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Vel Anir - The Golden Rose "I am truly sorry that you had to be caught up in this, Lady Virak. Your father would be disappointed in my negligence." The man who spoke wore the black coat of a Dreadlord, the two pins on the sides of his lapels marking him as the rank of a First Level. His gaze...

Iskandar Estate: Alliria - Main Hall It was such a different thing, Petrus thought, to hold court and receive foreign dignitaries than it was to hold his more... personal gatherings. In one sense it made him feel powerful, deservedly so, but on the other a small part of him wondered if all...

The Word-Weathered: Nobleman - Financier - Sorcerer

Iskandar Estate: Alliria - Tertiary Dining Hall In recent weeks Petrus Ritus Iskandar, head of the Allirian merchant house of the same name, had put out quite the call among the Allirian underworld for those interested in "coin and possibility" as the hushed whispers, and scant few official...

Salutations Ne'er-Do-Wells and Ruffians of the underworld of Alliria and beyond! Have a character willing to get up to no good, or perhaps just a knack for adventure or a connoisseur of coin? Petrus Iskandar, my character, would like to hire a small entourage of capable people not restrained by...

The country of Mardania: A nation north-northwest of an arm of the Spine. The city of Mardus: The capital city of Mardania, the seat of government, a bastion of safety and the center of trade and education. The School of Script: The countries most advanced university of magic and finishing...

I desire politics! I was watching the anime, 'My life as a Villainess: All routes lead to doom' And became inspired to write cringe highschool romance, drama and snobbism amongst the nobility of Mardus. The city of Mardus is a massive city to say the least. It was literally made by and for...

A strong storm was moving through Vel Anir and the surrounding area. The rain came down hard and fast each droplet leaving a stinging sensation on Alistair's sensitive skin. Freshly made cuts crossed beneath a thin cloth blouse that he had thrown over the marks. It had started off harmlessly...

Vel Anir - The Golden Rose Cafe The Golden Rose was an institution of Anirian High Society. It had existed in one form or another for more than half a millenia. The various dining halls had seen attendances by Kings, Queens, Head of Houses, and more than a few rulers. It was said that more...