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Alliria, The Dragon’s Den… Elra’s eyes skimmed over the fancy cursive writing. Her lips bent into a deep frown as she read the letter over and over again. Still, no word, wherever Radis had gone, the Allirian Guard were clueless as to where. She took a deep breath. “I don’t need to worry; it’ll...

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...

Ask anyone on the surface to describe Arethil’s Underrealm, and they would likely relate to you a claustrophobic tale of twisting tunnels and cramped squeezes, barely large enough for a man to fit through and dangerously close to collapse. They would be correct, for the Underrealm stretched like...

I always hate these little villages. Mako thought to himself with a slight frown as he hopped off the small cart and offered the old farmer a wave, his other hand coming up to flip him a coin. "You be careful now son, folk like you are considered bad luck in these villages." That warning was...

The mute and the urchin sat at an large and otherwise vacant table at the Elven Arrow Tavern, patiently waiting for others to arrive. At the moment, Mute was working on a piece of parchment, drawing the docks from memory as best he could. He'd learned over the years that when you had no tongue...

The Raven Club - Outer Alliria "SHIT!" Charity cursed loudly, slamming her fist down on the table as the dice rolled to a halt. Throwing back what was left of her drink she sighed. This wasn't good. Nearly out of money, and worse - out of booze, Charity sat back in her chair contemplating her...

Wouldn't be the first time Jane ended up in a jail cell. Heh, Mainlanders. To be fair, yes, all those other times she was drunk and disorderly. But not this time. Hell, she just got here in Yarrick. Some little outta the way goatfuck town east of the Bystra River, south of the Wda, and west of...

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: ??? = PROFIT...

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...

Alliria The Shallows 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. That...