vel anir

Cormund Augur had places to be. It was clear to see by his pace through the hallways, rushing past regal paintings and busts of long dead Dreadlords. He looked left and right in his trademark paranoid manner, luckily alone in this particular hallway. He was having unfortunately very personal...

Amol-Kalit Annuakat House Saladin Estate Afternoon Nilofer savored the soft breeze that shifted the light fabrics of her dress. The heat was more bearable indoors, but even for those used to the Kaliti weather would say this was a particularly... warm day. Her attendants fastened the last few...

Spring had arrived, but the cold winter chill still clung to the early hours of the morning, waiting to be warmed in the sun that was still rising above the treetops of the woodland behind the Academy. One's breath could be seen in the air, but the Initiates in the class two years from...

Erich Calvart had brown eyes. They betrayed every part of his face, making him seem innocent and boyish no matter how hard the rest of his features tried. His prodigious nose, so proud and angular. A prominent brow, almost primitive in its position. The thick, dark beard that covered his jaw...

THE ACADEMY "This is the last time I want to see you, Pirian," said Proctor Magomo. It sounded harsh, from his tone to the words themselves, but to Kristen's trained ear this, from Magomo, was high praise. "Yes, Proctor," she said. Though she maintained her military bearing, standing rigidly...

Irick - Outer Aniria Amelie Livia Quinnick "Really? This shit hole?" Erodin said as the sky-ray slowly circled over the small town of Tren. "It looks like it barely houses a hundred people, much less someone who can lead us to what we seek." He couldn't help the small flicker of frustration...

The Eastern edge of Vel Anir's territory had always been a dangerous place as it collided with the Falwood. Monsters often came from the woods making it hard life for the Anrian Frontiers people, but not all monsters that came from the woods had fangs and claws, some stood on two legs and came...

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...

On The Road To Arnim "Arn, eyes forward." The Lieutenant called out from the back of his horse, glancing only briefly at one of the newest members of the 44th Guard Regiment. "You're driving the cart, not watching the prisoner." "Yes, Sir, sorry sir." Arn answered quickly, turning his...

Outer Aniria - Near the Castere River, On the Border With Cortos "There's good land up here." Arn noted as they walked through what seemed like the fourth field of wheat that day. Some of the others would probably think that it was the same one, but he knew better. The small delineations...

Three days ago, a message had arrived in Vel Anir. The note had been born by a messenger like many others, though something had been broken about him. His goal had been singular, his eyes dulled, and his speech a simple and singular repetitive phrase. One uttered again and again as he made his...

Bastard, thought Bannon as he donned a smile and moved across the pub to seat himself in the only available chair, across from his little sister Livia. She had grown considerably in the time she went to train with the Dreadlord Academy, which he had seen at the family dinner not too long ago...

There had been dinner parties, wine tasting, food pairing, and greeting etiquette. The discussion of formal attire, proper etiquette of calling a visit to a home. Etiquette of drinking tea, and how to organise any function found in Vel Anir. Many listened, and a lot more participated...

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...

Vel Angbar Briarthorn Hall Dreadlord Ygris Magantir sat surrounded by a massive collection of books and tomes in the library of Briarthorn Hall. To her left, books on rare magic principals, practices, artefacts, and the histories therein. To her right, books on Vel Anirs vast territories, with...

Roughly One Hundred Outside of Vel Anir The Mercenary troop had been told that this passage was dangerous, and that word had reached back to the other merchant camps and houses that one of the roads to Vel Anir- somewhere between, was beset by wickedness. Only one had returned in the past...

"GET OVER HERE!" Proctor Ezekiel would yell, seething at some students taking a bit too long on their mile long run to the training grounds. One such person near the back was Kaye, not so much because she couldn't keep up, but because she found the grumpy man's rage to be, frankly, hilarious. He...

There were some similarities between being a Dreadlord Initiate and a recruit to the Guard. For example, escorting important figures on their day to day. He did it once, for a foreign dignitary traveling from Vel Hetren to Vel Numera and his father thought it would be a chance to expose Rhidian...

Dreadlord Academy Grounds Black Forest Old Watchtower Ruins She'd chosen the later afternoon to make her way to the tower. With her latest piece of the lake finished and gone, time had come to stake her claim on a new landscape and object of attention for the next few foreseeable months. Likely...

Days were a blur, lost in a haze of routine and travel. They had a schedule to follow, the medics and the few gifted Healers visiting various groups of Dreadlords and Guard alike. Her return to the city left a wonderfully exhausted Perrine, who longed for a bath and a good rest. She had not made...