allir reach

Belts and buckles slapped and tinked as Garrod shook the strips of tattered leather sack that had been left behind by whatever had come and ripped through his campsite. “I should have tied it up in a tree,” he muttered to himself, and tossed the scrap to the ground. Silver morning mist swirled...

Wherever you arrive they will praise your deeds. When you have left, and when the darkness falls, those deeds will be undone. Six miles from the town of Orrenfal Gannis tugged each finger of his leather glove in turn before pulling it off. He dipped bare fingers into the scratch marks and...

Pale brown eyes narrowed as they peered through the forest at the slow movement of brigands at rest, their hands busied with dice and drink, the hunched, cloaked figures collecting what warmth was cast out from the central firepit of the makeshift camp. They huddled and slowly moved about...

Close to the heart of the Allir Reach rests a field of wild flowers. Flowers in the shape of bells with a range of colors rivaled only by the rainbow. Flowers that make potent medical herbs and potions. And in the middle of this field of flowers is a great monument of a gracious king holding up...

Not all faerie business happened deep in the faewilds, far from the sight of mortal eyes. Every day, all across Arethil, the secret lives of the fae unfolded just beyond the veil of glamour, right underfoot of mortals from Amol-Kalit to the Eretejva Tundra. Very few were aware that the fae had...

Knowledge was precious to nagas. They lived short lives but ones not selfish to one another; nagas always passed down their knowledge. They’d teach one another, the best of nagas passing on the best they know to make the next generation even better, smarter, more skilled. They were efficient...

Sunset glowed in the sky above Allir's rolling fields. With the portal stone still a day away, it was high time Lechies and Dakota started considering their evening plans. Lechies wouldn't have minded camping again, but Dakota argued that there was no good reason for them to have to rest their...

15th day of Young Grass, 368. I've been told keeping a book on yourself is a good pastime, and a good way to record your experiences. I'd say my memory does the job fine, but I got a rattling purse and a wild hair in the town I just passed through, so here I am, telling a book what I think. I...

He'd been riding in the direction of the forest for about a half an hour before he noticed the line of a wall, and the outline of a building. It wasn't all around atypical to see lodging in the woods, having seen his fair share of hunting cabins. However this one wasn't made of hewn logs...

The woman lay dead in the road amidst the downpour. Her flesh was shriveled, pale, body drained and face left frozen in a horrific visage of fear. There were two fang marks in her neck, and a river of blood left to run out upon the hardpacked dirt and the splashing rain. Herr Heike Eisen stared...

Grayshore The Allir Reach Early Morning The Sayve River had soured. Weeks ago the Dragon had completed a ritual to befoul the waters causing them to run black with decay and necrosis. The Dark Magic instilled in the waters of the sayve caused sickness where it spread, it could kill the weak...

The Dragon, Geladryx has plans to to attack the town of Grayshore in the Allir Reach with the Orc's that have rallied to him. Depending on how the battle goes the Dragon plans to expand his domain and the domain of the Orcs following him into the Allir Reach which could limit the influence of...

Eastern Sayve River Outskirts of the Spine, near the border of the Allir Reach The Uz Moddad had come to the banks of the river. The Orcs numbered at least two-score, herding captives from various raids conducted in the Spine and the outskirts of the Allir Reach where the Orcs had ambushed...

Eastern Allir Reach transitioning into the Spine The Ironwood, as it was known existed on the outskirts where the Allir Reach transformed into the Spine. The Trees were old here, tall and towering they loomed imperiously over the land existing beneath a canopy of evergreen. On a good day...

"Tell me your name!" Heike said. Her words desperate and pleading. She was crouched down in the snow and the palms of her clawed hands were pressed down on the dying man's shoulders. An empty vial of coagulating salve lay next to Heike's feet. Around them the snow continued to gently fall in the...

Jazat, as a rule, didn't dislike anyone really because he never saw anything he did as being personal on any real level. It wasn't personal when he killed someone as a mercenary because he was just doing a job; it was personal for whoever had hired him to do the killing, sure, but what did that...

The Allir Reach was not somewhere Alexios actually liked to spend time if he was honest with himself. There was just something about the area that felt off to him. Threats both mundane and not in equal measure and a ranger/police force that was second to almost none and yet... mercenaries like...

'Twas a splendid day. Gorgeous, in fact. Why, the sun was out and the Reach was in the beautiful bloom of vibrant green and the blue of the sky and of the stream matched perfectly. And, oh yes, another raid pulled off to perfection. Well, so long as one plays loosely with the strictness of the...

Greetings good folk! I am thinking ahead in terms of the direction I wish for this Character to go, and being fresh to Chronicles I'm hoping to find the right Environment/Group/Guild for him. I've got the basics in my head, but that's about it. Here's a rough idea: Starting out in Allir...

Hello there, Thought I'd probe for any interest in an Arm Wrestling Tournament in the Allir Reach. I've thought about creating some lore based around a town or village in the Reach that hosts an annual tournament drawing in competitors from surrounding communities and anyone else who may be in...