falwood

  1. Garrod Arlette

    Private Tales With a Hunger Most Foul

    7 Years Ago The Cat's Cradle Inn, In the town of Lesilan, Betwixt Alliria and the Falwood It pounded in his head. The green flame and its long teeth. A feeling he felt mirrored in his right arm. A feeling he felt digging into the flesh beneath the bone white gauntlet he wore. Yet he dare...
  2. Chasmine

    Fable - Ask Grievances & Regrets

    Falwood Gilram's Hidden Fortress Though no longer confined by the physical walls of the living realm, Chasmine still held herself to the virtues of propriety and manners she'd been taught long before she'd ever arrived at the Dreadlord Academy. So when Gilram requested her presence, the specter...
  3. Soleil Verdane

    Fate - First Reply Trapped in the Rain

    Soleil Verdane was trapped. The young Dreadlord Initiate, as could be imagined, was having a bad day. This bad day had its seeds planted three days prior. A mission gone wrong, enemy forces of the elven Fellowship stronger than expected, many Anirian Guardsmen dead or routed. Dreadlords and...
  4. Pasion Pasiva

    Private Tales A Long Way From Home

    Lucis crouched low near the water's edge. With elbows on knees, and balancing on the balls of his booted feet, he peered up through tendrils of silver-white hair that fell across his forehead and over his eyes. But there was little to see. The misty exterior of the dense forest didn’t give away...
  5. Violetta Amrita Primrose

    Fate - First Reply Cheers to You, Magnificent Dead.

    Aberresai Savannah - Northern Entrance to Falwood. Splintered wood. Broken wheels. Had to be more than wolves. Much more. Something giant, like a troll. Why would a troll be in the Falwood? It didn’t matter. Something of that size was the only real answer. Spilled goods. Smashed fruit...
  6. Ademar Acero

    Dreadlords From The East

    From the east, a violent wind gusts at the frontier of the great Republic of Vel Anir Edge of Falwood Easter Vel Anir Frontier He had done what no other Siruk Warlord ever dared of. Riding east of Allir Reach, further until they crossed Falwood and intrude territories of elven scum. Even after...
  7. Izara

    Fable - Ask How High We Go In The Dark

    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 white or red mushrooms growing between roots far older than Izara herself. It was the exact opposite of home, or what she used to...
  8. Everleigh Ebersol

    Private Tales Words Not Made to be Believed but Obeyed

    The first thing Everleigh had noticed when traveling up this part of the border was that there were no trees. Even though there should have been plenty, they all had been uprooted and shipped off for buildings in Vel Anir. Everleigh looked up to the sky, throughout the expanse of blue there...
  9. He Who Chews The Flowers

    Fate - First Reply Belittle Me, And You Will See Agony Sewn.

    Eastern Entrance of the Falwood - Half Moon Flowers wasn’t sure what the creature was. And he thought for sure he’d seen someone else in these woods. Someone running from the beast. He felt empathy for the creature, then. It was something with greying skin. It had limbs like he did but was...
  10. Eren'thiel Xyrdithas

    Fable - Ask Before the Dark Times | Sharyrdian Order

    The night was cool, and calm. The sky was clear, and the land was washed in the pale light of Arethil's moons, full in their beauty. Beneath them, in the midst of sparse trees and great fields of grass, a lone figure sat silently by a gently burning flame, just near a softly running stream. And...
  11. Arnor Skuldsson

    Fate - First Reply Soured Milk

    Village of Jarendale, Falwood "Most peculiar thing, you see, Slayer. All the milk, all the crops, withering away! Milk soured, juice tart, berries rotten, all at once!" The man said, as Arnor looked down at the meal he had ordered inside the village. Indeed he was right, the beer tasted like...
  12. Elinyra Derwinthir

    Private Tales Old Dreams and the Sea

    Dewdrops gleamed in the early morning sunlight, evanescent as dreams. Elinyra watched and listened to the unfolding symphony of a new day; insects stirring from plants in search of nectar, birds stirring from the trees in search of insects. A snuffling hedgehog was returning to its den, late for...
  13. Rainer

    Private Tales Lost in the Bowels of Dryadalis

    "Take this amulet. Find my daughter, do whatever it takes! Make those knife-ears pay for stealing my girl. Make them regret the day they crossed the hatched crest!" -Lower Council Member Frederick Chermain, unnamed house of Vel Anir Hate was a difficult emotion, requiring a certain level of...
  14. Violetta Amrita Primrose

    Fate - First Reply Drunks, Lovers, Sinners and Saints.

    Heartfoul Tavern - Somewhere In the Falwood The universe had told Violetta over and over again recently that she was just a mortal. It was a curious thing to want to beat into the head of someone who did all she could to feel alive. Approaching forty, Violetta had still felt like she was...
  15. Zael Castomir

    Dreadlords Who We Are

    "We are not. Doin this." Zael glared at his fellow Initiates. Three of them, at least. There had been just the faintest noise coming from the foliage and Zael had surreptitiously gone there, thrust his hand into the bush, and tossed out the culprit who now lay on the forest floor among the...
  16. Violetta Amrita Primrose

    Open Chronicles Some Unholy Obscenity

    Violetta’s day had been a normal one. Several logs chopped into firewood. Deer, rabbit, and fish hunted. The children in her village had been checked on and sent to their studies. She let out a happy sigh and put her fists on her hips as a notice of a job well done. Gods she was good at the shit...
  17. Stygr Rhogarsson

    Private Tales Witch of the Falwood

    Falwood Coast It had been several weeks since hostilities had began renewed along the Cortosi Coast with the Empire. Aniria had called for all manner of navies flying their banner, they even went so far as to hire the fleets of Jarl Rhogar of Vel Ragnarra. Tied up with skirmishes to the...
  18. Pasion Pasiva

    Private Tales A Quiet Life

    https://i.pinimg.com/originals/2e/49/24/2e4924b92e5e12fb789d40ce07dba67b.jpg She happened upon a patch of wildflowers and stopped to examine what was growing. There was a small mat of red clover, which she pulled by the root. It took some care, but she managed to clean off all the little clumps...
  19. Gladfrond

    Private Tales Bough and Bramble

    Stir did the wilds as the the breeze flowed through the trees and set all the leaves to shimmer and shake. Bough and branch swayed, at the edge of the ancient forest, where light still spilled through canopy and poured gold upon clearing and glade. Still, in parts of that ancestral growth...
  20. Ánië Táralóm

    Private Tales Remembering What Might Have Been

    The evening came with what seemed to her to be an unusual chill. But she admitted to herself that this could very well be normal, and so did her best to silence any uncertainty that dwelt within. Though she'd come to remember her name, and a few faces without their own, there was much that still...