Wulver storie

This series was started a few years ago by my older cousin (rest her soul). I really Wanted to do something in her memory, so I thought I'd re-vamp the story line a little and post it when it's ready. What happens when Ryder Peterson meets a large wolf; in a remote rocky outcrop, in the middle of Dartmoor, England? Could he be the one to help her uncover her family's dark secret? When they become friends will they prosper? or will it all end in ruin? Will Peter Peterson betray his sister? or will he follow in her tracks? and who's the dark haired stranger in Ryder's visions? keep up with the series to find out!

Folktales and stories are not all lies crafted to deceive, they often carry important truths and lessons. So when one of his sister's old stories seems to actually hold some truth, Ari must finally face the creature that terrified him in his childhood. What will happen when man and monster meet?

Ryder Peterson is just an ordinary seventeen year old girl on the outside, but what happens when a mysterious young man turns up in her life? When the two take a trip across Britain, will they face the danger together and tough it out until the end? Or will trouble cloud their relationship until it tears them apart?

William lived a quiet life hunting and fishing to provide for his village, until one day he comes back from a hunt to find his entire village destroyed and all those he cared for murdered. As he sets out on a path of vengeance in a world that thinks he is a monster, he is joined by an odd Tabaxi ranger who spent too many years lost in the feywild and a kleptomaniac astral elf monk. With this group of oddballs, things are bound to get out of hand. This story is a transcription of my first D&D campaign. As it is an ongoing campaign, updates may be slow. DISCLAIMER: I take no responsibility for the actions of characters other than William as I do not control them. This story is written with full consent and permission of the other players.

I decided to change the title of the story from 'Doctor Who' to 'The Gallifreyan.' This is due to the dislike a lot of fans now seem to have for 'Dr Who' and I cant allow my work to be associated with the words 'Doctor' and 'Who'. Marion and Aster find themselves on the outskirts of a small Scottish medieval village shadowed by the valleys heights. A dark thick forest walls the village in as the village residents tremble on the edge of a small lake where no man will venture and where no one will talk about those that go missing. A note on my story about a Gallifreyan: I wanted to write a new type of story that we don't usually see or read about (not to my knowledge anyways) a Gallifreyan that isn't afraid and understands you and I also wanted to give him a personal name, Marion. Marion is a Gallifreyan that lived Millions of years before the 'Doctor Who' you see on TV. A note on Gallifrey: The Gallifrey in this story is lush and beautiful like a paradise, and very technologically advanced, not the broken one you see on the TV. Gallifrey is in it's first Era. An Era could last millions of years. If you notice any mistakes in the story please do point this out to me. I do value everyone's help.