a fantasy adventure series by D.R. Casselman
Escape to the land of Narda
Book One: Road to Andolan
In Road to Andolan, join Eathelon and his brave companions on their challenging journey through this land, inhabited by giant Northmen, Lit’ls, an evil King and his treacherous forces, as well as exotic creatures such as Fyrcaats, Baerwolffs, Sinter Hawks, and more, in their adventurous and, at times, harrowing, quest to find the missing Seeing Stones and to restore their homeland to its former glory.
An excerpt from Road to Andolan
Eathelon ordered Tomas down to the deck, as a sudden squall erupted into a wild, churning maelstrom. The crew had little time to react, as the squall unleashed its fury upon them. They all scrambled to meet it head-on as best they could.
A gust of gale-force wind, filled with rain and seawater, hit the ship hard on the starboard side and it listed to port, sending Marchal sliding into the rail.
Eathelon helped Tomas down from the rigging, as Palo tightened his grip on the wheel and
lightning struck all around them. Waves and wind pounded the ship from every direction.
“Hold on!” Eathelon called out, as Tomas landed with a thud on the deck and grabbed for the rail.
The small crew worked furiously to keep the Sirine afloat, as the tempest tossed it about like a toy ship. Eathelon could not help wondering if he’d somehow made an error in his course calculation. Or, perhaps an error existed in his charts? But in truth, the tempest had driven them off course to a place where the Westmost Sea and Southern Sea collide, and there, they found themselves caught in the grip of the stronger Southern Sea current, and the storm unleashed its full fury upon them.
“Hard to port!” Eathelon yelled to Palo over the howling wind.
Palo turned the wheel with all of his might, but even the strong Maagi warrior struggled to handle the ship.
“Tomas, Marchal, over here!” Eathelon barked. “Get the mainsail down!”
A wave washed over the starboard side and sent them all crashing into the rail.
“Hold on!” yelled Eathelon.
The three men worked frantically to get the mainsail down, as the wind threatened to rip it to shreds. Ship and crew were thrust atop mountainous waves and into watery valleys over and over again, and before they could get the mainsail down, the gale-force winds ripped it away and the Sirine floundered.
The killing storm had come out of nowhere and Eathelon knew the Eldarin ships of old must have been sunk by one just like it.
Map of the continent of Narda
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