falwood

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

"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...

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...

"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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

Roza’s village was roughly half a day’s travel by foot from the Falwood Portal Stone, but it wasn’t a bad walk. Elves were used to being on their feet anyhow, and their lithe and graceful movements ensured their travel was quicker than most other species. Traveling alone with a light travel pack...

The sun shone down on the small meadow in the middle of the wood elven village, the homes and markets bustling high above in the treetops. Roza and her elder sister, Junipett, were playing in that meadow, the light casting a golden halo down on their heads. Junipett was 30 years of age to Roza’s...

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I – I took the road less traveled b The weaved its way through the trees leaving a slight tickle on Arbane Thesalor's skin. His hand reached out toward a stretch of tall grass that ran along next to the road that he found himself on. The grass in front of him...

Several weeks of marching and what did they have to show for it? Nothing. Nothing but sore feet, blisters and sunburn. Having called a halt for the day, Captain Agatha of the Blackshields marched into her quarters with a look of quiet dismay written upon her face. Several weeks of slow-going had...

This wasn't supposed to be a hard day. Travel from point a to point b, it should've just been a nice little walk through the woods. Unfortunately, the spirit of the forest didn't agree with his supposition. Shaky fingers bent into a sign against evil, as he hopped off of his horse, Falstaff...

Falwood - Fal’Raheal, The Town Square Zulryn Oknu The sun gleamed fairly this morning in Fal’Raheal, uninhibited by any measure of cloud. Merchants served their clients, families roamed in the will of solace; a scene endowed in peace and diversified through its multi-cultural resonance...