dreadlords

A plain letter, written in blocky, stencil-like lettering. Henk, You? Thought dead. Surprise! Question. How not in jail? My guess? Bribe. Likely wrong. Me? Drink too much. Wondering. Write letter after vomit. Give reply to courier. Then slap him. xoxo ((the letter was not signed with a...

Oraya's back was straight and her pose absolutely perfect in the carriage. Her platinum blonde hair styled without one single strand out of place. Frigid blue Urahil signature eyes looked out as they passed by the outskirts of Vel Anir. While she looked like the calm and perfect noble lady on...

OOC - This will be a rolling cameo thread that takes place about the Academy grounds and will cover various little happenings and hauntings provided by Chasmine. It is not specifically meant for longer scenes, but short and quick events or interactions. I will tag characters for happenings...

On the third night of her return to the Academy, she'd chosen the library. Here a favorable medley of memories provided a refreshing drink after the dearth of melancholy. In the woods she'd come upon Everleigh Ebersol and spoke of death and freedom. In her room she'd made the acquaintance of...

"Deliver the Whispering Dark to me..." said Khorvayne, the sorceress who had charmed her way into One-Horn's camp and gained a delightful audience with him. Her hand reached up and gently brushed the underside of the minotaur's chin. "...and I shall see you...richly...rewarded." Suggestions of...

[art cred] Before anything could be done, they were falling. The cold got even colder, even more glacial than it had been before as they fell off the ravine. It felt like every nerve had been stung by a Ixchel Wylds Sap Wasp, this cold so cold it felt almost hot and searing. Yet there was that...

The Ruins of Vel Janix It was a wasteland. There was no kinder way to describe what had become of Vel Janix. Not a single structure of the once thriving city remained. Not a single living thing walked what had once been its busy streets. Wood and stone blackened by fire, flattened by the hoard...

"Can't you stop it fucking raining?!" A wave as tall as the ship's central mast crashed over the deck sending sailors sprawling and a few unlucky souls completely overboard. Houri barely managed to keep her hold on the railing she had been standing against but as the ship righted itself she...

Frustration was always a reckless emotion for Salak, more so now that it was compounded by what he could only perceive as recklessness and on the part of a Proctor no less. He had barely finished the reports on some of the so called lessons that this particular Proctor had devised when he was...

It had started with a single letter. Then, that letter had become two. Noel hadn't kept track enough to know there was a third, fourth, or even fifth letter. What she knew for certain was that this 'Lumen' initiate was desperate for a mentor. They'd been at the academy at the same time...

Alliria, Outer City The Tenpenny Hen, A Brothel ___________________________ "This your first time?" Syr Marta asked him. Hector cleared his throat. "Excuse me, Syr?" She cocked an eyebrow at him. "Did I stutter, squire?" Hector stammered. "I, I don't get your meaning," She shook her...

Yastern Monastery When a story began with characters bearing the title of Dreadlord Knight or Blackguard, one hardly thought the setting would be something like this. Secluded in the country hillsides, hidden away within the woods surrounding the hamlet of Yastern, the Monastery had not seen...

“Once you make a decision, the universe conspires to make it happen.” Ralph Waldo Emerson Muriel was scared. It was obvious in the slight droop her posture suffered. In the way her lower lip would occasionally quiver after uttering certain consonant sounds. In the dozens of tiny little tells...

Vel Anir Dreadlord Academy Eastern Wing - 2:24am It had been over a year now, perhaps nearly two, since she'd endured the darkness within the halls of the academy. Though the physical nature of what had been her home since the age of 12 had not changed nearly enough to remark upon, it...

https://i.imgur.com/GvG8baf.pngThe Siege of Trien - Formerly Vel Trien Mieri stood at full attention within the midst of her fellow Initiate's, all of them arrayed in neat lines as the city and the Anirian warcamps lay out ahead of them. The siege had been ongoing for nearly three weeks now...

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https://i.imgur.com/yAjouUM.pngThe Holy City of Kortes "Why are we here again?" The obstinate voice of his fellow Initiate, Seren, echoed through the tiny warehouse that for the next week would be their home. Lothar glanced at her for a brief moment, adjusting the bandage which covered his hand...

Smoke curled like the twist and twine of witches' fingers along the bleak, grey sky above the mountains of Fel Draza. The ancient, forgotten city of Vel Draza was several peaks away, not even visible from where the carnage lay. The bodies of villagers and Anirian soldiers littered the...

Do I have more pleasures or regrets? As Everleigh got up from the bed and made her way to the chair, her eyes caught on to her discarded clothing. Her pants, her shirt, the cloak given to her by the Academy with the badge of the dreadlords peeking out of the black folds with its bright...

It was supposed to be simple supply drop-off. Benhaven was a small fort between Vel Cirak and Viret. A place staged to offer reinforcements if Vel Cirak was ever in dire need. A place to hold closer supplies. What was supposed to be simple mission to drop supplies off at Fort Benhaven...