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...
Bright hues of amber and violet streaked across the sky as they wove their own tales over the city of Alliria. The cacophony of noises that the daytime often brought, began to quieten down. Most people began to drift into their homes, places of comfort, or the nearest tavern. The latter was what...
Deep in the Falwoods…
The company of soldiers trudged along the worn trails between the oaks and pines with forlorn weariness, their chests heaving slow, steady breaths. Those on foot were particularly worn, as one could tell by their slouching appearances and low cast gazes. Their chain mail...
I am looking for four to RP with me, The Rule of Seven must be obeyed
https://chroniclesrp.net/Folklore/SanLayn
From this will stem two immediate threads, the first of which being "The Ritual" as depicted in the poem under the Traits tab, and the, second "Whispers in the Wind" being that...
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He had traveled to Elbion, as he always had, on the gales of hope and some odd sprinkling of ambition. The college had offered him an opportunity to advance through to a more prestigious lecture hall, the sort with towering columns of hand-carved wood, inlaid by swirling tapestries of marble and...
Many summers ago, a single grain of sand rode the wakes of Cairou to land ashore, far North of the sprawling deserts. The Aberrasai, the Serret, even Amol-Kalit; these features consumed and gestated at the grain, forming the lazy hills of a residential and merchant based community. Elbion had...
Hi! Foxy here with a brand new character! Angel Girl is an escaped slave fleeing to Kor Gol-something and she's in the Spine somewhere. This PTSD-ridden winged girl could use some friends besides her unnamed Dog!
Please feel free to jump in here!
Weylin Kyrel Velaeri
Dawn was breaking on a new day. A clump of snow fell from a branch of a nearby pine tree. The sun’s first rays slowly bleached the sky yellow, shining brilliantly on snow-capped mountains. The cold of the morning was no different from the cold of the night, and yet it woke the slumbering elf all...
Aurelia has heard news from passing travelers in The Spine that several students from the Elbion college have been captured by slavers and taken to Cerak At'Thul. She fears that one of the students captured is the youngest daughter of her foster family, Eowyn. Her suspicions are confirmed when...
Falwood Border - 800 Leagues South-West of Alliria
Word had been sent, now it was just a matter of waiting. Ironically despite her age and heritage Fëanáro Elrohir was actually not at all good at waiting for others, she liked action and she liked to take care of issues before they became...
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