Recent content by Yøren

Yøren listened to Rosebury’s tales enthralled. When the man sung, he longed to add his own voice in harmony. On occasion, when Rosebury seemed too focused on the journey to mind, sight seeing or picking his way over the loose stones, he would quietly hum a lower voice, following and embellishing...

‘Coffee.’ It suited Rosebury, he thought, in the same way the robes he’d worn the night before had. Familiar enough to be disarming, but off just enough to keep one guessing. When it became clear that they were to be off, Yøren swung his pack onto his over his shoulders. He had already sorted...

Yøren was still deep within a dream when the morning came. He was at sea, farther out than he had been in the waking world, without a shore in sight. The sky was orange and the cold of winter sea spray carved stinging tracks right through his skin. He was in a small clinker boat, its shellac...

Yøren raised a wry brow at his seemingly sleeping companion. He could feel when he was being condescended to, but was well used to it as this point. It wasn’t worth bickering over to protect his ego. He dusted off and went to speak with the remaining few awake around the fire. It was...

Yøren thankfully managed to restrain his grimace when he heard Rosebury speak of ‘education’. He was plenty learned in what was to be taught in Grenil and the surrounding coastal towns. Unfortunately, it was unlikely his education would be applicable or in the slightest impressive to friends of...

Bets with death were certainly the sort of stories he had been cautioned against as long as he’d lived. In fairy tales, strange beings who walk in on the wind and talk arrogant fools into deals they couldn’t hope to comprehend were as common as children who broke their parents’ rules. Yøren knew...

Yøren blinked a few times in astonishment. He’d asked his question without thought, through the haze of smoke and the fatigue of a long journey long underway and yet far from its end. Now, looking at the… elf? fair-folk of some variety perhaps? the being beside him, he felt somewhat abashed...

Taagi Baara Steppes - a few days’ travel west of Bhathairk After another long day of travel with strangers, Yøren was glad to reach a town. He had joined a loose company of pilgrims and poor travelers moving west. It was quite the mixed crowed, mostly orcs, as one would expect, but he was not...

I am not sure if I am looking in the wrong place, I tried the tag and all the RP threads on the Steppes are closed or from years ago. I am hoping to join an RP there, ideally somewhere along the north coast. I have a character, Yøren, who is traveling there. It would be nice for it to be either...