falwood

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...

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...

Dark clouds, pregnant and ready to burst, had been gathering for days as she travelled ever eastward. That affinity if hers for the weather said it would come, a deluge that might turn the road - barely two ruts cut through a narrow lane between trees - into a mire. The humid air had been...

The sun was low to the horizon, and as it dipped lower and lower it cast the world in syrupy golden light, sharp shadows a strong contrast to the light slanting over distant mountains. Broadleaf trees stood among sparse firs at this altitude, far below the treeline and even further from the...

Clarissa Mejeure would never admit it. But she loved fucking elves. It just felt so wrong. So dirty, given what she and the Luminari believed. And that made it fiercely exciting. The taboo of it. And not just elves, though they were her favorite. Orcs. Dwarves. Xenos of all kinds. Thrilling. Oh...

In the waning hours of the day as the sun descended on the far-off horizon, a cool evening breeze blew in from the east. With it, a thick cover of cloud yielding a gentle rain rolled across the sky. In a shallow and open valley, set on the eastern banks of a great river flowing south, the...

Along the northeastern fringes of Falwood as night falls on the land, a riverside town of diminished grandeur offers the only refuge as a storm creeps in from the east. As you approach the town with seemingly no name it may seem quiet, but arriving at the gates proves there is indeed life behind...

She scowled at the man that sat across the table from her, glass of red wine in hand. Her mood was not improved by the fact that she could barely see over the top of the table, and had to crane her neck to look the fellow in they eyes. "You do not understand," the man began for the sixth...

Of all the things to run into out in the wildlands, a wildcat was not precisely what she had imagined when she woke up that morning. A normal cat - a puma, perhaps, or a tiger, she could see. Maybe. But not the four hundred pounds of striped, enraged feline that was hot on her tail, spitting...

Deep in the Falwoods… The company of soldiers trudged along the worn trails between the oaks and pines with forlorn weariness, their chests heaving slow, steady breaths. Those on foot were particularly worn, as one could tell by their slouching appearances and low cast gazes. Their chain mail...

(OOC INFO, PLEASE READ) (This is the story of Kreyadis Nightwing's origins, written in the Chronicles roleplay tab to validate the drama beheld before you in eyes of the Lore Standards, done so under the instruction of the administration of the Chronicles RP Forum. Some of you may have already...

Streamers of fog yet lingered in the air, the humidity slowly ebbing away to more tolerable levels as the sun finished its work burning it off. Here, in parts of the slums leading to the Shallows, the air smelled of the fens only a mile or less away, the air rich with life and the subtle...

Hey guys! I've got my first character all finished up, and I'm looking to see what sort of plotlines she might get involved in! I'm really looking to start her out in the forests west of Alliria - she's a hermit druid so she avoids the cities unless absolutely necessary. If you already have a...

It never occurred to young Wilkas that adventure could be such trouble. Far from the warmth and comfort of the tree village of Gildden his feet had been chasing the earth without direction. Making the mistake of assuming a cave would make good shelter, the little gnome didn’t check for wild...

He had traveled to Elbion, as he always had, on the gales of hope and some odd sprinkling of ambition. The college had offered him an opportunity to advance through to a more prestigious lecture hall, the sort with towering columns of hand-carved wood, inlaid by swirling tapestries of marble and...

Dioltas flag The monster-folk from the City of Dioltas have stopped many raids be them from lionfolk, or any other who would attempt to raid the merchants who passed near the city, each soldier wearing the flag of their city, on their breast plate. Each time a diplomat from the city would talk...

If anyone is interested in some writing with an old elf, I'd like to do something in either the area around Elbion/Falwoods or even...Thiria. Ere is heavily focused on maintaining/establishing trade routes, promoting the spread of Druidism, and is a low key capable Empath. I'd be up for any...

Open to all Orcs. OOC Thread Penteth Charosh, between Aberresai Savannah and Falwood The dawn was greeted with the soft songs that were individual to each tribe. There was a buzz around the camp. Young bloods eager to prove themselves were psyching themselves up for the challenges. Others were...

Somewhere in Northeastern Falwood. Anebus sat still, and unmoving somewhere in the forest. In which forest it wasn’t sure, but surely a forest. Currently it didn’t have it’s sight runes activated. It’d convinced itself it needed to learn to do without sight as a normal slime would. Though...

Niq would take a deep breath looking up at the trees. He'd smile as the fragrant odors of nature filled his lungs. He was standing near the edge of Falwood outside of Vel Anir at the approximate meeting spot for a job. He didn't know all to much about the job other than that he was to escort...