knights of anathaeum

Teaching was, still something that was starting to form within Josai's mind. Never quite saw herself as a teacher. Hardly liked taking on assistants and helpers when it came to manning the bar at the knoll. Yet, she understood the importance of it. Least, she thought she did. "So, tell me...

There had not been time for Monroe to bother reading the sign that pointed south, towards the sea, but the winds that washed over her was unlike any siren song she ever heard. The scent of the sea water conjured up memories she had longed to relive, carried away by the longing she felt to see...

Snow muffled the small footsteps belonging to Alouette. In the crook of her elbow was an old wicker basket that Squire Ulrika had been kind enough to lend her for today, filled with nothing but a chunk of bread and a much smaller chunk a hard cheese. Alouette had to make sure that even when she...

It had been a long trek on this last mission. Finally a knight and a member of the Dusk Sanctum, Rin had been paired with Isander, a knight of the Dawn Sanctum. It was common that a Dawn and a Dusk member were paired together. They had ridden out to search out a creature that had hidden in the...

The halls of Dunhold were cold and empty. Howling winds and dancing shadows gave the place a sinister air. A lie, Faramund knew. It was warmer inside the keep than it was outside, and the ghosts all wore friendly faces. Still, the prospect of spending another blustery night cooped up inside this...

The Monastery's kitchens were a hubbub of controlled chaos, a symphony of clinking utensils and the comforting hiss of pans atop the roaring fires. In the heart of this organized mayhem, Farren found herself amidst the bustling warmth, the faint aroma of bread mingling with the savory scent of...

"Freezing out here..." Teddie thought to himself, trudging toward the location he'd been pointed to. "Surely this must be part of the test to initiate new members." The chill in the air blew his earthy colored clothes in the wind, flapping like sails around him and threatening to lift him into...

Hi! I'm searching for an RP partner for my boy Teddie (Seen here in all his meek insignificance) to show him the ropes and help him build some skills! He's far from an ideal candidate for the Knights, but he's got the spirit! I'm looking for someone who would either be happy to take him as a...

A pair of siblings, ten and thirteen of age, had gone missing. This had been in the midst of a busy yesterday, wherein the actual time of their disappearance eluded everyone. The lone father had come back to an empty home from a day’s work, it already late in the afternoon and with the dark fast...

Winter had finally arrived and tables and chairs had been set up inside a large white tent. The Knights had a serious problem on their hands: Syr Cymbeline had tried out a new spell and unfortunately brought a gingerbread cookie to sentient life. It said its name was Ginger, Ginger Breadington...

Syr Theros stood at a corner of Sanctum Ops, a bound ledger filled with pages of information on their crop of squires. Details on their studies and mannerisms. The sorts of things needed when considering assignments. Quests. Missions. Bebin hated it. Flipped through the papers all the same...

The metallic taste of blood filled Farren's jaws. The fur of the rabbit keeping her tongue warm from the biting cold of the winter air as she trekked back to her camp with Luther. Her paws made little sound in the packed snow; the evidence of her passing would soon be covered within the hour...

Morning light spilled across the browning fields of Gwinholm, its settlement pocked with the many shadows of laborers toiling to symphony of cockcall and birdsong. Isander worked among them, nails cracked and pores deep with dirt. Having arrived the evening prior with his companion and a wagon...

The sun was bright but not hot. Autumn still hadn’t decided to turn towards winter, even if there were few leaves on trees and the air was colder every passing day. Alouette raised up a tanned hand, blocking the sunlight from her vision as best she could while squinting her eyes to look up into...

Crisp autumn leaves cracked underhoof in the knights' wake as they rode the Valen's length. Leagues out from Svapna, still in the shadow of the Spine and within range of the tributaries trickling down, they made some haste across the Wilds. The hours blurred together as fog burned to afternoon...

The Valen Wilds embraced the small town of Sylvarin with a dense autumn fog, unrest lingering in its air. The once bustling community now grappled with an affliction as peculiar as it was dire. At the heart of Sylvarin lay the wellspring—a lifeline woven into the fabric of the town. For weeks...

"Can you recall when you saw this creature?" Saskia waited behind the other Knight that took the lead on the questioning. A young boy was sat at the dining table, wrapped in the thickest blanket she had every seen, but even then he still shivered with fear. Only four of them could fit in the...

Dawn cracked its yolk over the heathland sprawls that sprawled before Isander's eyes. He crouched low in the grass, dew-slick ankles creaking from the strain. Swathed in fitted leathers and padded linen, he made a survey of the land. Leagues separated him from the nearest hamlet, and he would...

As the sun painted a lazy line across the sky, so did Isander approach the hay-roofed hut on the outskirts of Svapna. He carried a saunter in his step, an ease about his crest. Routine, almost, some measure of familiarity guiding him. Svapna sat on the frontier, a town of small layers stitched...

Petra found herself leaning against the doorway to Selene's office, dressed in a casual blue tunic and dark breeches. The information she had learned from her dragon the day before finally felt ready to share and discuss after digesting all Norvyk had told her. Eyes quickly scanned the office...