing

 My Time In The Fabled Lands...Part 1 The Warrior The boat rocks beneath my feet. I keep my eyes on The Spider, the constellation that points north. I look to the fresh water in my pail, or rather... the lack thereof. I won't make it another day on the sea. Keeping one eye on the stars, I glance at the map my grandfather had left me when he died. This map was is my chance at a new life. A chance for riches, power, and most of all...adventure. A blob of white stinking goop splatters against my precious heirloom. I look up. I spot the source of the goop. A white seagull caws overhead. It's laughing. I feel the creases of my brow deepen. My hands tighten into a ball. I open my mouth to shout at the bird. No sound leaves my lips. I look at the horizon in every direction, realization taking hold of my brain. A seagull...there must be land nearby.  Finally, I see it. Sure enough, the distinct outline of cliffs comes into view. I take a hard turn positioning the bow towards the appro...