Pick a premise
Every premise is a painting and a cast with one seat for you. Or write your own: give the narrator a seed and a cast, and it does the rest.
The City Under Saltmere
The deepest shaft in Saltmere broke through into a city that was sealed on purpose.
The Queen's Cartographers
The queen wants the borderlands mapped by midsummer. The borderlands do not want to be mapped.
The Dragon Sitter
Mind the egg for one week, the dragon said. It hatched on the first morning.
Bloodline
The old prince of the night court has finally died, and every knife in the house is looking for the heir.
The Free Company
Two hundred sellswords, four months unpaid, and an employer who just lost the war.
The Queen's Taster
Three tasters have died this year. The fourth has decided to find out why before the next banquet.
Small Gods of Ferrow Street
On Ferrow Street the gods are small, forgotten and broke, and one of them has just gone missing.
The Siege of Ardmor
The last fortress of the Vale has walls, water and forty days of grain, and the army outside has all the time in the world.