A short story set in the Rifts RPG; my take on the post-Tolkeen efforts for a controversial hero of the Coalition.

A birch tree erupted from the ground in their midst, roots shooting out like enlivened serpents, shrouded in an explosive cloud of earth...

“Arbors are what she is calling them,” Erik explained, the flames of their communal fire illuminating his worried expression....

The alarm pinged in her ear, forcing her awake from a troubled sleep. She groaned as she rolled out of her cot, slipping her boots on and...