Owin #12 — The cellar
Check out the start of the series. Owin’s face remained expressionless despite the terror in his chest. He had just assaulted soldiers and servants of one of the Lords of the city of Rhyl because he thought he read the…
Owin #11 — Trouble in the dining room
Check out the start of the series. Owin’s mind raced as he sat in what he assumed was the servants dining room. A small table that seated six sat in the middle of the nondescript room. The rectangular wooden surface…
Owin #10 — Gwen’s Missing
Check out the start of the series. Owin did not have trouble turning the four small pieces of silver into coins. He of course received less than the silver was worth, but the high quality silver netted Gwen a dozen…
Owin #9 — What can you get for a spoon?
Check out the start of the series. “Owin, it’s been a while.” Randal’s big arms stretched the fabric of his sweat-soaked shirt. Behind him a pair of thick apprentices worked like a machine, pounding their hammers against a piece of…
Owin #8 — Gwen has something to sell
Check out the start of the series. “Yes, Sir,” Gwen said as she curtsied before the Steward. “I was sent to fetch a pitcher of water for Lord Timmy.” “Timmy is but a boy, he is not yet a lord.”…
Owin #7 — A place to store the goods
Check out the start of the series. Owin woke late in the morning. Debris filled the room around him and the odor held a sickly sweetness. As far as he could tell, no one else had entered the room in…
Owin #6 — What’s in the Crates?
Check out the start of the series. Owin glanced once more toward the door leading into the small room. He assumed it contained guards, but fortunately, the door remained shut. Carefully, he gathered the loose end of his rope that…
Owin #5 — The Warehouse
Check out the start of the series. Owin remained true to his word and avoided stealing for the next two days. That commitment came more from the fact that he felt too sore to engage in any risky activities than…
Owin #4 — The Same Argument
Check out the start of the series. Owin watched Elsin from where he was sitting. Despite the fresh application of ointment on her hands, he could see her pained movements as the cracks and blisters that covered her raw fingers…
Owin #3 — What’s For Dinner
Check out the start of the series. By the time Owin had walked to the northern side of the port city of Rhyl, his face really hurt. He did not own any polished steel or silver to examine the injuries…
