alliances

"Peonies or orchids?" The question came to Orissa as she marvelled at the fitting of dragon armour on her Ransa dragon, a gift recieved this morning at the Royal Palace. It had been fashioned in the smith's style, but complimented well with the blues, greens, and purples of Pixaelys. Orissa...

Tyr - The Old Ekren Palace Tal had always loved a good party. It had been one of the primary reasons why his father had so despised him before his exile. He'd a constant need for activity of some sort, never able to remain quiet, never staying put. He had enjoyed the night life of Tyr more...

Rou had ran for her life, her last job gone terribly wrong she needed to flee. Bleeding and tired eventually she found herself in the dense forest outside of Alliria. The sun had set and finally, she felt safe...well as safe as one could feel after escaping near death. All she had on her...

Flint was having a terrible day. He'd been travelling towards Alliria for an upcoming festival, having borrowed a capable steed to make the journey. It had started out as a fine day, with the sun occasionally creeping out from between a myriad of fluffy clouds. The wind swept the barber's hair...

This was unfamiliar land. The lush lands of the Spring Court had been Razareal's home for many years now, longer than was worth remembering. The Sidhe had arrived in the forests of Falwood an outcast whose own kind saw no use for him, had shunned and rejected his existence because of his blood...

Nestled West of the Gulf of Ryt sat Route, a Kingdom growing fast under its new rule. But with a new monarch comes new problems. Not even a year after her coronation, the Routen Council sits on the now queen, Esmeralda Sophia Le Roux I ' throat as to her next political moves and the ways...

Divina Rosenstern prided herself on many things. Her wealth, her affluence, even the associates she knew. All of them, money-grubbing, hungry for power or for her name. The Black Widow, oh yes, they were so creative with their names weren't they. Saying sweet words to her face and sniggering as...

The Spine was an immense structure of Espressa, towering over the entire continent with pride unparalleled in all of Arethil. Its peaks pierced the sky like ice-capped spearheads which glinted majestically in the suns rising, setting, and all moments between. Mountainsides slopped down into deep...