falwood

  1. Brackard Cain

    Private Tales The Last Ride

    Sloan Twenty years ago The regiment was not quiet as it marched beyond the edges of the forests. Braying horses, hundreds of falling hooves and the laughter of men and women. An elven scout would hear them from a mile away. That was the point. They were making a show so that the elves knew...
  2. Niðþern

    Open Chronicles The fey beasts, the mane of the Unicorne

    Art by Eyvind Earle The sky was a gradient from deep periwinkle to rose pink, while the soil was as dark as coal. Many beasts lived here, many those magical and many more not. This forest was not an ordinary one. If one smelled, they'd be engulfed in the refreshing scent of mulch and wet moss...
  3. Malak Baske

    Private Tales Elves, Dragons, and Swords

    The Falwood was an odd place. Man, orc, and dwarf all made effort to tame the land, breaking wood and stone to craft house, wall, and castle. The elves were different, building from dead wood around the trees of the forest. Malak had come to the wood in search of work, and found it in the town...
  4. Arianrhod

    Private Tales A Walk In the Woods

    The Falwood was the true home for elvenkind. It was far more welcoming than the harsh cold in the north. Arianrhod felt more at home in these warmer woods than she did the pines that scattered the lower foothills of the Spine. The predators were less fierce, the forest was more forgiving, and...
  5. Eren'thiel Xyrdithas

    Fate - First Reply The Eventide

    FALWOOD Light flickered softly against cold grey stone, laced with ribbons of green, blue, and pink. Smoke rolled slowly out from a narrow mouth in the rock, which strove high into the air above. Within, a dark and musty tunnel. But he did not delve deeper than for shelter. Dark would soon be...
  6. Silver Romani

    Open Chronicles The Shift

    The young gypsy was riding into a deep wood, her goal to become as lost and as far from any sign of civilisation as was possible, and she was running out of time. She stopped near a stream, pulling the cool air in through her nose, and finding only scents of pine, animals and flora. No smoke. No...
  7. Llothr

    Fable - Ask Crystalline Skies and Devil's Dreams

    Falwood Sundown Even through the changing seasons, years, and ages, had Falwood persisted in its magificient and illusive beauty. As the Wandering One made his way, it could almost be described as a stroll. He enjoyed it here. It felt more familiar than anywhere else in Arethil. But alas, it...
  8. Ania

    Open Chronicles Runners

    Whispers can be heard in the backdrop of sound within Falwood. Amongst the skittering of insects, the rustling of leaves, and the howling wind between branches. Whispers. Many claim that only a select few can hear them. Many more claim it’s a fable to discourage children from wandering into...
  9. Enthund

    Fate - First Reply Vermin

    Retribution was an ever-present danger. Whoever was exerting it rarely truly mattered to an outside observer. Especially when blood was shed, innocent or not, it came to a point where good was inseparable from evil. Nobody even knew what sparked this chain of reaction. Most would say racism and...
  10. K

    Private Tales The Prince and the Fugitive

    Somewhere in the Falwood Fraeya Elwing A creek split the vibrant undergrowth of the Falwood. Patches of sunlight created a living painting on the earth through constantly changing gaps in the swaying canopy above. Somewhere far, far down the current, a buck dipped its snout into the stream and...
  11. Amros

    Private Tales The Neverending Road

    Just Outside Falwood The door to the Tramping Pony swung open and a tall figure entered. The dim lantern light of the interior cast shadows on his face, revealing the scars that webbed across pale skin. He had gray eyes, like steel, and hair the color of a fox pelt, which was soaked and matted...
  12. Hath Charosh

    Private Tales Don't go into the woods

    "No, no! I'm not here to fight!" Hath lowered his head and kept his hands by his sides. His palms were facing the band of orcs ahead of him to show that he was unarmed. It was a typical posture among the orcs to show a lack of aggression. The band ahead were on edge. They had clearly been in a...
  13. Daven

    Fable - Ask Peering through the Mirror

    Daven sat quietly in the gazebo watching the sunlight trickle through the treetop to the forest floor. Lost in thoughts known only to himself as the gentle sway of the branches above made the rays upon the grass dance in a waltz known only to the wilds of the world. Just as the sun set and the...
  14. Gabriel Banick

    Private Tales Lions and Dreadlords and Elves, oh my!

    The young Banick noble waited for one of the apprentice Dreadlords to arrive as added escort for his excursion to Alliria. A shipment of Cat's Paw ale along with some financial paperwork to sign over for a lasting contract not only for the continued shipments but further business with him had...
  15. Zari'to Honi

    Private Tales The Trouble With Relics

    Each step had been measured. Counted. And calculated. He knew the distance from the entrance to the pillar he was currently standing at, the time it took for him to cross that very distance if he walked at an even stride. Judging how heavy the item before him was, he even calculated the...
  16. Maranae

    Fate - First Reply Chasing threads...

    All the other children had slipped away. At least that was what Mara told herself inwardly. Gone home to their parents, those mystical creatures that she neither had nor understood very well. In truth, there were a great many things that the tall redheaded woman did not understand. The story of...
  17. Bruk

    Open Chronicles Keep Off Grass

    Bruk was lost. Not that this was much of an issue for the Orc, he didn't exactly have a set destination. Indeed, after Forest Gump had finally escaped the Ixchel Wilds he had picked a direction and just started walking. If there was an obstacle, he went around it*. If there was food around, he...
  18. king dac'are

    Private Tales The culling

    we set up camp on the edge of falwood the city of furless still in site. using distortion magic here would only attract attention and moving into falwood would put us at a disadvantage a night attack is not an option do to the amount of soldiers i brought "my lord is this not a difficult...
  19. Faerlin

    Open Chronicles Killing Time

    Faerlin had been gently, but firmly told by her superiors that she needed to take some time off. It had been the result of a long string of incidents that led to this moment, so the paladin couldn't put her finger on exactly had been the straw that forced her captain’s hand. It might have to do...
  20. Anverth Kettlewhistle

    Private Tales Coinciding Paths

    The young halfling had only been travelling with the caravan for a triplet of days, yet he already felt more at home on the road than he had at any point in his previous nineteen years. The crowd of travelers was more diverse than he would have imagined, boasting just over thirty members of all...