falwood

It had been several weeks since Arastan, Taliyah, and a delegation of Aellevanda had left their city and headed south for Fal'addas. The unit of the royal guard that followed was with them for obvious reasons, and the diplomats that traveled with them were the diplomatic 'advisors' to Arastan...

Nighttime, a few years in the Past, somewhere in Northeastern Falwood. It was the good year 365 and Ziggy had just completed their 364th birthday. The day had no importance for the nomad merchant, who spent most of last decade or so dancing around with elves and fae, moving from experience to...

[art creds] The small town of Lahiri was right on the border of the Falwood. Because the majority of it’s occupants were human, it had been claimed by Vel Anir. There were plenty of whispered rumors that Lahiri pledged allegiance to Vel Anir long ago because during the second war it was clear...

Somewhere in Falwood Someone at the Academy thought they were hilarious. They were the only one. Eleanor and Vance had been sent on a mission together. Alone. Fuck, was the first thought Eleanor had when the Proctor had given them the mission details. The two of them were to go to a...

[Location: Near the Falwood Border] The air stank here. Of refuse. Sickness. The village youth went missing only to return a few weeks later, pale and softly bleating gibberish with pustules of darkness pulsing underneath their clothes. Mothers wept as they tended to their dying sons and...

Tessa Varon "Out of the way, out of the fucking way!" The group of armed men had burst into the farmstead without warning. They would take no argument as they carried one of their wounded members into the kitchen and dumped him on the table. There had been rumours that the mayor of the...

A month had passed. Within that time, many things had happened. There was another court party that Luella had gone to and regretted as she had made a fool of herself. Meeting another swordsman who bested her with ease. Baking a cake and getting higher than Lessat at it’s peak. Beginning the...

Lechies gently nudged Garuban's arm aside, mentally commanding her werelight to lift higher that she might better examine the bump on the man's head. It was about the size of her fist, most of it disappearing under his black hair, but what she could see of the injury was a painful shade of red...

“Keep raising your sword up and you’ll keep getting kicked,” Luella growled up to her opponent, Urube, a tall and fit duanann who lately seemed always trying to spar with her for the last four months. She didn’t mind of course, more practice for when it came to her going against bigger opponents...

Village of Sonder, West of Alliria Click-click, click. Arnor's horse tread on the stones leading to Sonder, his eyes darting to and fro each way. The entire feeling was off. His adventures, his exploits and his experience had lead to him have a sort of sixth sense of danger and when...

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...

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...

Not everything was as it should be. Not all had occurred as he had foreseen those ages ago. Were he a lesser creature he might think his memory dulled, but with he, such things were not so. He did not succomb as those of these descended images to such things - he remembered quite vibrantly. And...

The river babbled as small azure fish swam gently about the clear waters that ran through this patch of densely grown forest, a forest that was covered with heavy moss on almost every surface and blanketed in an almost reverent amount of quiet. Roots of trees dipped into waters that sparkled...

An old ruined cabin in the Falwood. As the tale goes: long ago a toymaker dwelled in this place, but he grew bored with creating his inanimate dolls and stuffed creatures... so he began to experiment with weaving in to his creations the essence of life. Children went missing, hundreds over the...

The wilderness of Falwood wasn't for the faint of heart. It was an untapped stretch of thick, rolling forests, all with its own dangers, both living and inanimate. It was a haven for the survivalist types, and a sure way to die for those that entered unprepared. Orandyr Ironsoul was far from...

Greenholm, a new upstart village right on the edge of the Falwood and the Aberrasai Savannah. It has developed to a point of having most of the basic requirements of a settlement: a cash crop, a competent carpenter, and a mayor. It has an approximate population of somewhere between forty and...

The midday was crisp, still sunny enough to see everything around you, but with just the right amount of clouds to shield one's eyes from the sun's harmful gaze. Perfect day to take a stroll through the woods, to go camping, throw up a barbeque, literally any outside activity. It wouldn't be too...

It was his concern for the wellbeing of nature around him that now caused Nairth to stir. He'd felt it in his right arm: A small twinge of pain that told him one of his thresholds protecting this place had been crossed by mortal. His slumbering eyes shot open, their golden hues burning with a...

Somewhere along the northern edge of falwood, in an elven village. Screams of the tormented echoed through the elven woods. Mother, father, daughter, son, the fey beasts and the fey folk alike, everyone was screaming for their loved one's life. Louder than the roaring fire, but not loud enough...