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Vel Anir. Not exactly a town a shapeshifter wanted to find himself in but one full of opportunity. Joseph hated this place, deeply and with a passion, but at least the whiskey was clean. He could cloak himself easily here. No one paid attention to someone his size, a fact that was once painful...

If they had seen him coming, they would have done something. That was always the idea, wasn’t it? To hide the shame of the fae courts far away from anywhere it could pop up and embarrass someone. So far, Joseph had done them a favor by staying away. He had been back home in Floiland drinking...

Vulpesen growled as he swatted at yet another insect attacking him through the underbrush. "You sure you don't know any pyromancy?" he grumbled, casting a pleading glance to his diminutive companion, Khehe. Varos' instructions had been rather clear in where he was directed to go. Near the edge...

“Dear I really don’t think this is productive..” Rosebury’s gentle words fell on deaf ears as they moved through the forests. Finding the Sluagh wouldn’t be difficult. Joseph had spent enough time with them when his wife was alive, and this was the time of year they emerged in force. To dispense...

Death was all that mattered anymore. Arguably one of the most powerful fae ever to walk Arethil sat blankly inside a bar, surrounded by a small phalanx of bottles. Whiskey, mycowine, beer, it didnt much matter as long as it kept hitting his system and keeping her from resurfacing in his...

Ceinwyn was not from the autumn court, not originally. She had been born in the Summer court, and had known sunshine, warmth, and blooming flowers for most of her life. The blooms called to her, and she to them, and it was this affinity that garnered the attention of the high fae of Autumn. To...

Luella was currently braiding her hair, sitting at her small vanity and gazing intently at the mirror. She was currently working on two war braids, one on either side of her head, her fingers meticulously weaving through her platinum hair. She had been doing her hair like this for years, it was...

Rosebury loved the Silent Court in actual autumn. The world was cooling, and growing cold and wet above. The subterranean Silent Court was always bursting with light. Castigare, always a lovely and lively city, was even more boisterous than usual. Rosebury sometimes felt as though Castigare was...

Compared to their seasonal neighbors in the Autumn Court, the Vitae's abode was a humble one. A single large estate hidden deep within the forest, though for its three residents, the place often seemed far too empty and spacious. Such was not to the case tonight. Brilliant decorations of onyx...

The forests of southern Falwood were unusually still, and had been for days now. The wind did not blow through the trees like the careless sighs of the gods, the sky did not darken with rage and rainfall, pummeling the soft soil with its fury, and the howls of the hungry in search of their next...

She never used to have bad dreams. Before leaving Delbhna, before Liath, she only ever had good dreams or (more often than not) none at all. Yet these days all she seemed to have were nightmares and strange dreams. At first that’s what they had felt like: dreams, nothing more. The pull was new...

Not all faerie business happened deep in the faewilds, far from the sight of mortal eyes. Every day, all across Arethil, the secret lives of the fae unfolded just beyond the veil of glamour, right underfoot of mortals from Amol-Kalit to the Eretejva Tundra. Very few were aware that the fae had...

Alliria - Center Commons Early Evening Dear Travelers - The Lady Mirlorne seeks the aid of a skilled Mage or Sorcerer who is knowledgeable in most unusual magics. Students and the untested need not apply - this mission requires high expertise and finesse. Applicants should be able and ready...

Winter Court - Northwestish of the Spine Underhill - The Scarlet Hall Though it had been some two thousand years or longer since he'd stepped foot in the Scarlet Hall, Asemir felt its regal walls filter into his memory as if he had never left. The same cool, crisp air he recalled of nights...

Southern Falwood Domain of Nairth San'Seya West had not been the direction Eske thought to travel when preparing to deliver the Futures Tome to the King of the Spring Court. Northeast to the Taagi Baara Steppes is where she'd always planned her path. It was often a long and tiring journey and...

Though the ground glistened like rain had fallen, the liquid that shone wasn't clear but crimson. Bodies of her comrades lay spread across the meadow, now carrion for the birds that circled overhead. One fae soldier per every ten naga. Lori had been one of only eight soldiers sent to the border...