Recent content by Afanas

Akiza Sonshal From amidst the crowd, a chilling silence spread as a figure stepped forward. He emerged slowly, each footfall echoing ominously. Pale and gaunt, with a grotesque, almost corpse-like complexion stretched tight over sharp bone, the man commanded instant attention. His eyes...

Afanas listened to the story, even though he knew next to nothing about Gild besides its rough geographical location and the fact its inhabitants had a bone to pick with magic and magic users. He eyed the bloodstone for a small moment, then King Jürgen, followed by Akiza. He shook his head with...

Aristeia Darke “Maybe,” he said, “but don’t mistake imperfection for impossibility.” “Peace doesn’t need to be pure to be real. It just needs to be chosen—again and again. Zealots may cling to their righteousness, but that doesn’t make them the rule. It just makes them loud." He picked up a...

"I fear neither of us will see my father anytime soon, your grace. He's in Malakath at the moment, undoubtedly in the process of repossessing one of our kind's ancestral haunts." Afanas bowed out, sauntering away until he was a dozen feet behind Akiza. He offered the lithe woman a friendly...

Medja For once, his expression cracked—not into the usual smirk or thoughtful frown, but into something uncharacteristically warm. His eyes widened first, surprise flickering across his usually impassive face, and then, suddenly, he laughed. It was a rich, melodic sound, deep and resonant...

Akiza Sonshal Afanas stood tall and resolute, feet shoulder-width apart in a posture of firm grounding—rooted like an oak. He allowed his left hand to rest over his heart. Holding his head high, he'd fix the King with a sharp, unwavering stare. "Most solemnly and with full awareness of the...

Akiza Sonshal Afanas stood perfectly still, shoulders slightly slumped. His chest rose slowly as he drew in a deep breath, then he exhaled it with a long, drawn-out sigh. The sound escaped his lips like the wind brushing through dry leaves—soft, weary, and heavy with unspoken thoughts. His...

Aristeia Darke He looked at her hard and long before closing his eyes and letting out a small huff. "I did. I'll protect this city. Unify all of Allir reach under a single banner. Purge the trading routes of bandits and monsters and beasts turned bold." A flicker of recognition crossed his...

Underrealm idea sounds good, but also.... ...another interdimensional invasion?

Aristeia Darke "I am...was, a sellsword. Sellswords seldom get to make friends, much less keep them." "When you live by the blade, everything's temporary. The job, the road, the faces. One day you’re fighting beside someone, sharing bread and bad jokes… next day, they’re dead, having bled out...

Aristeia Darke Afanas hummed, pressing one clawed fingertip against his chiseled chin. His digits didn't move; they didn't fidget. His eyes, dark as they were, appeared unfocused and almost eerily tranquil. His chestnut-colored, wavy hair tumbled down over his shoulders, partially hiding the...

"It is true that I'm in King Jürgen's good graces, and it is by said graces that I am allowed to command three thousand of his finest knights, but I digress. I am no Reikhurstan noble, not formally, at least." Afanas finally rose to his full, towering height, muscles rippling to life beneath...

Medja With a groan of rusted hinges and the scrape of stone against stone, the lid began to shift. A sudden chill spilled into the room as a fel wind swept through the bejeweled chamber. The ancient seal cracked open, and the sarcophagus exhaled a gust of cold, stale air. Inside lay a man...

Medja A cold wind stired the dunes beneath a sky heavy with stars as the moon cast a silver glow across the sprawling landscape. In the darkness, a line of sand elves moved in silence, their silhouettes rippling like ghosts across the sand-encrusted ground. The only sound was the soft crunch...

Aristeia Darke "Of course we do, but age isn’t entirely relative for us. By my people’s standards, I’m barely considered an adult—more like an older adolescent. My father, on the other hand, is regarded as an elder. He’s held that title since the Age of Wonders, long before either of us was...