Kjaran wept.
He'd awoken with a start to find himself on his knees amidst the dead. Some of the bodies still squirmed and moaned, the sounds pitiful. The aftermath of a battle was a terrible thing.
They'd left Ulrikstead two days ago, a collection of the local huscarls and mercenaries hired...
It all spiraled out of control.
Several elven towns near the Falwood Portal Stone banded together to push back against the encroaching grasp of influence from Vel Anir. There had been some resistance in the past--shadowed schemes and guerrilla fighting--but this was nothing short of meeting a...
Greetings! We are back at this again with a new character! A Athallian mercenary captain willing to fight for monies or what not, or attempt to debate the morality of actions in the realm. I've a few ideas for plots, but it will all depend on the characters that are intreasted in participating...
Drunken table dancing.
You run the idea by a sober person, and they're liable to say, What the hell is wrong with you? That's where the beer, ale, mead, wine, or--in this case--rum comes in. Then, you don't care if you look like an idiot. Hell, get a few other idiots to join you and convince...
Streamers of fog yet lingered in the air, the humidity slowly ebbing away to more tolerable levels as the sun finished its work burning it off. Here, in parts of the slums leading to the Shallows, the air smelled of the fens only a mile or less away, the air rich with life and the subtle...
Hello! I am looking to start a thread with this character involving one to three partners.
Aeyliea heads a mercenary company out of Alliria, an operation that has been ongoing for a couple of years. It is gaining reputation but still small
The thread idea is a contract with a local, well to...
Al'Kaliit is on an abandoned structure a group she used to raid with built a few months ago. It is a small sandstone shack-like building of egyptian style with, three rooms: two bedrooms and one bigger room. Nothing except the walls and ceiling were left and the floors were flooded with the sand...
Alliria - Outskirts
Thren sat quietly on the edge of a cart, his heavy armor resting on his shoulders, the two daggers he carried settled into place on the small of his back. Half a dozen men and women scrambled all around him, some of them loading crates, others busying themselves with one...
As of now when you travel using the Portal Stones the whispers some travellers hear have become louder. They still make no sense to your characters.
They may also hear the faint beating of a heart
World Event Announcement:
The whispers and slow cadence of a beating heart continue when you use portal stones.
Now magic is being slightly disrupted. Spells might misfire, or splutter out without warning.
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