monsters

There was a small town just north of Vel Cirak called Umanji. While not notable enough to warrant a Vel title, it was a favorite jaunt for one of the prominent nobles in Vel Anir. A cousin to the Urahils. Bernard Urahil. Lumen had to wonder if he had the signature Urahil pale-blonde hair...

Roughly One Hundred Outside of Vel Anir The Mercenary troop had been told that this passage was dangerous, and that word had reached back to the other merchant camps and houses that one of the roads to Vel Anir- somewhere between, was beset by wickedness. Only one had returned in the past...

Elbion Briar Mreow. "Oh yes I am well aware that this is not your fault." Isaac said with a roll of his eyes, fingers interlaced with one another as he sat on the small roof top. Rain drops were pattering down, though none seemed to touch him as a field of warped air hung above his head...

Irene Savashal wiped blood from her face with the back of her hand. She gave both her swords a hard flick and blood spattered to the ground before her, joining in with the deep crimson already present and the corpses of the gretches. Behind her the warhorn from the ogre contingent bellowed a new...

There had been tales told of a place in the Falwood, where the forest itself closed and the sky grew dark with rolling storms that never ceased. There were stories of a land where creatures wore the shapes of monsters, and preyed upon those who dared to enter into those dark lands. If one knew...

Môdhryd Dhûn'Khurgha: Butcher - Brigand - Beast

The Last Chance Inn was full of wonder and surprises. Enough so that Virdan knew a certain kind of magic, perhaps ancient and powerful, was at play. And while that put her on more of an edge than she normally tread, it was keeping her and Virdan safe from the Jarlax for the time being. So...

Falwood Boot and hoof squashed down into the muddied path of the camp. Men and horses moved to and fro, finding their places to settle amidst the various tents that had sprung up just north of Falwood's vast treeline. The sky was grey and the land was damp, and such had been since Gerald had...

[art cred] “N-no please, don’t come closer!” Scrabbling away into the corner of the alley, Shiloh could faintly hear the push of long oars through gentle waters. She could hear birds cooing and cawing, people whistling or murmuring. Meanwhile, the frail woman had pressed her clammy palms firmly...

Roselake, South of The Spine Allir Reach He arrived two days ago, and had solved a recent lake monster problem. A few fisherman had fallen victim to a shallow water Krakarl. The head placed on a pike near the water was put their by a local priest, as a reminder to the other sea monsters that...

Victoria O’Connor, Lady of Greyrock Castle, invites you to witness her union of marriage with Fallon, Alpha of the Garou. Ceremony to commence at Greyrock Castle at Dusk this Hallow’s Eve. A simple invitation, powerful in its brevity, delivered in thick calligraphy upon lush, expensive...

Wherever you arrive they will praise your deeds. When you have left, and when the darkness falls, those deeds will be undone. Six miles from the town of Orrenfal Gannis tugged each finger of his leather glove in turn before pulling it off. He dipped bare fingers into the scratch marks and...

Victoria looked over those that had gathered before her in the small sitting room. It was nice enough, with wooden bookshelves, an old but ornate rug, and a fireplace that was so clean it was doubtful a fire had been lit within for decades. She had requested a small group, one that could slip in...

San Siveia - Walls "Seventeen days." Matias voice was ornery, angry, and outright pissed off. "Nine fucking days we've been trapped behind these walls." He let out a huffing sigh as he sat himself down against the parapet, sliding until he was on the ground and then reaching to rub at his...

La Torren Felice Harlowe It was quiet. A city was always quiet after it had been conquered. The people who were left alive made themselves scarce. The Soldiers who had had their fun were sleeping off a night of pillaging, and the nobles were busying themselves with the signing of treaties and...

Yrial - Central Savannah Nazara hated the sun. It wasn't the sort of hated born of weather, the kind you complained about because you got sweaty or because you tended to over heat. It was hatred born of the fact that the sun could fucking kill him if his flesh was ever marred. That was why he...

The Bloody Meadow Harlowe "I ain' even sur' ther' enugh to bargain wif." The words were like a sharp razor scraping over the ear, Nazara looking down at the massive Golem for a brief moment as he gestured to the dozens upon dozens of corpses that lay spread out in a field before them. Some...

Strahlvel - The City of Monsters Levat watched from a roof top as the city burned. Beyond the walls Trebuchet still tossed heavy stone and fire urns across the already tumbled walls. Every time a piece of rubble struck the earth itself seemed to shake, a building falling as another fire was...

Steve a certain he had once heard an artist say something along the lines of: 'Channel all your negative feelings into your art,' and right now Steve was feeling quite hurt after all this time and still no letter coming back. This caused Steve to once more horrible paraphrase in his memory...

Allir Reach - Lirrien Lia wrenched her blade free as the pale man went crumpling to the ground. He landed on the forest floor with a sickening crunch, his body rolling over to his back. The odd features of his face came into better view under the light of the moon, his elongated canines, the...