the knights of anathaeum

Contained within the pages so bound and protected were myriad ways to knowledge's grace, arranged by category and placed just so to tempt the curious and studious mind to peer deep upon their matters. From all manner of arcane practice, to swordplay, cooking or medicine, all kinds of academic...

After the First Snows... For many nights, the Seer had quietly reclused herself, contemplating the star she held in her hands, and the map it traced in the heavens. For with the eve of such a troubling revelation, and the proximity of the Syzygy, the ordinarily calm woman couldn't help but admit...

At most times, Montbank kept his own practices and diligences to himself. He was answerable to the Captains, and indeed the Pursuants of course, but when it came to the skies, he had his own doctrines and methods to prepare himself for the unique challenges that being aerial support demanded...

EARLY EVENING Princess Gwynnestri Ravaneiros had never been quite so excited in her lifetime. For the first time in her father’s reign, a ball was being held, hosted by none other than the Sky Elves themselves. It had been Gwynnestri’s idea, really. She was more open-minded than her father, and...

Wet, muted coughing filled the air, shattering the uneasy stillness of the room. The thin man fought to breathe, clutching at his aching ribs and oddly bloated stomach. Foul green mucus and vomit dripped from the corner of his mouth into the chamber pot beneath his head, followed by thick...

"Alright squires, crack on! Master Murk will need those pillars ready as soon as able! Hurry now, imbue your magicks, and make ready for the show!" Helena called out with emberic joy in her voice that came easy and true. Easier still in hopes of merriment and cheer. All around helpful hands...

Night had long fallen. Not that time came easy to telling within the tall stacks of the monastery's archives. Most light beneath their vaulted ceilings were sparked by magick-light. Their ethereal glows cast in warm yellows that mocked fire's light. Too rare and ancient were the texts stored...

Brew-craft was a time honored tradition to the people of the Valen Wilds. A point of pride. And how could it not be? So close to the ancient holds that dotted the Spine. Some say that it was the dwarves that first shared the gift of strong stouts with the tribes of the Valen. Others claim it...

Blue was the room, and ink were the shadows that clung to the corners and stones of the wall. Pale moons' light and the feint candescence of stars turned to beam of light as it passed through the studies window, with no flame of candle or torch there to rob it of any of its cold luminance. Only...

Rin had a feeling her trials would be soon and she could feel her nerves beginning to grow. She wouldn't know when the trial would be, not until until the Knight Captain of the Dusk came to retrieve her. But Rin had made her choice. While there had been more recognition of the help that she'd...

Before Rin could have her trial, she needed to decide to which sanctum she would be sworn. Dawn or Dusk. To help with her decision, she had a mission with a Knight of the Dawn where they helped a village wracked with disease. There had been merits to Dawn. With that mission, she could see the...

The hollows of Astenvale monastery were winding and duplicitous. Maps did exist in the library's archives, but many were outdated, and few bothered to check them out anymore. The paths that were tread frequently were well lit, kept and dry chambers that contained cold storage, delicate root...

Oh, under the merciful guidance of Dhavohr, may I be delivered to this Monastery? An errant rock tumbles under Raul's foot, heedless and foolish in his stride. He just barely catches himself from rolling his ankle. From putting himself out of effectiveness and leaving himself stranded...

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Soon after the events of Necromancy By Any Other Name and That Whisper in the Night, set in the dream-like landscape of Mind and Loch. Long Selene wandered through the night, but the dreamscape around her did not get any less barren, nor the horizon any closer. She gave up and found a rock...

"I don't know how to do this, so I'm gonna do it like this.. My name is Galvanaris Brandomere. And today, I turned 6.. and today was the best day ever!! It was the best day ever cus my fren Dorn an I godda meat reel live nights! I think one was named Fylack and the other was a golden dragon who...

Astenvale Monastery Valdr and Petra had newly arrived to Astenvale, she was intent on finding Brother Ashton, who might have been somewhere in the town, but he had a more pressing series of matters. He had made sure to let her know that she wasn't allowed in the Monastery, without approval...

ETH TIKUND (Exterior Pictured above) The Salty Bitch Tavern, or as the Dwarves say, Eth Tikund. Or as the humans say, Heaven on Earth. Created by the Dwarven Brewmaster Gorm Irűncask, it is the only real tavern to get drinks of worth in Astenvale. The rumor is, Old Gorm is the oldest Dwarf...

Caravan duty. It was... one of the least luxurious jobs a squire could be put on. But, Hector supposed he was glad for the opportunity. It was real work, after all. Far from the safety of the Monastery, and it implied that the Captains were beginning to consider him more capable. That or they...