allir reach

  1. Dante L Damasque

    Private Tales Tit for tat

    Early Winter, 373 In the North Eastern Allir Reach, The town of Viyantil, West of the Grand Lake Brullyrd A silvery curtain of mist swirled about the streets of Viyantil, a cold that clung to a person and sank down into their bones. It was of no help then, that the grey sky seemed near...
  2. Asta

    Private Tales A Swim In A Pond In The Rain

    “I ain’t lyin’, Anna!” “Asta.” The woman corrected. Really, one would think that someone would learn to the name of a person carrying a giant battle axe on their back, but Otto was the sort of old man who couldn’t remember a name much less a face. It made his story about the were-weasels highly...
  3. Vilen Blackhart

    Private Tales Far From the Tree

    A track road in the Allir Reach, sometime in the past... Along the edge of the wagon-rutted road, on the other side of a half-rotted fence, stood a gnarled old apple tree. It was one of the few landmarks of note, in a countryside otherwise dominated by thickets and barley fields. Small, yellow...
  4. Dante L Damasque

    Fable - Ask Unscrupulous Understandings

    The Cat's Whisker Inn, at the eastern edge of the Allir Reach A pound of flesh and bone against old worn wood. A clatter of tin cups, and a splash of drink that sprayed across old dyed robes of purple, "Then we have no deal, Master Ahronov, it is as simple as that," Ahronov sat across from the...
  5. Quintus Vexion

    Quest The Darkness In Our Hearts

    He'd stood before the Allirian Council, his energy radiating like a second sun in the Allir Keep. When the corpses of the little girls from the slums were shown to him, it compelled him to act. Despite his body being weak from previous use, Quintus had stood before his peers in the armor of his...
  6. Sigurd Ulfson

    Fable - Ask Inch By Inch, Mile by Mile

    The table before him had more empty mugs than he cared to count. The sun was blazing in the Allir Reach that day and even his tent did little to keep the sun away. He sat talking to himself as he always did. Smart men with weak arms liked to say that it was a sign that his mind was sharp. That...
  7. Kristen Pirian

    Private Tales The Beast Within

    "Deliver the Whispering Dark to me..." said Khorvayne, the sorceress who had charmed her way into One-Horn's camp and gained a delightful audience with him. Her hand reached up and gently brushed the underside of the minotaur's chin. "...and I shall see you...richly...rewarded." Suggestions of...
  8. Douglas Haley

    Fate - First Reply A Caravan Asunder

    Allir Reach Douglas had lost everything so many times it had become the story of his life - a criminal in Elbion after his reported murder of Eimur Emisol , his failure as a mercenary captain during the siege of Alcazar, along with his monumental destruction of a large portion of the city. All...
  9. Asta

    Fate - First Reply Finding Danger Before it Finds You

    [cred] The twilight sky brought everything beneath it in soft hues of blue and violets. Pneria, thank Kress, still had days before it would turn round and full with it’s ethereal blue light. The plans had given way to more of the rocky and expanses of mountain that were usually tied visually to...
  10. Cato

    Private Tales Baker's Dozen

    "...And I got no fucking reason to care do I?" Cato barked back at the nearest guard. The whole lot of them were bloody amateurs at best. Shouldn't have expected much with this sort of pay. He may have been a Blackshield captain but times were tough; whores weren't as cheap as they used to be...
  11. N'aschi Kona

    Fate - First Reply An Afternoon Snack

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  12. Askandr Korotkov Stryzga

    Private Tales A Wild Hunt

    Hunting never was clean. By its very essence, it could never be the gentleman's sport nobles made it out to be. Hunting was instinctual, primal. One could dress it in gold and sash it with regal composure, but it was and still is animalistic at its depths. Askandr knew of this, a fact of life...
  13. Askandr Korotkov Stryzga

    Open Chronicles Blood and Burdens

    The night air loomed beneath the moon with an ominous mist, twisting against the thick trees of a small forest in the Allir Reach. It was late, a time when decent farm folk would never dare to walk the lands. And they knew why. There, in a forest clearing, laid a campsite, a tent that crumpled...
  14. Dauner

    Open Chronicles Of Broken Swords and Shattered Shields

    Sovereignty Castle Outer Walls *CRASH* A loud noise echoed through the Sovereignty Castle as yet another rock came crashing into the walls. The noise was drowned out by those of soldiers manning the walls. The ballistas on the walls were actively firing at the besiegers, together with the...
  15. Pim

    Completed The Curse of the Noggobbler

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  16. Dauner

    LFG Of Broken Swords and Shattered Shields

    The enemy is at our gates! 5000 Kodan troops besiege Sovereignty Castle, cutting off its contact with the outside world. 5000 more march to reinforce the besieging army, and mount a decisive assault on the fortress. The 1000 troops of the Sovereign Order sits within the fortress, ready to defend...
  17. Viego

    Private Tales Griefmaker

    The inhospitable and frigid winter air was unrelenting and oppressive at this height. It kept Viego wide eyed. Although a boon at this time of night, he vehemently despised its intrusive behavior. He knew this was the worst possible time to take a job, yet he did it anyway. The man residing...
  18. Quintus Vexion

    Letters The wise lord...

    To Lady Batahlia, I hope this letter finds you in good health and that the Celestials have blessed you with their grace. Word has reached my ear that your Lord Father is in bad health. I ask that you give him my kindest regards. My own father had grown quite fond of him during one of his tours...
  19. The Pilgrim

    Fable - Ask The Hand of Flame

    It trudged along the wide, cart-worn path, a mass of shifting black cloth beneath a large and heavy burden. The being known only as "the Pilgrim" was pitiful to behold: bent over, dragging each footstep, seeming as though the weight of his pack would crush him at any moment. Despite the pain of...
  20. Shiloh Albright

    Open Chronicles We Are All the Same in the Dark

    [art cred] “N-no please, don’t come closer!” Scrabbling away into the corner of the alley, Shiloh could faintly hear the push of long oars through gentle waters. She could hear birds cooing and cawing, people whistling or murmuring. Meanwhile, the frail woman had pressed her clammy palms firmly...