maraan

(Seeking someone to help me get a better understanding of the world. I'm quite new) Maraan Teal Shadow Tavern Midday Riding from the west was a simple feet in the world that the Empire had built. It was a complicated world made all the less complicated in the image of the Empire. Unified and...

Days turned into weeks, weeks into months spent out at sea with few stops along the way for essentials and trades. The sea was a vast wide open wonder full of new discoveries, adventures, opportunities, danger but most importantly - Silence. A mixture of everything she desired most in life. Of...

A lovely day in beautiful Maraan. For many the city was the Jewel of Amol-Kalit, the Heart of Trade, or the Gateway to the Empire. For Nisreen, this particular morning, it was a place to get an exquisite cup of coffee. Maraan, as always, had been a lucrative locale to ply her trade. And why...

"Sal-iilum yawmina siegħa, saeuta, nitqat, 'aħal-min-familati salegħi u 'il-kowaeazmutagħha, u għawasiħatay, eadluizzja tagħha." A warm breeze whipped in from the North, dry and burning with salt and loose grains of sand, tasting of sweet kelp and hunting-fish. "Sal-iilum yawmina siegħa...

Having departed Maraan three days back, Kiros found himself approaching a town further east than he had been in a decade and a half. Never before had he cause to return to Amol-Kalit, but never did he expect Itra to reveal Herself. Seeking to know more, he had only received varied accounts from...

"Move as though you are without bone or muscle, as free and without true form as the crashing waves that fall from the tallest of rivers, as ferocious and untamable as the wild beast emerging from the tree line to strike at it's dinner. Do not ask your body to move, and do not tell the ground...

Kiia had spent the last few months in marble palaces and bustling desert metropolises. It had been comfortable, for sure, but she enjoyed the chances she got to go back to her nomadic, tribal roots. She was not always High Priestess; a century ago she was merely "priestess," or "healer," or even...

Maraan occasionally seemed like the most lively town on the eastern side of the Baal-Asha. Once a mere caravanserai, it was now one of the most established trade places in the wider region. Indeed, the town was alive and well with many flags fluttering off its bannered gate. And of course...

It was an average morning in Maraan. Busy merchants were setting up their stalls and shop, assistants and interns were working hard and hurrying, placing the right goods with the correct prices. In a mashrabiya, overlooking the main street, an old elf was sorting her documents. Despite still...