Just a guy wondering where Gondor was when the Westfold fell
I’m also a writer with over half a decade of professional experience.
I’ve tackled film, books, games, ads, and news - all while retaining most of my sanity.
Film shaped my dialogue. Stuff’s proper authentic and genuine, now. Real conversational like.
Books helped me structure larger projects. Now I can bonk people on the head when they come to me with ideas that “won’t change much” in the narrative.
Games showed me what happens when people from different artistic backgrounds work together and it will remain the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
Ads taught me brevity. News gave me PTSD.
So come say hello! I’m happy to provide all the words for whatever project you’ve got going on.
When a pantheon of gods command universes of their own, one who tires of his infinite godhood seeks a permanent end, a cataclysm that would undo the fabrics of both creation and gods alike. Jaded mercenaries Xyla and Aelred have little they care for, motivated solely by the hunt for the next job. Becoming players in the fight for the future of all existence wasn't what they had in mind, but it's something to do. Thrown from their own universe alongside a dark-minded princess, they'll need to navigate the labyrinth of space and time to spank a god and restore some order before it's too late. Some introspective moments may occur along the way, but that's whatever.
