heights of the spine

"Come on boy." Otho disliked the saddle, especially at first. It meant that Voe was going to feed him that certain mixture ores and minerals that reacted so spectacularly within him. Otho whined but followed unwilling to face disobedience. The bucket smelled of salt peter and lime. Death to...

With a crudely-buttoned, improvised fur-lined cloak and her mottled, cloaker-leather mantle covering her spidersilk robes, shod in a pair of slightly too large, wool-packed leather boots, and her wide-brimmed spidersilk hat pulled down to shade her sensitive eyes from the bright mid-morning...

Vel’duith slipped silently out of the barracks door, taking care not to let it slam in the gusting wind. Walking soundlessly into the courtyard, the dark elf surveyed for a likely spot. In the squalling wind and the black of night, the western watchtower stood unmanned, the night guards having...

(OOC: this is a sequel to the thread “On the Path to Crobhear”. Feel free to read that one for full context, but to put it in short: two yaegirs and a bard were traveling The Spine to deliver an evil artifact. The bard was injured in a kobold ambush and now the group has had to race the last...

A frigid wind whips roughly across the upper ridge of the gulley near Crobhear Lake, sending cascades of snow from the drifts above. A wretched time of year to need outside assistance. There was no doubt the wide open mountainside would be worse at this altitude. It was rare, perhaps once every...

The Spine The Crucible Stone Deep among the highest peaks, where snow falls and wolves howl, there too stands a monument of significance only to now a family few in number, ever growing shallower, yet this does not stop the rite of Tradition, even when the hours grow dark and grim...