alliria

"First it was old Gubshanks the fisherman. Or it might have started before that. People don't exactly care about slum folk the way they do em good an proper citizens. Especially the folk who weren't in good with any em ...organizations. But Gubshanks disappeared two months ago. And some say a...

There had to be someone willing. Heike Eisen had spent a good day and half scouring the massive Allirian harbor for an agreeable captain. Ships had come in, docked, she had sought the ship's captain to ask, she'd be turned down, the ship would leave and another would pull in. Vessels of all...

The Siren's Song was a tavern on the edge of the Allirian Docks, hidden deep in the Shallows were all the seediest sailors and smugglers could be found. As soon as they tied to shore, these men of ill repute all flocked to their local watering hole for cheap drink, cheap drugs and cheap women to...

It was sunset, and just as the sun was finishing it’s day, Mikelle was finishing his as well. The last of his deliveries of Fallowbridge wine was completed. The deliveries had been mostly private homes, and while the carriage and horse were his, the working hands and guard whom had joined him...

Alliria University of Magic Varo had never been much for school, not back home and certainly not out here in Alliria. Some members of the gang had tried to get him to go, but it never worked out. He wasn't stupid, far from it, something else just always ended up catching his attention. There...

(Basically two characters get stuck in the same carriage for a ride through part of Alliria. This is a quick write. To accommodate slower writers you can make a brief ooc post to reserve the spot, and edit the post after the fact.) Elra dropped the last herbs into her basket. The lesser...

So there's this hospital in Alliria. Called Metisa's Commune of Grace and Healing. Not too big, not too small, not too full either--not a whole lot of the sick or injured, nor even travelers or street-dwellers who were just looking for a place to stay the night. And it was quiet. Or. It was...

Elra took a step back and wiped the sweat from her brow. A satisfied smile crossing her face as she admired her work. Perfect, or at least, at close as one could come. She looked up at her patient. “Rest here for now, and don’t touch that bandage. I’ll be back to check on you later.” She offered...

It was only a week after the reunion, but the Raven Club was still seeing the effects of the events which took place within her. Shards of glass and broken wood from tables and chairs were scattered about, left in place. With Isak leaving for some business with Ogden and Lidia immediately...

Growing up in such a small town, working for the blacksmith to make fishhooks and doorknobs, Amelia always dreamed of becoming a blacksmith in the city of Alliria. One day, she believes, she'll be selling her crafts to the greatest heroes. But before that, she needs to find a proper blacksmith...

The night sky was dim. The three masted barque rocked with the rhythm of the tide, drawing ever closer to the destination set at the end of the journey. The man had lost count of how many days he’d enjoyed in the open water, set up amongst the boxes of cargo and livestock that filled the ample...

Ryna was a simple yet complicated young woman. She did more than the average man. Even more so, Ryna is an assassin, willing to protect anyone. She was in Alliria looking around. She stopped into a tavern. Choosing a place to make herself comfortable, she looked to the bartender and said, "Give...

The door to the archives crashed open as Charity entered in her usual chaotic manner. "Ah, Ms. Briarthorne. How are you?" Cleo greeted her warmly. "Its nice to see-" Charity spun to face Cleo as she began to speak. "Where's Gwen?!" she demanded. "She's out back in the archives," Cleo spat...

Sunlight poured through the open window, splashing itself across Charity's face. She yanked the blankets over her head grumbling, and curled up into a ball. A raven began calling loudly outside her window, and she reluctantly got out of bed. "SHUT UP YOU FUCKIN' BIRD!" Charity shouted out the...

Alliria - Harbor Viatri watched the city ahead of them with a keen eye, her head tilting slightly as she sat in her throne like chair that had been placed on the prow of the Black Heart. The massive ship cut through the water far faster than it should have been able to, the huge sails half...

"Avariel? Aye there do be a few tha' come down 'ere now. I didn't believe me eyes when they first appeared." Gawyn fingered the hilt of his blade impatiently whilst trying to keep his face impassive. He always forgot how much humans liked to listen to their own voices, especially when they...

East, he was heading east, that's about the only thing Cutter knew for a fact, well that his name and his age. The man had a nearly empty brown sack slung over his shoulder with what little fruit he could collect on the inside, A long sword was being carried in the other hand and his clothing...

The sounds of combat, dispersed and fading even as they were, behind Hahnah. Behind and distant. Like echoes of someone else's life playing out in the downward street leading to the Shallows of Alliria. And that is truly what it felt like to Hahnah, as if she now were a person separated from all...

A Crowded Allirian Street Source: Gilles Ketting Steps pounded against pavement, the incoherent murmuring of voices filled the air, and an overwhelming aroma of scents from all of the street vendors assaulted Wynn’s nostrils. It was just another day on the crowded thoroughfare into...

A thief was not a good thief if he hesitated when a prime opportunity presented itself. Hesitating didn't put food in your belly, it didn't put logs on your fire, and it most certainly didn't make you feel 'good' about yourself for not stealing in the first place. Only a person who had never...