ragash

  1. Medja

    Private Tales An Overdue Rendezvous

    The Viper's Den: a club in one of the more upscale regions in Ragash. Once upon a time it had been a meeting ground for the notorious gang, the Blood Asps. It had been a sordid place where women danced in exchange for coin, drugs were taken in dark corners, and shady deals were made beneath...
  2. Kiia Sidra

    Completed Newcomer

    Kiia had established herself in Ragash quickly. As with all cities, there was no shortage of those seeking aid and guidance, and she was more than happy to provide. Beginning in the markets beneath a cloth stall she quickly moved to a building nearer the palace. It was a modest structure made of...
  3. Kiia Sidra

    Fable - Ask Djinn Shminn

    Kiia had been to Ragash before, but not since the Empire had claimed it. Beyond the different banners, and the different colors worn by the guards, much of the atmosphere was the same. The market was still full to bursting with artisans from around the region, and the palace still dominated the...
  4. Lazarus of Minaris

    Private Tales Minus the Heel of My Boot

    Lazarus had, much to his own surprise, become quite fond of Ragash. By his estimation, it was not the boldest of the Seven Great Cities of Amol-Kalit. If he were a betting man, which he was, he’d settle on it being somewhere in the middle. The Alabyad towers were eclipsed by Annuakat, the city's...
  5. Kala

    Open Chronicles A Slip

    Ragash Kala held her side, scowling as another wave of pain hit her from where the arrow had planted itself. This was supposed to have been an easy job. The word she'd gotten from her contacts had said the Palace had been all but abandoned, but when she'd broken into the damned place there...
  6. Noelani

    Fable - Ask Pillow fights in Silken Nightgowns

    Ragash was as pretty as Medja had described but Noelani was struggling to appreciate it. There was a tension in her after the last few days and now she only wished to ensure her friend was indeed safe. A lot of things rested on it. When she had arrived she had wanted to be shown directly to...
  7. Nathaira

    Fable - Ask Under Cover of Sunshine

    The Grand Bazaar of Ragash was a sight to behold. Beneath the relentless sun lay a sprawling city within a city of multicolored tents, delicious aromas, and people from around the world. It was loud and in constant motion, and the wares on display ranged from simple fruits and sweets to exotic...
  8. Nymeasha

    Fable - Ask The daughter of Soleiman..

    The windows only served as a torment to her.. They were more like paintings, now, a decoration of the walls from which the sun streamed like a flamboyant guest, not waiting for an invitation. Her bare feet could feel where the rays warmed the cool tiled floors as she paced, back and forth, a...
  9. Gerra

    Private Tales Of Sorcery

    In room of the golden pond in Ragash, Gerra awaited Medja. She was a sorceress who had risen high in his court in a short time, rivaling even Ava Gilleth's magics. The shimmering reflection of the pond caught the gold leafing of the walls and shone their reflection upon the ceiling. Gerra...
  10. Gerra

    Private Tales Imperial Summons

    A royal missive found the dragon Aivrid, requesting his presence in the Alybyad Palace of Ragash. Upon arrival, he would be directed to the throne room, which was empty but for a single figure. The vast marbled floor and vaulted ceilings made it feel even more hollow. Gerra sat upon the...
  11. Smiley of Ragash

    Fable - Ask Zealots In A Traitors Shadow

    Despite his young age, Smiley was good at his job. Not that anything less than absolute perfection and obedience was expected of him as a protegee and underling of Lady Medja. But even with that, Smiley had to say he was good at this whole follow orders and kill people thing. Not that he had...
  12. Gerra

    Private Tales God’s Right Hand

    It was a quiet night in Ragash. Gerra stood on a balcony of the Alabyad Palace overlooking the city. Lantern, candle, and torchlights flickered in homes and late night lounges, like a thousand tiny, twinkling fireflies. Beyond them lay the vast, black expanse of the desert. And beyond that? The...
  13. Ava Gilleth

    Open Chronicles The Strength of Foundations

    Ava had a lot of work to do. It was all well and good to have landed herself a seat as the Imperial Sorceress, but to take control of intelligence and espionage she needed recruits. The younger, the better. Children were easy to influence and mould and made wonderful spies, people paid little...
  14. Ashieron

    Open Chronicles Of Documents and Wine

    It was a cool night in the city of Ragash. The people of it walking around the streets on their way home or to a pub, they could be heard from the next block over sometimes. The lights of stars and fire dazzling in the river that ran along the city. The buildings glowed with the light from the...
  15. Gerra

    Private Tales Snakes and Scorpions

    While the throne room underwent extensive repairs, the west wing of the royal palace in Ragash was alive with light and music. Amidst gurgling fountains, nobility mingled. They walked upon beautiful rugs, reclined upon divans and pillows, and drank heavily of wine. Smoke from hookah pipes...
  16. Gerra

    Private Tales The Softest Whispers

    One week before the coronation… The noonday sun beat down upon the city of Ragash. The nearby Baal-Asha river glittered beneath the rays, dazzling the eyes. The citizens of Ragash knew they were in for another hot day and many sought shelter indoors, or in the shade. The enormous domes of the...
  17. Gerra

    Open Chronicles King of Kings

    The Domes of Ragash dominated the skyline for leagues in every direction. The great walled city upon the eastern bank of the Baal-Asha and through its gates streamed the most exotic of processions as beings came from all across Amol-Kalit to witness the coronation of the victor of Ninagal. They...
  18. Gerra

    Completed The Battle of Ninagal

    “Great Shah,” cried the messenger, falling prostrate upon the audience hall. “The accursed Djinn once again demands our surrender.” “Does he?” Shah Bardya seethed beneath an austere veneer, the regal curls of his black beard perfectly oiled. “Call forth the generals. I will crush his horde...