dreadkids 4.0

"I think Vincent ran. Too scared to return to the Academy... Why else would we be out here looking for him?" Avery shivered, arms holding herself as she walked the forest that was at the rear of the Dreadlord Academy. The cold this time of night was piercing; a wind that battered against herself...

Southern Falwood Deep, lush greens crept over every surface within the dense and shaded canopy of the rainforest the group now traveled through. The sound of rushing water was nearly ever present, the numerous streams and rivers that coursed the land a winding network of fingers that grasped...

The Restach Fields, or “Resties” as they were known, were a collection of fields and obstacles for training on horseback at the Dreadlord Academy, supposedly named after the original Proctor responsible. Kael had an examination coming up that required some time on a horse, and had booked some...

The coastal town of Vel Vara was still bustling into the night. During the day there had been merchant ships to unload and load, but in the evening their were drinks to had and barmaids to carouse. It was a raucous affair, but Kael was here on business. Vel Anir intelligence had found the Black...

Alistair Krixus || Norah Vittoria waited for Norah after class, thankfully it was Proctor Krixus' to finish their study load of the day before lunch would be served and the afternoon remaining was left to training classes. She lingered at her desk, waiting to pipe up and get the attention of...

The dawn of a new year. All across Arethil, celebrations erupted, from obscure savage ceremonies that begged the sun to grace them for four more seasons to the more traditionally observed debauchery to mark the beginning of a new calendar. Even Vel Anir, in all her human-centric glory, was not...

Kael pulled out a spyglass and examined the wooden fort in the light of the moon. It was of simple construction, walls of logs sharpened to a point and bound with rope. Inside there were similarly constructed buildings, and what Kael believed to be the Saderzaine Vult, along with his proctor. It...

"It's been nearly two hours now, hasn't it?" The two Initiates had been posted up in the Yawning Ogre for at least that long. The cups and plates in front of him and his fellow student had long been cleared of food and drink, and the meal placed in the empty third seat across from them now sat...

- Fabien 'King' D'Amour - - Marcia - There was something healing about soaking in the sun's light and warmth; how the clouds were not strong enough to hinder it's reach upon the earth in which they stood on. It provided clarity as they stood atop a flat roofed terrace, overlooking the streets...

"We are sitting ducks out here." Initiate Eliza Wylls cursed softly from her vantage point, peering through the cracks of the ruins of the chapel herself and others holed up in. There was a hunt under way in the trading town found in the lands between the Anirian Territories and the Savannah...

Dear Initiate Marcia Your session for additional training will be held in two days time, location pending at Proctor Urahil's discretion. You will be informed on the day where it is you are expected to be present for this training. Kind regards, Proctor Perrine Urahil Winter was...

One last month of being a Proctor, and the sweetness of more freedom was just at the tip of her tongue. That was if she were left to do as she wished and planned these last four lessons. It was as if memory came to those higher than her in position here at the Academy suddenly remembered...

"Do not stop!" The order was desperate as it was commanding, belonging to a Dreadlord that was not slowly weakened before being feasted upon by the creatures. Scouting missions did not often send out Initiates and Dreadlords out to the Falwood, but several reports of strangeness had been going...

One after the other, Vittoria had thrown ten of her knives his way, all lined up before him. Ophir watched with a grim face, already knowing that anyone other than the D'Amour boy or the Strand Initiate would not stand a chance against the daughter of a famed First Level Dreadlord. "The chasm...

Meteora, near Southern Cortosi Coast before Cortosi Troll Territory Before water became brackish and mountains melted into marsh, there was Meteora. Nearly two dozen miles from the coast, the climate continued it's cool and mild temperatures even through summer. The marsh could be seen in the...

When she had signed up for the extracurricular class to learn about poisons, she had not thought they would be paired up and doing research with others. The project was quite simple really, asking groups split into Poisons or Antidotes to pick their poison or cure and study them. There was to...

Tests. While one class readies themselves to graduate and, hopefully, continue to serve Vel Anir, the class Lux Quillon was part of was to undergo a series of tests to train and decipher where their weaknesses may be. Despite how many capable mages were among his class, there were still many...

Hours before A voice awoke him from a midday daydream about looking at the world from the perspective of a hawk. Coming back to reality, he realized he was in a chair and being stared down by a familiar face: Proctor Ellis, one of his first mentors in this hellhole of a facility...

Vittoria liked to think that when a mission was assigned to her, there had been a lot of thought and determination that went into it. Careful consideration when it came to utilising her strongsuits. She had proven to be effective in extracting information, and an excelled in tracking and...

"Honestly, I prefer that they stuck us both with the runts." Vittoria leaned back into her seat, blue-green eyes watching Initiate Eliza Wylls and Initiate Koen Reynard smile and laugh as they both held tankards of drinks for their table. The Dreadlords told the four Initiates to take up the...