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 - Sewers
"That didn't work out too well." Kala commented to the others as she dropped from the ladder and landed with a thud on the stony outcropping just to the side of a river of shit.
Her nose crinkled slightly, lips turning as the contents of her stomach threatened to spill out...
Aight here's the shopping cart:
-Get a silversmith (Done)
-Get a necromancer
-Get somebody super charismatic
And here's the plan:
step 1: Get the necromancer to haunt a town with ghosts
step 2: Sell silver blades at a steep cost with the help of amazing charisma skills
step 3: ???
Bayou Garramarisma - Thule Port
Kellen stood at the prow of the small ship as it crept through the swampy waters and towards the port of Thule.
The small town lay ahead of him, covered in vines and mangrove trees. Lights danced throughout the entire village, and he could hear the raucous...
Allir Reach - Vess
Kellen had never much liked the Allir Reaches. The little podunk towns that no one ever went to save to disappear, the farmlands, all the forest. He much preferred the cities, being around people, cloaking himself in half a dozen different ways. Out here? Out here he felt...
Things were quiet, though that was nothing new, they often were on this side of Alliria. The Merchant Council liked to pretend that the city was something of a haven for anyone and everyone. They said that they were xenophobic like Vel Anir or broken like Elbion.