alliria

"Get a move on, we ain't got all night!" Scurrying around a dozen different carriages and wagons were a number of hooded men, lifting and moving crates into them to be shipped off. Rain fell upon them as they worked, as did harsh words from their apparent supervisor who wasted no effort in...

~~ “What is that?” The young scholar spoke quietly, in almost a hush, as the older elf pulled the coarse bed sheet out in a striking display of finesse and over-indulgence of dramatic pizazz. Dust and debris, caught in the curtains of sunlight cutting through the lofted laboratory, revealed...

"Here's the place," Garrod said, standing before a nondescript stone wall in the middle market district. Clean grey stonework, almost white, still straight and tall even if the smell of some day old piss wafted through the air. "Now," he trailed off as he rant his fingerpads along the surface...

In Alliria, one celebration could trump all others. One reason for the Merchant Council to relax, so to speak, and for the peoples, from the Shallows to the citadel, to pause from their labors and cheer on a season. This season happened to be Divina's favorite, as well. A full street near the...

Larewen strolled through the richer districts of Alliria, her fancy garb a lot more common among the womenfolk here. An emerald bustle gown clung to her short frame, undoubtedly tailored precisely for her. Black gloves obscured the cursed flesh of her arm and hid only skin on the right. The...

A few light droplets of rain fell from the cloudy sky and the leather clad woman looked up. The sky was dark, celestial bodies covered by a thick blanket of clouds. If anything, the near total darkness it brought was good for business. As long as a torrential downpour of any sort didn't come...

Clad in a simple green tunic and dark leather pants as opposed to her armor, Emmeline strolled through the city, her verdant gaze moving to and fro among the people there. She wore a satchel that crossed her torso from one shoulder, and inside it, she had stolen cases--something she could get in...

"Explain the situation to me again." The disgruntled sergeant was walking to the barely repaired Allirian walls as the guardsman reporting to him tried to keep up. "Sir it's unlike anything we've seen recently. It doesn't stand as tall a mountain, but it is quite large. Its head is the shape...

Arisa sat at the bar, downing a glass of whiskey and mourning the loss of her husband. Or his disappearance, really. He wasn't coming back this time, and she knew it. Deep in her soul, she knew her love was gone, and she hated the feeling, hated being abandoned yet again. She turned to liquor to...

It was a dark, cloudy night, and it was a small Allirian town that Larewen approached. Small enough that she was toying with the idea of enslaving them--turning those she didn't kill in feeding to undead husks of their former selves. She pressed her tongue against the pointed canine of the right...

The night was dark and the moon was out, if it wasn't for the lit hearth and the small lanterns that lit the tavern Efelion might have actually been able to see the moonlight flood in. He was sitting in the corner of the Tavern on the waterfront of the grand trade city of Alliria. It was not a...

In the Inner City of Alliria, a lounge by the name of the Egret's Cove sits on stilts above the docks.True to its name, the white birds wade through the waters below the building, uncaring to the clamor inside. Therein, the city's most elite gather to discuss business and drink the night away in...

Never hurt to stock up before you abandoned your entire way of life for something that could get you killed. Maybe if the young mage had any sort of life skills, he'd know exactly what he needed. Rations, water, a map, that sort of thing. That is not what Raphael had learned in his twenty-four...

"Thank you for staying open, Mister Ingold. I am so sorry for keeping you." The well-dressed man sounded grateful, abashed, and awash with relief as he clutched a lustrous, moonlit bouquet. The large lilies glimmered with a pearlescent sheen and rested in a bed of white yarrow so pale the...

Wheels rolled through murky water, the scent redolent of human waste and the loss of hope. The 'van had wended its way through the edge of the uncivilized lands of the Savannah for weeks, stopping at every fly-blown village and trader's stop along the way. And every single minute of the journey...

ALLIRIA, OUTER CITY OUR QUEEN OF STARS CHAPEL Stop the massacre. That was the sole thought which coursed through Kristen's mind. This was why Aionus had placed her here in this humble Chapel in the Outer City of Alliria. This is what He wanted from her. To stand. To face true evil as it...

Gulliver had always been popular with the urchins. It didn't take a whole lot to get on their good sides, honestly. Some food, coin, and shoes offered freely here and there. A kind word or two. Don't snitch. Maybe help a few hide after they've pilfered some pockets. It likely helped that he...

"Hush, Iblis! Hush! Your lunch awaits you, but you can't just cry about it. You are bigger than this." said the little man, tone dripping with disappointment. The wiry thing, the visage of a brown Borzoi, sat in front of the desk tucked away behind many bookshelves, and stared temptingly up...

Four...maybe five years... Gods, had it really been that long? It seemed like just yesterday she had dropped baby Lucinda off with Gwen and Cleo before taking a short trip to Fal'Addas. Of course, she told no one where she was going. It would only be a couple of days. Well the days turned to...

Alliria - The Singing Seamstress Filth. Utterly. Disgusting. Horrid. Filth. The people of the overbright reminded him of garbage dumps back outside the Endless City. The sort of places goblins would scurry about and dig through in order to find one thing that might be a little more shiny and...