Winner of the Golden Apple Bard's award

Pythia: Outstanding Author in 2000


The Spoils of War. Pythia
The Harpy has been content to live alone on her mountain, away from the temptations of her savage nature. But when Hercules and Iolaus track a warlord to the village that lies in her mountain's shadow, she is drawn by the sounds of their battle. And she has a god given right to choose her prize from among those who are victorious ...
The Old Woman, the Otterkin, and the Eagle's Child. Pythia
Her name is Kirkell, wise woman of the folk and keeper of the old secrets. And she has a story to tell ...
You Must Remember This. Pythia
Iolaus is happily married to Ania, and settled down to the life of a farmer. He should be enjoying the benefits of married life. So why are his honeymoon nights disturbed by an unsettling dream - one in which he dies?
Bound by his Brother's Heart. Pythia
It's been a long winter. There's still no sign of spring - and the oldest Goddess of all is demanding her ancient sacrifice in payment for its return. But what would that have to do with Hercules and his family? Or his best friend, who's lived with winter in his soul ever since the death of his son?
The Shieldbearer's Gift. Pythia
The shield bearer's gift is always a gift of the heart. Few earn the right to it. Fewer still have the strength to give it ...
Fireside Reflections Pythia
He's not my Hercules ...
Gifts of the Gods Pythia Demeter has asked her nephew to do her a little favour - deliver a gift to the people of the Hebris valley. Hercules is happy to oblige and Iolaus is looking forward to a few days fishing. They should know better ...

Bardic Challenges

The Gold Apple Bards are regularly set challenges, asking them to write tales that meet set parameters - an opening line, a list of items, maybe a missing scene or two.

Here are a few responses to those challenges. Some of them prove a lot harder than others!

(For more challenge responses, check out the contents of the extensiveIolausian library)

 

Lessons. Pythia
Every poet and would be bard should know their alphabet - and so should a warrior's child!
Falling on your feet. Pythia When you're in trouble, what you need is a hero ...
One Thing Just Leads to Another. Pythia 'There's a perfectly logical explanation for all of this ...'
I'll be Home for Solstice. Pythia 'I think we’re in for an interesting tale over supper …'
Choices. Pythia 'There is no easy path leading out of life, and few are the easy ones that lie within it’
Jumping to Conclusions Pythia Even Heroes can disagree on some things. Like what to wear. What to have for dinner. And where to stay the night ...
On Ice Pythia

'There were frost burns on the back of one hand, and a fresh abrasion on his right cheek – and other than that we had a man in perfect health and perfect physical condition. Who’d apparently been dead for two and half millennia ...'

A Taste of Honey Pythia For once, it was all Alcmene's fault ...
Careers Day At the Academy Pythia It's Career's day at the Academy just outside Corinth - and Jason has invited a very special keynote speaker.
Once upon a Trying Time Pythia It's not easy being green. The webbed feet don't help much either.
The Race Pythia It's the final event in the World Mythic Games. And it's anyone's race ...


Pythia

Death is not necessarily a career ending experience
Especially if your name happens to be Iolaus ...

This is a personal take on what should have happened in season six.

Particularly given the events we saw in 'Revelations'

Part one:

Heaven must be missing an Angel


Art by Regina

 

A Long Sea Crossing

(Warning:
This is a story set in the Buffy universe. Hercules and Iolaus play an important part in it - but it isn't about them. Not really. Nor is it a tale for the faint hearted. Under 16s need not apply.

All that having been said, if you like my work, then you might appreciate this.)

Some things are eternal.
Like the balance between life and death, the battle between good and evil
In a world where even the Slayer struggles to find the light, that balance teeters on a knife edge.
But the gods abide - and there are angels watching over us.
One of them, at least ...

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