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Thelios Arrives Alcazar Thelios had no walls. It was a common story told to travelers, and it was true. But in reality, it did have walls. It had a wall made of flesh and steel. No raider, no army, no marching forces had come close to taking the city. It had a distinct advantage of being on a...

A single rider, blue cloak and distinct spear, came thundering across. Mercenaries and Imperial Soldiers gave it a wide birth- they knew to avoid the envoy from Thelios. The envoy had been observing for quite some time, and the soldiers of the Empire had grown accustom to the frowning soldier...

The lands of Thelios were far. But they were not outside the sphere of influence of the world events. The prosperity of their nation, depended on the stability of their neighbors, in truth. While they could do well on their own, and certainly survive- It was much more favorable to be...

The Athallian band was set on by a different party altogether- although, in the daylight, it was difficult to sneak or take the enemy by surprise. Hooves and shouts, commands and orders. The Athallians dismounted their horses- some of them, at least. Others began to get into formation, rigid...

Thelios was not far from where a string of raids had taken people, and reportedly, dumped them into mass graves. Thelios, ever worried about it's borders, it's trade- and being good neighbors, sent none other than Aratus to conduct a sort of diplomatic mission. That being, to return with the...

SUBFLOOR 1 The beast had him cornered, gnawing and gnashing, mandibles clicking at what they could reach. But an iron will and a steel shield kept it at bay- and Aratus kept slinking back into the narrower passage, until his shield was scraping the walls. He smirked, and rotated the shield to...

A creature of great height, great terror and great ugliness crept from the darkness, clicking it's mandibles and it's many legs in front of Aratus. Aratus never did like bugs. The mandibles came at him, striking at his heavy shield. Wood and iron kept the beast at bay- but a sword catching...

The smoke obscured his vision, but not his resolve. He had operating in the fog many times- Thelios, after all was built on the coast. Many times there were mornings that dense fog rolled in and did not dissipate until well into the mid-afternoon. So he wasn't too terribly bothered by the smoke...

Aratus was a man of action, of principle, of discipline and most importantly- honor. And honor was to be claimed, glory to be seized. It was in the interest of his nation that he was here, participating. Winning may have been the goal- but the optics of simply participating was enough. He wore...

As one of important standing within his community- and so close to Elbion, Thelios sent Aratus Seldomus- one of their finer warriors and emissaries, along with several archaeologists and scholars that happened to be visiting Thelios to this popular expedition. Aratus hated it. Aratus did not...

Aratus rose to a stand, narrowing his eyes at Cloudburst. "My people despise most people in these lands. You say 80 words when ten will do." He crossed his arms as well, his biceps filling out the thin cotton shirt he had over his torso. "I have no vested interest in the who. The why, is...

Aratus didn't move from his chair while the three of them spoke, or at the least, made some form of ice magic with their hands. Crossing the room to cut down the one with the bow would be easy, but the halfling and the mage could probably get him in the rush. Not withstanding if the mage...

Twelve paces. Three assailants. Armed. One of them cursed. They weren't supposed to be here. He examined them physically. Small, lean. But there was a stark contrast to them and himself. He was toned, tanned. He spent his life hardening his body, training relentlessly. He was an apex...

Much to the chagrin to the guards, Aratus made his way to the study. The soldier from Thelios had caused quite a stir already, with his appearance and demeanor alone, but now- barging past a scene of a murder, and into it- even. Priests and Holy men, those who made a living out of being...

"Mr... Saldeenous?" Aratus turned his head to the servant, narrowing his eyes. He told him with a look alone that in fact, he had gotten his name entirely wrong. "I'm afraid the Duke cannot meet with you today regarding the trade matters, or the investment your wonderful-" Aratus rose to a...