dreadlord initiates

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...

[art cred] Somewhere near Iuk-‘u Delta, at the start of the River Iuk. Kalix disliked missions that were to the east of Vel Anir. More specifically, when one went past the Falwood and what Kalix liked to call the big three: Alliria, Dornoch, and Oban, one would find themselves in territories...

This had to be the dumbest fucking thing that the asshats at the top had ever made him do. He was a weapon of war that had single-handedly wiped out entire legions. So obviously, what was the best use of his time? Apparently, babysitting a bunch of children that were all squishy ever since the...

“OUT OF MY WAY EXTRAS, TOUGH GUY COMING THROUGH!” Everyone knew by now that when one was in the hallway and Kalix was also in the hallway that they either moved or would be knocked down. Many moved out of the rambunctious initiate’s way as he furiously stormed through the hall, a feverish look...