ixchel wilds

The town had finally recovered from the raiders take over and settled back into an era of relative mundaneness. People had begun to mill about their daily lives and Zathria had been forcing herself more and more to go out into the daylight hours. Still all-too-eager to take night shifts and...

Far to the east, across the Spine, are the Blightlands of Molthal, a forsaken plateau. Travel south, past the Drawa, and the lands become humid, muggy, and full of enormous reptiles and insects. It was here that the Lady Nath'iarra and her sole surviving warrior, Valgir, fled. Behind them lay...

Vyx'aria told Zathria that she had to start playing well with others, and she didn't like that. She was downright terrible at it! She gave commands and people followed them or they lost their head. Life was so simple when it was like that. But now they had nowhere near the resources they had...

It was difficult to find places on the surface for a Drow to fit in. In this case, fit in was a strong word for what Zathria was doing. With hood pulled up over her head and a scarf pulled around most of her face, her features were obscured to the point that making out that she was a Drow under...

Vyx’aria ground her teeth as she silently reflected on her fall from grace. Her victories at Dhunbor, her leadership of Drow, all of that shattered by a rival House snatching it away from her. Leaving her disgraced and fleeing to the surface permanently. Humiliation was too small a word for the...

"An unknown creature threatens the end of the world in the south-eastern Ixchel Wilds... And we need a hero. Anyone who thinks they may be of service... Well, first-come-first-serve. A fine reward will be given, whether it be in treasure, artefacts, or currency. You WILL be paid handsomely...

(OOC: this is a sequel to the thread “Sudden Arrivals, Strange Portants”. Feel free to read that thread for the full context but here is a TLDR if you do not wish to. Irman completed his journey with Sigrun Flintfeet and Ispir Sione to deliver an ancient cursed mummy to the Noct Yaegir...

Leave it to Finn to make his own life difficult. He had accepted a bounty, with a decent purse, not totally sure what or where he was headed for it. The Ixchel wilds were not on his list of fun places to go. It was hot, and humid, on he was going to have to fight more than just the target he was...

Ittoi of the Moyani remained quite still near the edge of the clearing. It was the appointed gathering spot, but it would also make a fine ambush. They were close to the territory of the Rak'tell and another tribe. It was considered cowardly - across all the tribes - to kill another elf woth a...

"No." Ittoi said the single word and held his club out to his right, blocking the path of the younger elf. By the standards of his tribe, he was relatively old. Ittoi had not lived to this age by making foolish mistakes. "Look." He pointed his club forwards. Nestled in the ferns ahead was...

https://i.imgur.com/OMupoVW.pngIxchel Wilds - Near Mallian It had stared weeks ago. He couldn't explain it then, and he couldn't explain it now. A siren's song with seemed to ring within the back of his head over and over again. It called out to him, and pulled like rope tied around his very...

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The winding trails between the similarly elder undergrowth that dominated the Ixchel Wilds. Insects of every variety seemed to swarm and congregate within the space allowed by the vibrant and virulent growth of vines and low hanging branches. Even the floor of the woods that he traveled saw but...

By Sebastian Wagner on Deviantart Somewhere south of the Drawa River in the Ixchel Wilds... Elaine was convinced she was dead. Staring up at the shafts of warm sunlight filtering through the leaves, the pale duanann maiden shivered instinctively as a warm breeze flowed around her perch...

Inside the dense jungle that made up the majority of the Ixchel Wilds there was nothing amiss. Lush flora and the dissonant harmony of bird song resounding throughout, unbothered. Casimir was heard before he could be seen, and even then, only a keen eye could distinguish the bright flash as not...

Ixchel Wilds - Just South of the Ixchel North Stone. A night as so many were. Black as pitch with the moon shutting its eye almost entirely. Cicada song and the call of wolves filled the air so that the sinister silence it would bring could not find a foothold. The Ixchel Wilds acted as an...

The hall was entirely foreign, but somehow Noiraeve Talastra knew where she was whenever she dreamed she was there. The knowledge, sufficient to guide her feet in the shadow realm of dreams, could not bridge the gap between her unconscious self and the waking world. The hall's vaulted, gilded...

After a long and tiresome and expensive journey, the last thing Elianora Ardor could possibly want is a full-blown storm. Yet, the rain still came and drenched the young traveler who stumbled through the tangled Ixchel Wilds. Ten days prior, she had unexpectedly appeared at the portal stone in...

Luella was currently braiding her hair, sitting at her small vanity and gazing intently at the mirror. She was currently working on two war braids, one on either side of her head, her fingers meticulously weaving through her platinum hair. She had been doing her hair like this for years, it was...

The sounds of camp echoed through the clearing at the edge of the Ixchel Wilds. Horses, the clank and clatter of armor, blades, and hammers, the smell of roasting game all blended together beneath the numerous pennants that flapped atop the pavilions. Each was colored in the insignia of their...