amol-kalit

Across the water from Annuakat sat the city of Tyria, renowned for her mercantile ships and rich dyes of purple. Standing atop the palace ziggurat in Annuakat, Gerra gazed out at the nearby rival. His spies brought grave news. The courtiers of Tyria deposed Queen Xaviera in a coup, replacing...

Ragash - Ahvaz Prison "Sssso what are you in for?" The massive hulk of a lizard man behind her leaned in, his voice a rasping hiss as he asked Khari. The odd serpentine eyes of his floated up and down the Daemonette, sticking clearly on the long horns which decorated the crown of her head. She...

So much to be done, yet so little time. Balancing one's efforts between running a country and performing perhaps the greatest magical feat in the history of Arethil was certainly a weary task. In fact, if she had to do it all herself, Medja knew it would be positively overwhelming. Thankfully...

Brotherhood. Camaraderie. Family. That was what had been promised to Rahma in exchange for his service. Well, that and a subsubstantial paycheck. Rahma had said that the only reason he was joining was for the latter, a convenient lie that he had told even himself, but...well, a lie was a lie...

[art cred] Heading west from the great walls of Vel Anir, past the more green and hilly landscape that was lush and ripe from the early spring rains, a caravan seemed to be jostling along leisurely. If one were to look closely however they would see that amid the multitude of wagons pulled by...

Amol-Kalit, the land of ten thousand kings, and the newest of them was Gerra and his illustrious empire. Radrick hadn't traveled that way in at least half a century. The relative, but no doubt temporary "peace" and "stability" that the Empire had brought to the land gave him fewer reasons to pay...

"You are the king of Alcazar, beholden to the god of light. Do not seek the help of these heathens from across the river." "What would you have me do, red priest," said Andal II as he ran fingers through his dark beard and stared from a window of his keep upon the forces assembling below him...

The exact details of what had happened still weren't abundantly clear to Otto. He was rotting away in a dungeon now in Amol-Kalit, caught while trying to steal a crown jewel from the palace. The job description wasn't great, but the offer was too much for a veteran thief like him to pass up. He...

Nothing but a sea of sand extended in every direction in the wastes north of the Forgotten City. The wind caused the sand to drift about, like ocean currents. Cresting the ridge of a dune stood a tall figure in dark robes, surrounded by desert elves with bows drawn and spears ready. Below...

Coasting over white sands at breakneck speed, the polished wooden board sped through the trough of dune after dune. Weaving out his wild path, the young man balancing atop the thing screamed as he sped along. “Come on! Let’s go!” A surge of power pulsed in Nahir’s stomach, his Sahu working...

w/ Noelani There was wild scream as a young man went flying over the crest of a dune at unbelievable speed. The long polished wooden board Nahir had had made in Annuakat crashed back into the sand, sending a long white plume out behind him as he raced onward. He let out another wild whoop of...

Water. He needed water. He'd been walking for 8 nights straight now, sleeping during the day under the limited shade of the rags he wore. Even for a Sand Elf, 8 days without water was seriously pushing it. If he hadn't been a soul sage, he definitely would have died by night 6. He needed to...

Few knew of the Emperor’s return. Only those few whom he took on the expedition into the Savanna. A cadre of his Immortals, their faces obscured by masks, surrounded him. Almost all others were simply servants and slaves who saw to the long baggage train of camels laden with goods from all along...

Having departed Maraan three days back, Kiros found himself approaching a town further east than he had been in a decade and a half. Never before had he cause to return to Amol-Kalit, but never did he expect Itra to reveal Herself. Seeking to know more, he had only received varied accounts from...

If there was one thing that Jakub didn't want to do, then it was being caught. Especially while he was climbing on the roof of someone's home with the intent of kidnapping them. He just had to tho, the target in question was a vampire and Jakub had no other means by which to acquire a living...

...Some days after the Tower of Tribulations... Numbers were one thing, but progress was another. With new recruits in the fold, Medja could turn her attention to the next step: acquiring the means by which she'd preform her miracle. That meant that sitting still and serving as an...

Jodor Palace "Yoo've got tae put a better display oan than 'at ye wee shite," Thrukk laughed. He didn't have a throne but by virtue of physical requirement he had the largest chair around the fighting pits. He was dismayed by the prize fighter brought forward by one of the traders who had come...

"Again." Master Ismael had struck him countless times already. Every slight error was met with the sharp sting and dull ache that came at the end of a wooden staff. Each mark was meant to serve as a reminder of what would've happened had the fight been real...there would be no warnings, no...

...A week ago... The number of fight pits and gladiatorial arenas within the great Imperial city of Annuakat was surprisingly many, but as Medja of Ragash had searched for an appropriate venue for her latest machinations she had found all of them to be lacking. So it was that she'd made her way...

In the days following the Divan's decision to seat Medja on the Empire's throne life had only become more and more complicated. From planning a display that would earn the people's loyalty with Kiia, to assuming the responsibility of managing Annuakat's many idiosyncrasies, to continuing to...