ixchel wilds

It was fucking hot. Henry's clothes, a white linen shirt tucked into black trousers, and an unlaced arming doublet was all the First Rank Dreadlord wore. His armor, something easily replaceable, was tossed aside days ago. The saber at his side was the only weapon the man possessed, and he'd...

Izerth Cyyrin Jormodo Weylin Kyrel The setting sun streamed through the clouds, painting the sky a beautiful and vast array of oranges and reds as it washed over them with its radiant light. Birds danced through the air, filling the air with their idle songs and calls as they flocked to one...

The emptiness of the wilderness is always an illusion. Every creature capable of hiding then hid behind anything they could, including behind those of who could not, as a mass of rolling roots and twisting tendrils lumbers through the underbrush of the forest. Moving upon four of the larger...

Ixchel Wilds - Central Nayella could smell the flames from miles away. Even in the humid heat of the Wilds the smoke seemed to permeate the air, covering all the scents of the jungles around her. The smoke was a stark contrast to the running water of the river bed besides her, and the fact...

Dusty stopped when her hooves approached the boundary between life and death. Raigryn hadn't expected it to be such a clear demarcation. They stood on soft, green grass. A small contingent of adventurers as well as a squad of dwarven warriors from Belgrath. Ahead of them nothing grew. Dead...