elbion

"Miss Brylee!" She felt fear, raw and cold, crawl up her spine. It was late on the streets of Elbion. The stone soaked up heat in the day and it was warm and humid at night. What were the odds? She thought. She was walking quickly, hood pulled up and he must have seen a lock of her hair and...

In a Tavern among the busy port district there sat an Elf with pale features. His white hair and cream colored cloak seemed to almost glow in the warm flickering light of the fireplace and lanterns lighting the dim tavern. His elegant features and slightly focused expression might have almost...

The pros of conducting research on Fraymancy in the deserts of Amol-Kalit: there is a lot of sun. The cons of conducting research on Fraymancy in the deserts of Amol-Kalit: the massive- apparently carnivorous- sand centipedes. This is what was running through Rignid's mind as he was running...

ooc: Hey! This is the first post for The Jester and also for Soddorrah, the travelling carnival city. Please feel free to add whatever reply you want to this post, whatever your character would do in a carnival! Especially if they're connected to Elbion. Enjoy! The Carnival is outside of...

Elbion | Merchant District One Week Prior, College of Elbion “Well students, the quarter is nearly over, and your projects are due next period. As you’re all making your final touches I want to remind you of twi things. First, any project created with College resources is the property of the...

THE RAGGED BAND They were a concourse of wretchedness, those men riding in the back of the wagon. Strangers to each other, nonetheless it had been a peculiarity of fate that each of them had a common destination, if uncommon origin. The driver of the wagon, an elderly man with long gray hair...

Elbion, The Port District The drow opened up his eyes as the sun was going down. Twilight hues of peach and purple glowed in through the window glass and painted the room in watercolor luminosity. He lay sprawled across a shabby bed in an upper room of dockside inn. Waking up, groggy, he...

Sarah passed by the gathered tents. People moved to and fro around her. Some glanced, some stared. All shared a look of pity mixed with disgust. It was understandable. Icy blue eyes stared from behind long, twisting locks of pale hair. Her tanned skin contrasted terribly with charring of the...

Elbion Briar Mreow. "Oh yes I am well aware that this is not your fault." Isaac said with a roll of his eyes, fingers interlaced with one another as he sat on the small roof top. Rain drops were pattering down, though none seemed to touch him as a field of warped air hung above his head...

The Great Merchant City of Elbion The Holiday Giftmas Bazaar Mid-Winter: One Week Prior to Giftmas Known the world over for a great deal many things, numbering high among them was the Holiday Giftmas Bazaar of Elbion. It had been three years since the city had celebrated such a wonderous...

Eir enjoyed relative privacy at her corner table in the open-air cafe. Passersby mingled along the wrought-iron fencing, abuzz with conversation drowned by the occasional crier's shout declaiming the news: Local wholesaler arrested on unknown charges. Influx of students following record low...

(Art Credit) The night went from calm to crazed fast. Outside, the Festival of Fiery Skies was in full bloom. Zael had been in Elbion long enough to see all of the preparations for it, and now at last the festivities had the whole of the city in a swell of merriment. Even the One-Legged...

The final preparations for the Festival of Fiery Skies, which would commence this coming night, had the city of Elbion busy and bustling. People from all over, near and far, occasioned the city for it. With the noontime sun high in the clear sky, the Festival was but a matter of hours away, yet...

Harrier Wren kept a shop in Elbion these days, or some of these days: she wandered too much to make any claim to constancy. Her shop fixed ruined books. Business was excellent. The front counter held a stack of letters from the College insisting that she cease and desist her disreputable...

[A very short and zany thread for any character to jump in. A little spooky writer challenge: each post cannot be longer than five sentences and the thread will end in ten days from today no matter what.] “Damnit, Mr. Sneezy, I told you it was newt’s foot not newt’s tail!” Shiloh Albright had...

The soft sounds of a child's laugh rang through the little house, ricocheting off of walls barren of paint or picture only to be stopped by the fogged windows from escaping out into the noisy, bustling streets of Elbion. It was cramped and cold, and the world outside these walls was hostile to...

(Art Credit) Zael Castomir did have work to do in the great city of Elbion, but he also had a few reasons (cough, excuses) to slack off. First of all, preparations for the big Festival of Fiery Skies were making things a little difficult. Second of all, his work wasn't exactly time sensitive...

Everyone knew that Prati’s restaurant and deli, The Great Impasta, was the only way to enter the underground spell-boxing fight club beneath the cobbles of Elbion. Of course, after Drakomir, it had been destroyed. Things had fallen on other things and the large cavern had been expected to be...

Elbion had seen better days. Nearly being leveled and marked off of all maps due to unnatural forces tended to do that. But she was recovering and rebuilding. That meant a deep starving hunger for all things known as resources. More labor. More wood. More metal. More stone. More. More. More...