A prompt, Jarlaxel and Artemis are on a job, when a magical item go's crazy, hitting Artemis, now Jarlaxel has to deal with his friend, as a child. Please let me know if you do this prompt, leave a comment

A random drow walks down a street.

One-shot. Set during post SotS Heliogabalus short story time period. Co-written with Ariel D. Jarlaxle picks up a kitten at a cut-rate price. He and Entreri soon find out there was a reason their new pet came so cheap, and it has to do with magic, a misguided wizard, and a series of unusual deaths around the city.

Rated T for language. Crackfic/Humorfic co-written with Ariel D. Artemis Entreri and Jarlaxle are minding their own business when they are stopped on the street by a self-declared fan of Artemis'.

A poem showing both sides of Drizzt and Artemis's unrequited, sadly un-cannon, love. K because, once again everyone, I'm paranoid!

Joetaro, a young half-elf, is at a low point in his life. An encounter with a dragon leads him to meeting new friends and finding a purpose with the goddess Selune. This is a one-shot origin story of my Oathbound Paladin Joetaro from Neverwinter.

After a few strange dreams about herself, Drizzt and Zaknafein, Vierna starts to realize that she might not be home in Menzoberranzan anymore. But the path out of the Underdark is more dangerous than any Drow, having been told stories about being superior to any other race, could possibly imagine.

We all know the story of Drizzt Do'Urden and his quest to get out from under the shadow of his people. But what if he wasn't alone and had someone who was of the same mind. Meet Caleth Do'Urden and how he and his brother survive the city of spiders and how he becomes the coveted chosen of two members of the Dark Seldarine.

Drizzt and a young Catti-brie spend the day together at Maer Dauldon, and Catti introduces the drow to a very strange pastime.

Próba dopowiedzenia tego, co mogło wydarzyć się w chwili i po śmierci Vierny Do'Urden.

In an audacious bid for power, the Cult of the Dragon seeks to free Tiamat from her prison in the Nine Hells to bring her to the Forgotten Realms. The cult's forces are sweeping from town to town, laying waste to all who oppose them and gathering a hoard of riches for their dread queen. The threat is dire; never before has the need for heroes been as desperate.

Stealing the artifact was easy. Getting away was not. Wounded, friendless, hunted by the enraged minions of a fanatical Cleric, two thieves seek Sanctuary. Night has fallen. No help is coming. Time is running out. (This story takes place one week after the events in "Training Day". Not Beta-read. Hope you enjoy. Constructive criticism is welcome.)

A challenge prompt I came across somewhere. This was actually written before A Winter Journey and when I started to write that fic I originally planned to put it in there, but ended up writing a new scene. You'll probably notice they are related.

So there was this site with the writing challenge 'role reversal'. So I decided to try. Just for myself, with no intention to ever show it to anyone. Accordingly this is sloppy in many ways, I didn't do all the research I should ...

Just a little scene with Elaith and Danilo

Sort of sequel to Lady Cassandra's Fears; Some people liked little Arun and wanted to know more of him. And I found some challenge prompts.

It just had to happen, simply because Cassandra fears it so much.

For a challenge even though I never actually participated in it. I just tried to keep up with it inofficially for a while to keep myself writing.

Written for Juletide 2012. This was a false start on my assignment. Elaith's thoughts about Danilo.

Written for Juletide 2012. This ... ran away with me. A story about Elaith and Danilo was apparently exactly what I'd been aching to write at the time, even though I didn't realise it until I started writing.

Written for Yuletide 2016. Arilyn and Danilo investigate a mysterious gate with unexpected results.

Shinscale Ghaiti is a young tiefling who recently moved to Neverwinter. An encounter with bullies leads to him meeting Thalas Deachron and training at the Academy to become a boxer.

Sequel to Fine Print. Separated from her lover by the twists and turns of fate, Alystin has finally healed enough to search for what she treasures the most. Accompanied by faithful allies and a great deal of hope, she plunges into the darkness, knowing full well that survival and return may be impossible. After all, what is love but sacrifice?

AU: Kellindil the elven archer wasn't as dead as Roddy McGristle had thought...Rated T for mention of being buried alive.

Happy Valentine's Day (a day late, a dollar short, as usual). Please enjoy a completely random submission to an old and long altered story you have yet to see. [Old: An obnoxious little cretin, and how he got that way. A Drow flung into some of the most precariously tumultuous of situations is forced to understand everything he doesn't want to. Original characters, give it a shot!]