mallian

It was another lovely morning in Mallian, the air humid and thick with heat. Bird-song, human chatter and dipping oars gently competed for the city's affection. The aftermath of a passing rainstorm sprinkled a necessary chill to the mix, now drifting by in a black cloud past the white rooftops...

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...