friendship

On the edge of the Falwood, beyond it's Fae courts on the eastern coast the peace was broken by a heavy sigh. Not the sigh of love found or exhaustion (though he had been travelling a day and a night without stopping) but a sigh of great mourning. To the people he was Rhuk Anagg, The Dragon...

It had only been a day since Esmerelda had returned from her dreadful trip to her now ex-fiancés home land. Not only where they attacked on her journey causing a new scar ( which she actually happened to like) but it had turned out to be an utter waste of time. Well, not completely...

Hello everyone! I'm interested in writing some relationships between characters, not necessarily romantic though I'm open to that too, but I was thinking more along the lines of familial relationships. One of my favorite things to write is sibling relationships and I've had some fun roleplaying...

A classic adventure style! The Adventurers Guild is offering a reward for the extermination of a nest of monsters located in a nearby ruin. They are encouraging adventurers and freelancers to form a party and go in to take care of these monsters that are causing trouble. There's also going to...

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An Undetermined Amount of Years Ago... Isielle sniffed, wiping her face with her sleeve as she dodged pedestrians and carts through the streets of Underhill. Her mother's words still rang in her ears, and her cheek burned hot from an unexpected slap. Her mother had never hit her before. The...

After her father's death, Jett Alistair stayed at her childhood home for 4 years, when she was 17 she sold the property, bought a horse, and chose to travel the world on her own. Now, A year later, she has met many people, and seen many things. But some days she wished she had someone she could...

How does one begin? Who would follow such a being that would reach out to claim the world as his own? Who would bear witness to his legend, stand by his side and proclaim his name to the world? Who would stand by his side through thick and thin to see his ideals of the world finally come to...

The lower mountain of The Spine was damp from recent rainfall, the sky still held some clouds, but the sky was now bright and blue with the sun drying the leafs at a rather quick rate. The woods that looked all the greener from the rain were full of bird song, many different melodies forming a...