dreadlord

/Falwood/ "Are you dragon in human form..?" The weak words escaped the apprentice Dreadlords lips as he watched two of his allies charred corpses hit the ground. Orival's hand now gripped upon the terrified apprentice's hair. The pyromancer held a finger to the air in front of the scared...

Southern Savannah Why in the fuck is everything going to shit lately. Ein thought to himself as he let out deep winded breaths, pressing himself against the cliff-face. His hand came up, wiping away some of the blood that still stained his cheek from when Greggor had taken an arrow to the...

Vel Stratholm found itself in need of new governance. That's why this council was summoned, made up of various nobles as well as representatives from all seven of the Great Houses of Vel Anir. Truthfully, Norris was taken aback when he received his invitation to make a case for himself as the...

Ania Aila stood quietly outside the Manor of Boris Theran, a minor Noble of the House of Theran. Besides her was a Dreadlord, someone she had no memory of meeting but had haunted her mind before. She did not know this of course, and the half-elf chalked up the sense of unease she felt about...

Yrael liked libraries. When he was not training or on a mission, he could often be found reading. His interests were singularly focused, and he usually read tomes on magic theory, military tactics, and combat styles. Every action needed purpose, after all, and what greater purpose was there than...

Virak Winter Castle Things had gone well lately. House Virak was growing in prestige, mostly due to her own efforts. The capture of the Shipbuilder, the capitulation of Coraliv, the silencing of Vel Stratholm. Each one had brought her acclaim, each one had brought more of the Guard to her...

“So, this old man killed three dreadlords so that he could run off with Anirian property?” the dreadlord questioned. Carlisle, steward of Weiroon corrected, “yes, he ran off with a dreadlord candidate.” “Right. State property. Seems like a lot of trouble just so you can date a girl half your...

Whispers can be heard in the backdrop of sound within Falwood. Amongst the skittering of insects, the rustling of leaves, and the howling wind between branches. Whispers. Many claim that only a select few can hear them. Many more claim it’s a fable to discourage children from wandering into...

Two weeks ago, a murder occurred within Elbion’s Merchant District. Guards discovered a man’s body with the ribs separated from his spine. Organs were ripped out and stretched along the open back. One guard described the sight as if the man had bloody wings. And while murder happened as...

A Hundred Leagues South of Elbion Talus shouldered the pack on his shoulder with a small frown, glancing around at the tiny village he had stepped into. It was some sort of market day currently, though in a town like this that meant three or four stalls all filled with pretty much the same...

The Spine - Southern Peaks Finn His head was spinning. Everything seemed to hurt, his side was on fire. Opening his eyes was difficult, and when he did all he could see was the clouds above slowly spinning over and over again. He could barely remember what had happened. The Flash of blades...

The Northern Wood Fraeya Elwing His fingers twitched, one hand wrapped around his sword, the other raised in front of him palm facing upward. Nestled between his fingers was a small ball of light that projected it's glow just a few feet ahead of him. The sky was dark, though Talus could...

Vel Luin - Cortosi Coast Selene stood on the walls of Vel Luin watching waves slowly crash against the sharp rocks below. Her expression, as it always was, carved from stone as she peered down with complete disinterest. She had never quite liked the sea. Water was not her natural element, and...

Yves stood with his arms folded behind his back, his posture straight and rigid. Ashes fell from the sky like a somber rain. They covered everything around Yves, but strangely avoided him completely. In front of the man and up a hill was a burning keep. Yves stood in the bailey, which was...

It was inside an ill lit tavern on the outskirts of Vel Anir that Imogen found herself, every sod worth his salt inside the city rejecting her offer of employment the moment it fell from her spell-coated lips. She could encourage a man to want to please her. She could implore that he take on...