Gold, the lifeblood of Elbion. It was as much a city of merchants as it was a city of scholars, and outside of the college the merchants controlled the flow of life. That made this life hard for Caddell. He had a gold deficiency that was making the adventurous life of learning and experiences...
Mid-morning. Elbion in sight. And the carriage rolled along the road, preceded by a wagon full of personal guards, half a dozen in all. Each speaking to his wealth. His influence. As did the carriage itself. Covered, luxurious cushioned seats, glass windows on the two doors. A man of many means...
How many years had it been? Too many. Far too many. Hearts near empty and hungered for what they knew. A return to the familiar. A return to the familial.
A gray cloak walked down the ramp of a ship from the east. It had been a long journey. Months in fact. Pulling back the hood Kaelen looked...
It was a privilege to lead attacks on the surface, and it had been a dream of the newly appointed Commander for years now. She had her chance now, and this raid would be the first of many. The goal was to take critical supplies and artifacts that were being transported into the rich city of...
It seemed to be a rather average day around the Elbion gates, a stream of merchants and civilians alike were coming in and out of the roads that led into the large city that is Elbion, a reasonable number of guards were posted around the gates as expected, checking and validating those who were...
COME ONE COME ALL!
Where are the freaks?
Where are the outcasts?
Come and join our happy family! come and join the fellowship of brothers and sisters! The gathering of lovers, joy makers, showmen, tricksters, comedians, magicians and other lunatics like that! come and join us in bringing...
The small woman sat silently on her knees, a hand idly running over the small insignia on the corner of the shawl she wore. The threads there coming together to form what she had been told was the letters B and L. It told her the color of what she had adorned, a small mercy granted to her by a...
Background
It has been a few years since the Shadow of Elbion had returned to his home. He has spent the majority of the past several years in solitude, writing down what he had discovered of his deity. Volumes he had written on this subject, elaborating upon the practices for his newfound...
Mystmarch was great. It was where Caddell was born. But his people were not the most, understanding, about his circumstances. The idea of spirit magic was a threat to them. Something about it being used in the past to raise angry spirits, enslave spirits of nature and the elements, and placing...
The College of Elbion – the center of magical knowledge.
A new round of applications to the College has begun! Any being wanting to attain arcane arts could do so there. Those 16 and older were free to apply – provided they could pay for the fee. And those with the pedigree or ability or money...
Hello!
I've just created my character and am looking for people to interact with! Could be something trivial like finding having a chat in a library, or something more exciting like an excursion into a bandit cave. It could even be a ship battle, or at least a battle involving a ship.
I'm open...
It had taken some time but Joseph and his hires had eventually gotten away from the strange elf woman at the tavern. An odd event that warranted a private room for their discussion. After changing locations Joseph revealed the nature of the job to Liam and Simin Omid. It seemed he had a deal...
Hook:
Dolana Stonebeard, a dwarf Maester of the Fourth Order at the College of Elbion, has been working on her dissertation for the last eight years. As is standard practice, few if any outside of Dolana's advisory board were aware of her upcoming dissertation defense to become a Maester of the...
The loud clanking of mugs and glasses carried through the windows just as easily as the smell did. Someone shouted and the other patrons joined in a discordant chant that culminated in the strumming of a lyre and cheers. Inns like this always had a quality to them that those in the larger cities...
"If that bastard, Jick, gave me shit information again, I will cut out his tongue," Surks muttered under his breath. The man in question, Jick, had a track record of giving out information that was not entirely correct. Jick had a tendency to get over excited and sell his information...
She moved with haste through the brush, terror strangling her heart as she fled into the darkness, sobs of fear trailing behind her. Her legs wobbled, threatening to give out from beneath her yet she powered through the spasms of fright that threaten to rob her of her mobility. The stinging pain...
Hey gang, looking to start a small quest soon and wanted to see if anyone is interested in joining me and Phillipa Ebonheart. The quest itself would involve looking into the murder of Governess, a magical artifact, various ghost towns popping up along the coast of Vel Anir, and a looming threat...
The sun was going down in Elbion. It had cast long, deep shadows through the city, but lamps were going up to combat the growing darkness. Evening came early in the winter months, but the bustling streets were alive at all hours. Some businesses had closed for the day while others would be open...
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