guardians of the rune

Grief was nothing new for Kaira. Despair was something fleeting, something to be felt and then let it seep away into nothingness. It made a person cold, detached, and unwanted. Why not me? For Death placed each hand at the shoulders of her mother and father when she was only a young girl...

Summer always felt different when in Valenntenia. Her home was away from the coast, but the Carvyre residence in Old Town gave them perfect view of the water, of the port and ships coming and going. Today, the crystalline water looked inviting, and the cooling sea breeze begged for her to dip...

Valenntenia - The Stalwart Bastion It had taken far more time, effort, and sweat than Rovias could have possibly anticipated when he'd set out to construct the pathway between Descendant and Ancient, but his unyielding resolve and wit had proven too much even for the realm of the Gods to...

It was a risk Kaira was willing to take. The idea of many Guardians gathering in one area was a risk they only took when it came to Homecoming every three years, but with so many being nearby or present in Valenntenia this time, she had thought it best to suggest to the Absalon that they take...

Continued from: https://chroniclesrp.net/threads/the-valenntenian-masquerade-festival.5790/page-8#post-161348 “Curious,” the woman remarked, her tone delicately tethered like a spider’s web in a breeze that she might speak too loudly, too forcefully, it might tear away, “to be among so many...

The Ruins of Alidonia The Eaglehead Peninsula "Alidonia has fallen." A large crowd had gathered in the main hall of Valenntenia's Tower. Guardians, Vanguard, and civilians alike had hoarded into the sacred building at the tragic news of what had happened to their neighboring city, a...

Once more, Konstantin found himself back in his home: the Clay estate in Valenntenia. It was perhaps not the first place one kept in mind when thinking of a training ground. It was nestled in a grove of old trees, sprawling with ferns and ivy, with a creek trailing behind it, it was a quiet and...

"I'd like to thank you all for agreeing to come with me." Hruugen spoke with all the reverence for the other Guardians that the 36th Temple had given him. Bent low and eyes closed. The motion of perfect trust in them. He had sent word to Solomon for help when he had seen the site for himself...

Spring had brought Valenntenia spectacular sunrises once more, now breaking earlier in the day that she did not have to wait long to see it light the skies in the softest palette. Kaira had spent two evenings in her room reserved for the Guardian of Faith at the Tower, as the last touches to her...

Old Town seemed to have been built for fanfare and celebration, but the Province had been built with newer hands and minds, the celebration of art and entertainment. As it looked north of the Tower, the view of the sea could be found at various places along the streets. Kaira liked it here, as...

"I'm not interested." Captain Willowood only gave the old man those three words, nothing more. Not even a passing glance was offered to the figure standing in the doorway of his cluttered and claustrophobic office, tucked into the corner of the Vanguard Headquarters at his request. The Captain...

Kaira loitered by the front entrance of the Carvyre Estate, staring as the guests that filled the room she had been in the past couple of hours now made their way back to the main city limits of Valenntenia. From the door, she could see the walls surrounding the ancient city, but in addition to...

Lale had waited a week before making her rounds through old haunts of Valenntenia. Her words of support for the Vanguard have been met with quite the positive response, and had made itself known throughout the ancient city after a couple of days. Her return had been met with disdain and murmurs...

Mikko had not known the severity of the questionable safety of the trade routes south of Valenntenia. The rumours were quite hushed before Lale Carvyre's return, who had seemed to find allies within the Vanguard in the wake of her father's misdeeds. Mik avoided Carvyre at all costs when she made...

GILD "Who are they?" Leah, Boesarius, and a city guard stood in the house. Outside, a full cordon of guards had been established. Inside, the bodies of two unknown warriors, their armor and garb dark and patterned with strange designs; elsewhere in another room lay the bodies of the Gildan...

Life had to move on after the months since Homecoming, and for Kaira, she was glad she was once more just a dweller in the Old Town. It was time for morning prayers, to listen to the High Priest speak of the old tales of the Ancients as noted in the Blessed Pages. Ever since Kaira had used her...

Another Homecoming came and went, but many of the Guardians chose to remain close to home after the events following the death of the Fire Guardian came to light. Sympathy and support came from the Descendants, and the Children of the Ancients were seen offering tokens to whatever Guardians they...