on the run

Cortosi Outlands - East of the Castere River Arn lay frozen on the floor. His breathing nearly stopped, his eyes open but unblinking. He played dead, as best as he could. Frozen and completely stopped as he watched the agents of the Solar Choire slowly step among the corpses of his fellow...

Cortos - Location Unknown. "MOVE!" Liliana whisper shouted as she grasped the scruff of the Initiate's coat and practically hurled them forward. Letting out a curse as the weaklings knees almost seemed to buckle. "We don't have time for this." She hissed, offering a swift kick as she continued...

From the treeline it was obvious that someone had returned to the farmstead. It hadn't been Arwylvs troupe either. They wouldn't have left the doors wide open to every house and barn. The Dreadlord must have come with more than one helper and they had been sent tracing Arwyl's path. They...

The clamber of hooves against the dirt path that steadily became more and more overgrown was like a relaxing drumbeat to Orion's ears, the sound of live crunching against the grass and roots that encroached upon the once busy road was a nostalgic reminder of the trips to and from his...

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...

The sounds of combat, dispersed and fading even as they were, behind Hahnah. Behind and distant. Like echoes of someone else's life playing out in the downward street leading to the Shallows of Alliria. And that is truly what it felt like to Hahnah, as if she now were a person separated from all...

He was an elf named Idreth, and tonight Hahnah would bear terrible witness to his murder. * * * * * Hahnah spent a long time in Alliria, and much of it she did not like. Her trepidation of cities and settlements had not fully abated, even if she had first arrived in the company of a friend...

Heike Eisen ran down a street in the City of Shadokien. Stumbled and recovered and kept running. She clutched with the palm of one hand the severe burn wound on her stomach and steadied herself along the endless wall of interconnected houses and shops with her other hand, claws faintly...

A little over a month had passed since Luc and Nayella made their escape, managing to elude the mage hunters but remaining on the run since. A little over a month and Luc still knew so little about his fellow hunted. There was still a tenseness in the air, but as the days bled on it seemed to...