alliria

The lamp offered fitful lighting at best, casting flickering shadows on the walls of the sparsely furnished room. Shapes danced on the walls in a myriad of fantastical things that could play tricks on a mind, especially one as tired as she was. It had been a trying day, merely one among a...

"Are you sure you still want to do this?" asked Captain Bronmarch of the Allirian Guard. "I have to try," Heike said. "I owe it to my people. To Ferelith. To Maria. To King Rommel. To my father Albrecht and my mother Sieglinde. I owe it to all of them." And she said again, "I have to try." *...

The Serpent's Kiss Navaia lay half curled behind the bar of her tavern, chin resting in her hand, eyes fixed on the man in front of her. He was stuttering as he spoke, his hat in hand, sword on his belt, and a purse full of gold on the other side of his hip. The smile plastered on her face was...

Alliria was known as the world's merchant capital Gems, Weapons, and Magics all could be bought for a price Greedy could make an honest living here But instead our Goblin rolled the dice Greedy had joined a crew, lead by an Orc named Haru Who had organized a job to bring in much coin...

His name was Tzuriel Alanthis. And Heike was told that he was once a vampire, and that he had found a cure for his affliction. So she set out to find him. Here, in Alliria. * * * * * She entered the city as she entered all cities: at night, and not through the main gates. Even before the dawn...

They had come seeking one thing: the liberation of Trajan Meng. And they were prepared to bloody their hands if need be. Khadija Han led them, the fifty Luminari warriors gathered in the camp. They were hidden in the wilds, miles distant from the Western Gates of Alliria. Here they were...

A knock on the door. A human male near middle age in officer's armor didn't even look up. He didn't even answer. The knocker just walked in after a moment's pause. A young human male in guard armor entered. "Sorry for the intrusion Vice Captain." The newcomer said as he stood at attention...

The world is full of liars and cheats and charlatans and a number more of people who simply wish to deceive. And while Elianora Ardor would be considered one of them, it did not stop her from angrily adding fortune tellers to her “people I hate and also should not be trusted” list in her head...

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...

Looking for people interested in a buddy cop/Cat and Mouse style adventure in Alliria.

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...