allir reach

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...

Allir Reach, across the river Sayve. Thirty wargs prowled in the long grass, restless and hungry. Atop them sat thirty orcs, girded for war. Khurash surveyed his war band and grunted, proud of what he saw. He raised his bow into the air and let out a whooping cry that silenced the others...

Night had fallen, and Heike wandered into a town of moderate size whose name she did not know and did not see posted on a sign. Rudimentary wooden walls, a small but permanent force of professional guards. This could prove difficult. Risky. But it had to be done, and the night was her ally...

One of the best routes for ambushing caravans and travelers happened to be the route between Alliria and that sparkling new portal stone in the Reach that popped up after the dreadful Pandemonium crisis. Ah yes, there were plenty of smaller parties venturing out toward the stone, plenty that...

Rolling green hills in the Allir Reach. A clearing. And a lone tree near the center of this clearing, ringed by the temperate forest. She lay on her back in the grass. Her body in the shade of the lone tree, all save for her left arm. There on it a small slashing tear in the cloth wraps...

A village outside of the reach's main walls met with a gruesome fate as the clock struck dawn. Someone, or something had showed its face. Indiscriminate in its massacre. Bodies piled upon each other as those who lived in this quaint village had no way to push back against the creature that...

A snapping twig somewhere in the middle distance outside the makeshift lean-to Lia had created drew her attention from her journal. The fire, now in its embers and giving barely enough light to write, was not bright enough to see outside when she pushed open the flap and peered into the...

They were nearly a hundred in number. Refugees, adventurers, hunters, mercenaries, merchants and their caravan hands. They, all of them, bound for Alliria from the eastern edges of the Allir Reach. A gathering of those on a common journey. They who had come together for safety and companionship...

A man strung up by his feet, hanging upside down from a tree by a rope. Two more slain on the ground, their shoddy leather armor torn to shreds and claw marks raking their flesh. An owl hooting in the forest night. And the small chest on the ground. Its top cracked open slightly. A golden light...

A dire wolf in the Reach. Rabid. The beast salivating as it walked along the forest floor and its large paws crushed the leaves and grasses and little fallen twigs. Whistling. Shrieking through the trees. And the Javelin of Light struck the dire wolf and its body exploded. A catastrophic spray...