falwood

“Is this really necessary?” Her words dripped from full red lips, slow and sickly sweet as honey. The elf craned her neck to the side, the motion causing her long braid of golden hair to sway across a shoulder and the collar around her throat to be bare, cold metal stiff above the taut tendons...

Having left the bayou for more fertile land Beatrix had found herself standing amidst the ancient trees of the Falwood, tall and proud and so very full of life. It was the perfect place to experiment... The witch had spent some time marking out the ideal spot for her spell; a small clearing...

Mission: Escort Serelai Virelle Location: Meeting spot at Tavern before the road out of Falwood Level: Easy Money Corin loved escort missions. They were by far the easiest and often paid the most. Silly nobles and their kin frequently feared the outdoors, so they looked for the best blade...

Scout led him through the under brush, the dog’s tail a flag he followed through thickets at a low run. The dog must have picked up the scent of the elk. Hawthorn thought they must be close now. He held his strung short bow in his left hand, three arrows in his right, and kept a good grip on...

“Je'ti attolre fon iach fy absendien.” I pray thee, be well in my absence. It had only been three years since she'd said those words near the edge of the Falwood. Three years gone by since she'd been cursed beneath these trees. A mere three years since she departed to find her fate far across...

Time. Time had had a most strange effect upon the castle floor. At first, it had been all chaos and frenetic energy. Blood had pooled deep into the grooves of ancient stonework, filling them like overflowing canals. The king had shuddered, his flesh twitched and spasmed around my sharp embrace...

And so Argós stopped. He was walking, walking and walking and nothing of finding a city, a village or even a building of someone who was living in that forest. The green trees of long trunks and exposed roots filled the scenario instead. Large rocks with moss and bushes of all sizes accompanied...

You are here because you responded to a notice posted across the region. Not that many people can even read, but perhaps you heard it from a town crier. https://chroniclesrp.net/Folklore/Catacombs-of-the-Crying-Marsh-Quest Aurra adjusted her rapier. To sit comfortably she had leaned it...

A moth flapped its wing in a hurry, making Wordweaver's ear twitch imperceptibly. The thick foliage of the southern Falwood rainforest trapped the moisture in the air, shielding its ground from the dimming amber of the sun far above. With its balmy, humid air, Wordweaver could even smell the...

"I'm here about the contract," you said - don't you remember? All around, the voices of many others filled the air. Business at the Black Talon was bustling this evening, and there was little need to pay much mind to anyone trying to listen in to details. Even an elf's ear would be hard pressed...

Two months had gone by since Livia graduated. Two months since she now bore the title Dreadlord Quinnick. Two months since she restarted her hunting and tracking for this artifact with Cenric's help. Two months since... she last saw him. Silas, the one she claimed that had her heart, but...

The Falwood was everything everyone always said it was. Verdant and full of life. A sea of green as far as the eye could see. Ferns and moss among the trees, large mushrooms growing between roots far older than Izara herself. It was the exact opposite of home, or what she used to call home back...

There was a small town just north of Vel Cirak called Umanji. While not notable enough to warrant a Vel title, it was a favorite jaunt for one of the prominent nobles in Vel Anir. A cousin to the Urahils. Bernard Urahil. Lumen had to wonder if he had the signature Urahil pale-blonde hair...

There was nothing out here for him to punch without magic, but for days now; no, weeks, Rhidian had been filtering a rage he only felt when he came into possession of his magic. Krixus had helped him understand then, had been the one to help start him controlling and honing his magic that...

Coyotes yipped at Lessat as it rose above the forested hills. The western sky bathed in fire as the sun settled beyond sight. To the east, the sky diamonds began to gleam on their velvet sphere. She sat in the seat beside the Master, trying not to doze. It had been a long day spent on the road...

The merry crackle of the fire and the cheery glow was a welcome reprieve from days spent trudging through the forest. The crackle was a counterpoint to the muted roar of the rain as it came down in a deluge. A quieter version of the thunder the growled low and melancholy as the grey skies...

Long days were becoming more and more regular now that Zinnia had graduated and been assigned a level. Such was to be expected; it was her duty as a Dreadlord to fight and serve on behalf of her country. What was less expected was the odd nature of some missions. While Proctor Salak had...

[Shogun Rising - Noah Bradley] Early morning. A blanket of dew still sat upon the grass and leaves of this village on the edge of the Falwood - Vel Sain. Light just broke the horizon. The villagers began to stir as chickens and pigs began to make noise. No more than 100 people lived in this...

The Eastern edge of Vel Anir's territory had always been a dangerous place as it collided with the Falwood. Monsters often came from the woods making it hard life for the Anrian Frontiers people, but not all monsters that came from the woods had fangs and claws, some stood on two legs and came...

Alliria had been a rich hunting ground for a time. But those with power were beginning to figure out there was a pattern to what was taking their people at night, and he'd been pushing his luck far too much to remain around the large city for too much longer. The bag he kept on his back full of...