dreadlord

  1. Everleigh Ebersol

    Private Tales Magic Steeped in Poison

    “You’ll like her.” Marianne said to Everleigh as they walked down the hall together. Marianne’s stomach was swollen, obviously round from pregnancy. Yet the blonde still moved like there wasn’t another human inside her. Of course, she wasn’t at her third trimester just yet. Even then, Everleigh...
  2. Aelita

    Fable - Ask The Baker War

    VEL LAMEUS It started with the death of a baker. No matter the version told, the story from the streets was this: an argument between a baker and a Guardsman over the price of a loaf concluded with the baker dead by the Guardsman’s hands. Now, Vel Lameus has ceased to function. Unorganized...
  3. Edric

    Private Tales They Fell

    Anirian Wilds Henk Edric took in a sharp breath as he dragged himself from the cold waters of the river Draz. His skin was blue, his eyes were sunken, cuts and bruises decorated his body like paint. Marks of the journey he had sustained as the river had carried him down the mountain...
  4. Edric

    Journal A Quiet Cry

    Somewhere Near Vel Stratholm Edric stood in the small field, his eyes set on the farmhouse which lay just beyond the expanse of the green surrounding him. Wind gently brushed over the grass, sending wave like ripples through every blade. He frowned for a brief moment, remembering the Archon's...
  5. Edric

    Dreadlords The Tournament of Turin

    https://i.imgur.com/Oo1WdHt.jpgTurin "I just thought I was done with this noble shit." Edric said dryly, looking down at the full plate armor that adorned him. For some reason terribly missing Ralene in that moment, his head shaking as he let out a loud sigh. The man in front of him looked...
  6. Olvir

    Fable - Ask No Trouble

    Vel Anir Portal Stone Ivan Skender Olvir stood leaning against one of the tall obelisks that surrounded the Vel Anir Portal stone. By his feet was a pack laden with supplies for what appeared to be a long winter journey, a coat currently slung over it. Tied to the side was a sword, it's...
  7. Lothar

    Private Tales A Witness

    The Steppe - Just Passed the Anirian Border Before the Republic had dawned upon the lands of Vel Anir, before there had been any hints of kindness or caring, Dreadlords had been the epitome of kraterocracy. There was no room for the weak at the Academy. No space for those who could not defend...
  8. Edric

    Fate - First Reply In the Desert Again

    https://i.imgur.com/wCEsQrS.pngAmol-Kalit Somewhere In the Desert The desert was unforgiving, unkind, and utterly brutal for someone who was not prepared for it. The sun alone was enough to kill most, and when one mixed in the lack of water and the vast dunes which seemed to shift and change...
  9. Houri

    Fable - Ask Sinister Tricks A Team

    "Come on Marcella!" Houri called over her shoulder when she saw the girl hesitate between the two groups. She didn't know much about the other girls talents but Zaire, whether by design or happenstance, had already 'picked' his team and so she had the odd initiate who was left last. "We've got...
  10. Kassandra

    Fable - Ask Winter Training

    "Kassandra, you cannot do this. I forbid it!" The King's voice rang out with such authority that one might have thought had actually had some semblance of power. Yet he was not sitting on his throne, he was not addressing the assembly, he was not even speaking to one of the representatives...
  11. Edric

    Dreadlords New Lessons[Fate]

    Vel Tiros - Urr Estate "Urr was, at one time, a great House of some renown." Gilram's voice still stuck fast in Edric's head as he crept slowly through the field of tall grass. His movements obscured by the gusts of wind swaying the plants all around him. "One of the original nine." He could...
  12. Mieri

    Private Tales MentOREship

    Anirian Territory - North East "Urstholm." Mieri read off of the decrepit and half fallen sign, a slight frown touching her lips. She and her companion stood at the fork in the road, or rather, their hoses stood while they sat. Neither of the two paths were really different from one another...
  13. Edric

    Dreadlords Gone, But Not Lost

    https://i.imgur.com/OMupoVW.png Edric sat perched upon the highest wall of the fortress, his gaze stuck on the ancient forest around him. For as long as he could remember the Proctor's had preached the dangers of the Falwood. They had told him and the others that venturing into the forest was...
  14. Cassius Amore

    Dreadlords Cowardice

    Quinn Mie Level 2 Dreadlord She was looking at him for quite a long time. She wasn't the one leading this distribution but in the same it was unsettling to have her eyes on him this long. He didn't detect lust or curiosity, just something apathetic. Which made it all the stranger that she was...
  15. Edric

    Dreadlords Graduation

    The Blackwood - Outside the Academy "DO YOU KNOW WHY WE DO THIS TEST?" Edric almost seemed to flinch as the shouted words echoed through the forest around him and the others, his fingers tightening into fists, his expression kept a neutral mask as he hid the anxiety and dread that slowly...
  16. Cassius Amore

    Dreadlords An Evening of Lost Sleep And Contemplating Desertion.

    Cassius was tired. Not in the normal sense. After all it was two hours passed midnight and he was fully dressed and meandering the courtyards beneath his Dreadlord sanctioned living space. No, Cassius was tired of it all. The political obtuseness, the becoming numb to slaughter. All of it. It...
  17. Edric

    Dreadlords The Siege of Wissburg

    Wissburg Edric wasn't entirely sure what he had been expecting out of a Siege, but it was most certainly not this. Over twenty thousand people. Fifteen thousand Guardsmen, seven hundred Anirian Templar, four hundred Medics and doctors from various Orders, fifty Dreadlords, and of course an...
  18. Sybille

    Private Tales What Happens After

    Vel Ricon - The Painted Pony Osbert Sybille's jaw set, tightening ever so slightly as the jeer around the table continued to pick up. "You're a pretty little thing." The man hovering at her side was close enough that she could smell his breath. A rancid scent came from his tongue, dark...
  19. Coriane Siurane

    Dreadlords Great Privilege

    A wind came up from the Cortosi Coast and wrapped its fingers around Vel Anir, that great fortress city which bore the Dreadlords. It caressed the Walls and danced through the Anir Square, it brushed through Coriane Siurane's auburn-brown hair as she walked and made her dress of silver flutter...
  20. Melchior

    Private Tales Bastards, Beggars, and Broken Things

    Tempered though they were for the woes of war , all men grew enticed to indulge eventually; if only to forget their troubles for a time. The academy, arcane arm of Anir, a place where children ran the crucible of conjuration and, eventually, emerged as masters of magic; at least that's what...