night

Hunting never was clean. By its very essence, it could never be the gentleman's sport nobles made it out to be. Hunting was instinctual, primal. One could dress it in gold and sash it with regal composure, but it was and still is animalistic at its depths. Askandr knew of this, a fact of life...

The night air loomed beneath the moon with an ominous mist, twisting against the thick trees of a small forest in the Allir Reach. It was late, a time when decent farm folk would never dare to walk the lands. And they knew why. There, in a forest clearing, laid a campsite, a tent that crumpled...

Ipatiy Kozlov It was one of those nights in Vel Anir. When the great city, pride of humanity, became blanketed in the cool embrace of night and it's imposing towers became the center piece of what was otherwise a beautiful display of human achievement. But it also displayed humanity's darkest...

Ixchel Wilds - Just South of the Ixchel North Stone. A night as so many were. Black as pitch with the moon shutting its eye almost entirely. Cicada song and the call of wolves filled the air so that the sinister silence it would bring could not find a foothold. The Ixchel Wilds acted as an...

FALWOOD Light flickered softly against cold grey stone, laced with ribbons of green, blue, and pink. Smoke rolled slowly out from a narrow mouth in the rock, which strove high into the air above. Within, a dark and musty tunnel. But he did not delve deeper than for shelter. Dark would soon be...

Night had fallen, and Heike wandered into a town of moderate size whose name she did not know and did not see posted on a sign. Rudimentary wooden walls, a small but permanent force of professional guards. This could prove difficult. Risky. But it had to be done, and the night was her ally...

“Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.” ― C.S. Lewis The secound night of the Bochanan social gather...it could be said to be quite troublesome for a man such as the Count. Having to be away from his realm at all meant that there could be more work being piled onto...

"Acceptance doesn't mean resignation; it means understanding that something is what it is and that there's got to be a way through it." -Michael J. Fox Peace in it of itself does not always make for the most interesting of stories, but it often serves to help us reflect upon the times of strife...