It's time for a heist - Jazat Mar has need of information on the movements and positioning of the Allirian Rangers. To get that he has discovered that he needs to gain access to maps that only Ranger officers are given access to. These are, obviously, top secret and meant to be kept locked...
Jazat's opinion of Alliria... was that it had an awful lot of wealth on display in places that would have had said wealth been stolen immediately had the city not been so heavily watched. It was odd to see so many different types of fighters in one place and not actually have a fight be ongoing...
Alliria
Outer City
It was quiet, so much so the knocking of his boots against the cobblestone almost echoed through the street. He could hear rustling down this alley, two men speaking outside an establishment, but he could see little more than vague blurrs of light and shadows in the thick of...
OOC
A small organized crime wave has hit the lower parts of Alliria!
Bands of thieves are pulling heists dressed in theatre wear, they speak in quotes, rhymes, and even bloody sing! Now it's up to the Allirian Watch and any deputized individuals to put a stop to these thief theatrics before it...
The Gulf of Liad - The Blackheart
Lucius stood at the stern of his ship, a smile on his face as the wind rushed through his hair. His eyes were closed, but that didn't matter much on the open sea.
This was the first time they had sailed The Blackheart under it's new name. Their flag rose high...
Air flowed under her wings. It was crisp and cool, kind of like the droplets from the ocean on a hot day. The stars above her were sparkling beautifully, their light complimenting the moon just as well. The huge dragon flapped her dark wings and the air under her would blow down in what is akin...
The death of a dream is a terrible thing to endure.
Yet Trajan found himself suffering this very fate. Here now in a jail within Alliria, not the prison wherein he was certain to go, but mingled in with the drunks and louts and minor offenders and those likewise awaiting conviction, separated...
The afternoon sun beat down on the streets of Alliria unknowingly, unflinchingly. The heat washed over the bustling bodies parading through the alleys. City life never ceased. Xaldin, who spent most of his life in the tundra where no other life could be seen for eternities on end was never...
Anima wore the face of the masseuse. Had her blonde hair, her green eyes. She was her. The Masquerade had made it so.
And this was such a bountiful idea, wearing the face of the masseuse and coming to work at this massage parlor in Alliria for a spell. The closeness, the contact, the touch, the...
So I just made this new character and with him I want to start doing some longer, more quest-like threads where I would basically be the DM and my character would serve as a guide. Over the past few days, I've been putting a pretty simple story together that I think would be fun for a small...
WHAP.
WHAP.
WHAP.
The tiny flames of candles on their stands around the Altar of Astra flickered with the motion of each strike, each lashing Jane brought upon her own bare back. Her cuirass she had removed, her plackart, her pauldrons, her rerebraces and vambraces, her couters and her...
It is the Third Lassat Month. Iasoun Serin, a devout member of the Brotherhood of Lessat, is embarking on a quest to replinish his supplies for his alchemy practice. He is currently walking around the marketplace in Alliria in search of an adventurer to help and defend him on his quest. Plus, he...
Valkery walked down the streets of Alliria dressed in her usual high collared full length gown, long sleeves covering her arms even as the weather was starting to get warmer. She carried a closed parasol. The skin of her left hand, that gripped the wooden handle of the parasol, was warped and...
It was that time yet again in Alliria. The entire city had been preparing for weeks. The Festival of Alliria and Panae had finally arrived. It was a festival dedicated to worshipping Alliria, the Goddess of Fortune and Luck, and Panae, the Goddess of the Harvest, Shepherds, and Alcohol. Traders...
"Where are we going boy?" Hector demanded as his walking cane clicked on the paved stones of Alliria.
"I told you already old man. We are going to see someone about a special item you will need soon." Acteon said with a frown as he lead his father where they were going.
"And why do I need...
The Allirian Account
Issue 01
Arethil: One World, One Community
Disaster in Bhatharik
Written by: Lily Sophia Montgomery
Originally I was going to be writing a piece detailing the everyday lives of the orcs living in Bhatharik. Unfortunately, on my way to the city I was intercepted and...
Alliria - Sewers
"That didn't work out too well." Kala commented to the others as she dropped from the ladder and landed with a thud on the stony outcropping just to the side of a river of shit.
Her nose crinkled slightly, lips turning as the contents of her stomach threatened to spill out...
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...
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