Barbarian warlord Kizarasunga and pampered Prince Jintu meet face to face for the first time at the negotiation table to end a war that has been raging for decades. Tensions are already high when the Emperor proposes a marriage alliance that he’s certain could solve everything. Needless to say, it doesn’t go over well.
…Or does it?
While neither is interested in a political marriage, both this graceful scholar and ferocious warrior find more common ground than they expect. Is it possible for mortal enemies to join hands before scheming opportunists take advantage of the mounting uncertainty?
Malaya Walters was bitten by a werewolf as a child. After being raised by her human family, she faces the chance to learn what being a werewolf is really like as an adult.
When Wayne reveals her current mission, Shep decides it’s time to put an end to some unfinished business. Leaving behind her beloved flock, she departs on a journey with her rival to the witches’ guild.
Goma, a wayward Orcish soldier, finds herself in Fairmeadow, a commune of pacifists deep in the Cascadian wilderness. Isolation has allowed the commune to thrive in the shadow of a century-long war, but Goma’s arrival brings troubling reminders of the world outside to those who have settled there in search of respite. Fairmeadow’s enigmatic leader, Sanctuary, finds his utopian vision challenged as he struggles to keep the peace. Their self-sufficiency exists on thin margins - margins that threaten to break if Goma cannot learn to live alongside those who she has sworn to fight.
Fairmeadow is a post-epic fantasy drama inspired by the counter-cultural movements of the late 60’s, the landscapes of the Pacific Northwest, and tabletop RPG’s. It’s about the collision of idealism against pragmatism, reckoning with the consequences of dropping out, and trying to make its readers want to go on a hike.
The fates are weaving their yarn, destiny is already decided.
And there's nothing Theodore can do about it.
But when he meets Oliver everything takes a step to the left into uncertainty.
Together they discover the forgotten past and the unwritten future!
And, of course, love.
Bicycle Boy is a post-apocalyptic sci-fi adventure comic by Jackarais.
Our protagonist--a cyborg who calls himself 'Poet'--cannot recall anything before the day he woke up in the middle of the desert, surrounded by corpses.
With no memories, no purpose and no idea what the hell is going on, he sets out to find answers.
Thistle is a masked mage with a mysterious power, an enigmatic past, and, of course, the great burden of Destiny on her shoulders.
She’s chased out of every town with torches and pitchforks when the locals see her face, and is eagerly sought after by a great and terrible figure who defines most of her dark thoughts towards herself. In desperation, she briefly joins up with a small band of Mercenaries, but finds herself swept up in and caught off guard by their loyalty and acceptance.
Who (or what) is Thistle? Where did she come from? Will these unruly, uncultured, rough-around-the-edge fighters be the ones to help Thistle realize her sense of self-worth in time to stop the shadows of her past from overwhelming and consuming the world?
Phantomarine is a spooky-but-sweet fantasy webcomic about a ghostly princess and her perilous journey across a haunted sea, hoping to save her soul from a devious, shapeshifting death god known as the Red Tide King.
Expect all manner of maritime mysteries – monstrous sea creatures, sacred lighthouses, strange afflictions, accursed marauders, feuding gods, grand sea battles, and a heaping helping of humor in-between!
A sequel to Tripping Over You. Milo and Liam have settled into their long-term careers and begun a family. Their lives are uprooted, however, when Milo's baby sister needs a quiet place to heal from a traumatic accident.
When Hawk's brother Emry is killed and his half-sister Liya stolen away by otherworldly soldiers, Hawk is determined to find the only family he has left, no matter what it takes...even if that means crossing a country that wants creatures like him snuffed out.
Liya, meanwhile, finds herself alone on another planet populated by monsters. Full of grief over her lost brothers and anger at the enemy now surrounding her, she struggles to understand this new world she's been forced to take part in--and slowly begins to realize that all the things she thought she knew about it were wrong.
The hooded figure was much shorter than the man, but even so stepped past him easily into the warehouse. They wore not snow boots but work boots and slim jeans, and a large sheathed knife hung from one hip. With them came a creature that came up to their elbow; it was shaped mostly like a large, very smooth dog, but its head had no visible ears or nose. Instead it had grinning eyes and very large, muscular jaws. It wore a collar around its oddly long neck and gave the man an inscrutable look as it passed him.
"What? Why not??" the man demanded, but shut the door behind the hooded figure anyway. "And lemme reidderate: who da hell are you?"
"Aries," the hooded figure answered. They immediately went for the box beside the hangar door that controlled its opening. "There's a Royal Order unit circling the area, y'know. Your buyers were...intercepted."
They hit one of the buttons, and the hangar door began to raise slowly, making a grinding sound as it did.
"I'll be backing my truck in now."
The man untied his apron, looking both annoyed and wary. "Aries," he repeated. "Like da guy in charge of Carmine Isle's branch? Dat Aries."
"Bingo," Aries answered. "I did business with your predecessor, before her tragic accident. Congrats, by the way, on filling the power vacuum," he added, "What a stroke of luck for you."
The man scoffed, but seemed somewhat flattered as he removed his apron.
"Anyways," Aries continued, "I thought I'd introduce myself, and fill you in on our little exclusivity agreement."
Aries's animal, which had been investigating the warehouse floor, now came up beside the man. It looked at him, parted its jaws, and whispered the word 'luck' under its breath. The man barely noticed this.
"What agreement?"