eternum

Steve walked along the hallways with his entourage, puzzling over what Sathirena could have called him for. H-Had he forgotten an important date? Did he forget her birthday, oh, or perhaps her resurrection day? Hmmm now that he really thought about it he didn't really know either. Also shouldn't...

Steve was so exited of course some lessons had been given to members of the Eternum long before there was a college. Heck there had been lessons before they had even gotten on the boats that token them to their new home, back during the great exodus. But this, This was the big leagues. Finally...

The doors to the council chambers in the tundra citadel of the Eternum flew open and a walking corpse strode in. “Right, where is everyone? Steve? Steve?” The ancient Lich looked under the table, milky white eyes swiveling this way and that. “Where did that little necromancer get to? Oh...

Steve watched as those with authority came into the meeting room. He had called them all here to talk over running the city. While there had been some basic rules while the city was beginning, and being built, it was time for those in power to finally make a stance about how things would be run...

I would love to have some political/governance rp for the Eternum. Just to talk about potential issues that might have arisen and needed to be addressed. Maybe the college needs more funding, or there was a problem with the students. Maybe in the city there has become a problem with class...

In the south-west of Eretejva trouble and unrest was stirring. Many had been dubious at best when the Eternum had suddenly turned up in their boats one day and just suddenly built their city in their lands. They were a pain and unwelcome, but not much more. They had kept their promises made in...

Steve reflected on the things that might be counted as mistakes in his previous attempt to improve relations between The Empire, and The Eternum. One maybe a letter was not personal, or respecting enough. Showing up yourself, or at the very least sending a humanoid messenger shows more respect...

Thump. The butt of a hardwood stave drove itself into the barren, wintry ground of the Eretejva Tundra. A pair of boots came next, wearily stomping into the ground. Thud. How does one greet a dead man? Do you compliment their health? Seems a bit risky, but perhaps it could be taken as a...

The Eternum reared to life in the months that passed since the day they first stepped on the Eretejva Tundra, the promise of sanctuary within its snow-touched shores providing a constant motivation. When the scouts had brought their findings back to the camp, a wave of euphoria rapidly spread...

Dozens upon dozens of ships floated upon the horizon, riding upon crashing tides and waves. Massive sails filled the sky as the fleet crept closer and closer, each bearing the same sigil on their flags. As flocks of dark shapes circled above the fleet, hundreds of figures and silhouettes could...

Edmund had made haste home, his bag filled to the brim with all of his notes and data that he required. His wife's parents had caught wind of his experiments and had sent for a group to silently snare him. He couldn't be stopped now however. Not when he was so close to his goal. He had met a...

(This is open to anyone in a position of power in the Eretejva tundra) The message had gone out weeks ago, carried by Dea'roh that had lost their pigmentation, and held only unlife in them now. To the capital of Nordengaard however a raven with the same condition of unlife was sent. each had...

Magnan Smithson and co. Frostspire mountain, a sight to behold. But not only one of the grandest ice-covered and snow-tipped mountains on Eretejva, it was also the home to one of the most prominent dragons in the area. Sathirene. The broodmother. The mountain would strech far into the sky and...

Magnasandree looked out among the Eternum camp from the small hill they had claimed for themselves, as the leader of the movement. Their small building, constructed by a couple of reanimated geomancers out of the hardened earth of this continent, was still the largest and the fanciest. It was...

Who wants an invasion?! Not the Nordenfiir, but they're getting one. The Eternum marches north along the eastern side of the blightlands in mass numbers, with undead Monstrosities both of this world and not (thanks demons) tearing their way through the land, their sights set upon the distant...

Dear, Literally anyone from Eternum, It is me Steve, The guy who left to get you more undead/mounts. So I haven't heard from you since I left... is everything going well? I would love if you could send me a letter back sometime telling me where we are going to be actually setting up the nation...

The earth shook lightly as the line of undead marched through the barren land, the sun shining down in contrast with the harsh wind that steadily grew colder and colder with each step. Eilasandree glanced behind her at the procession, past the red hair of her dozing partner, nodding in...

Cool stagnation filled the massive chamber that had long been exempt from the passage of day into night. Dry preservation etched the lack of decay across smooth, but simple mortar. Lucidity had begun to flee in ripples across tombs that no longer embraced the dead. Instead, whispers born from...

The lower mountain of The Spine was damp from recent rainfall, the sky still held some clouds, but the sky was now bright and blue with the sun drying the leafs at a rather quick rate. The woods that looked all the greener from the rain were full of bird song, many different melodies forming a...

Hey, I don't know who will be receiving this letter, but I hope it is finding you in good health/unhealth, I have some good news and some bad news. Normally I would ask if you wanted the good news or the bad news first, but since we are literally several nations apart, and as I don't feel like...