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Vel Anir The Dreaded Drink Ellory frequented The Dreaded Drink because it was quiet, the drinks were cold, and the food was good. She was simple like that especially after dealing with criminals all day. She needed peace and drinking alone at home was just depressing. Today was different...

Lieutenant Ellory Ashford had been after this thief for months now. He...or she...was starting to drive her insane. They would hit minor houses, steal random shit, and disappear into the night. How did Ellory know the newest scene was connected to the others? The asshole rearranged the furniture...

“You sold me bad carrots!” A shrill woman’s voice echoed around the square, causing many people to pause and listen. It was quite a claim to make, especially to a well established vendor. Her daughter was beside her, head down low as if she felt all eyes on her, when really they were on her...

The West road - Between Alliria and Vel Anir Colette As it turned out, the Anirians were really serious about their laws. A few months ago someone had told him that Vel Anir was a place of law, order, and punishment. They had told him that the city and it's Guardsmen followed and obeyed the...

He lay dying on the ground. And though it seemed so distant to him, the thudding footfalls and knucklefalls of the creature--that beast, that grinning thing--as well as the shouts and battlecries of his fellow Guardsmen came from further inside the interior courtyard of the fort. His name was...

The path from Vel'Anir along the Cortosi coastline was long, and it hugged the shoreline. When the tides went out, the path stank and some of the Guardsmen gagged and pleaded to march further inland. They were summarily denied. Alakir watched the moon reflected in murky waters as it slowly rose...

"Must I be tasked with this, Himmary?" "Are you not at all bothered by the fact that you're still an apprentice at your age?" "What difference does it make? If anything I am to be underestimated." "It isn't about that. Shut the hell up and move out. There'll be other Dreadlords there so...

Somewhere Between Vel Anir and Alliria Donric Mannir | Colette "My father owns the biggest plantation in all of Anirian Territory, bigger than House Pirian. If he saw me traveling like this it would make him sick to his stomach." Ein gripped the reigns of his horse so tightly that his...

Eleven years ago, Four Years after Quartreville, Vel Anir Lazlo Harkon was a dead man. He hadn't eaten in twelve days, or drank water in seven. His eyes were sunken and haunted, and his hair was disheveled. Yet, when the jailer shuffled across the room and unlatched his door, he looked...

Vel Anir - Outer Slums It had been raining for two days straight now, never letting up even briefly. Some called it the Cortosi downpour, an annual storm that was often hailed by farmers as the reason they could grow anything at all. Talus had no idea about that of course, he wasn't a farmer...

Fort Kel - Colette Talus was unsure if he liked life in the military or not. It was different than it had been at the Academy, different than it had been with Fenrith. Parts of it were pleasant enough. He had gotten some officers quarters, his own bed, a closet, even a lavatory. Better than...

Owen lay in his bunk below deck. The swaying of the mighty warship, the Braun Virak, on the waters of the Cortosi Coast. The berth was tight and cramped. Bunks made to be lean and three high. In his hand he held two dice. Shifted them around. Watched absently the different numbers as they...

The great war machine of Vel Anir has been awakened. And it has a clear objective: Rescue Kristen Pirian, and annihilate the forces of The Master of the Blades. Hey everyone. VigiloConfido (Anima) here. I've been preparing a big battle thread. Approximately ~1000 vs ~1000. Anirian Guard...