Hi there, so, if you’re reading this it means you are probably reading crawl, which is great. I love that about you. But I need to apologise, the last Ep took me ages to get out, there were multiple reasons, a great visit from my son, followed by nightshifts amongst…
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CRAWL EP6 – Keep on swinging
His sword arm was numb, every movement sending lightning bolts of pain through his shoulder, but somehow, it kept moving. As if the limb itself was haunted, a ghost of himself, fighting to the last to protect his friends. Teeth clenched in a rictus grin, Antios swung again. The impact…
CRAWL EP5 – Reflections in the dark.
Quink stepped down quietly onto the cavern floor. The darkness was thick like tar, her hand, outstretched before her, was only visible when she brought it up close to her face. Here, there were no more rooms of carved stone, bright flickering torches in sconces that reflected a warming light…
CRAWL EP3 – Floor 2.2
Wrapped in shadow, safe in the silence of her muffled steps, Havia scoured the corridors nearby. Eventually she was far enough away that the smell of burned spider had dissipated. Creeping from shadow to shadow was tiring, her heart thundered in her ears as she leaned against a cold, well-masoned,…
CRAWL EP2 – Floor 2?
Utig charged forward, a whirlwind of axe blades and profanities, careening from the walls as he hurled himself at the swarm of spiders that had descended upon them. “I fucking, hate, spiders.” He yelled, his axe a blur as he cleaved the creatures in two. With an average size of…
CRAWL EP1 – First floor?
Antios sat with his back to the cold stone wall, sharpening his sword. The sputtering from the tar-soaked torches in their sconces was an almost serene distraction from the clicking and muttering that emanated from Havia, hunched over in front of the chest on the far side of the chamber….