The street was bustling. Bells and drums competed with the yelling of adults and children alike. The scent of fresh cheese mixed with clean wool and charchoal. A soft yet chilly breeze cooling the otherwise heat of bodies. Colors of all kinds waving about from flags to clothes to wagon tops...
Bertram loved this time of year! Gifts got exchanged amongst complete strangers thanks to that big catbird that carried them off and delivered them to others for you. It was a time of peace and love. He could use more of that. Even with his home being away from all the violence of the constant...
Last Origin Haloshooter
Just to tell you where he is roughly, his region is along the western shores of the Allirian Strait south of the kingdom of Oban. Being between Oban and Alliria is why the lords are constantly fighting as it is a high trafficked area for trade even with the chaos they...
Last Origin well I got this guy here who is a yeoman farmer that use to be a scholar/engineer working for a now dead lord as a conscript soldier. His region is pretty much always in a state of war as the local lords conflict over who owns the port cities. There is a feudal system in place (duh...
"What do you mean the price dropped?" Bertram was frowning. Arms were crossed in front of his chest. His question was rhetorical and both knew it.
"Means the price dropped." The merchant was sitting behind his desk doing his best to look at his paperwork and not the fellow human, Bertram...
This site uses cookies to help personalise content, tailor your experience and to keep you logged in if you register.
By continuing to use this site, you are consenting to our use of cookies.