vel anir

Yves stood with his arms folded behind his back, his posture straight and rigid. Ashes fell from the sky like a somber rain. They covered everything around Yves, but strangely avoided him completely. In front of the man and up a hill was a burning keep. Yves stood in the bailey, which was...

The weather had held out surprisingly well for the third day of the tourney. This was a pleasant surprise to the young half-elf, who had made the lengthy journey from the portal stone to Vel Anir’s south. The imposing fortress-city stood tall and daunting upon the horizon, and its outer walls...

Hey there! It's me, your guy, Max. You may know me for my role as the unheeded voice of reason, Faurosk the Clever, or as that one guy who pipes up from time to time on the Discord. But today, I am here to present a new character to know me by. Have you ever wanted to get in on the ground floor...

If Faerlin was in charge, the keep where the deserters had holed up would already be a charred husk. Unfortunately for her (and luckily for the rest of the troops, which even she would admit if pressed), she wasn’t in charge of strategy and tactics. It wasn’t that she had a bad head for them...

The great war machine of Vel Anir has been awakened. And it has a clear objective: Rescue Kristen Pirian, and annihilate the forces of The Master of the Blades. Hey everyone. VigiloConfido (Anima) here. I've been preparing a big battle thread. Approximately ~1000 vs ~1000. Anirian Guard...

His boots on the wooden floor of the inn. Heavy footfalls. Foreboding drums. The beat of a sure and steady doom. The rings of his chainmail hauberk clinking, metal on metal, as he walked down the hallway. A tower of a man. His wide-brimmed hat scraping lightly against the ceiling. He wore a...

Aberresai Savannah - Greater Plains Selene sat quietly on her horse, lips thin and eyes fixed on the horizon. She could see flames rising in the distance, the outline of a small village crossing just ahead of her vision. The group would reach it inside of an hour. They had traveled to the...

"Can't sleep?" "Not a wink," Duresh said. A lie. "What is it?" "Big." A glance across the light of the candle. "Something big." Elan sat opposite to him at the table. The small hours of the morning, when all the taverngoers had gone home or to their rooms. Day had yet to break outside. The...

"I take it you heard of the contract from one of the barkeeps?" the man asked. "Yes." A lie. It tasted foul in Mischa's mouth. It was not the Orcish way. A saying from her tribe, the Dm'rohk, translated into Common: Speak plainly, speak the truth. And she had not spoken the truth. And, as it...

That Which Makes Pure has directed Mischa Ven'rohk to Vel Anir for a reason. It is here she may find the Key. The Key to unlock the Vault. And what lies within. The premise: It seems a normal mercenary sort of job one might find in a tavern, if vague. The man isn't a noble, but works for one...

Vel Anir Kolvar Vayra He hated this city. Even more than Elbion, even more than Allira. This city, Vel Anir was the worst of them all. It was here that the nobles stepped on the lower classes. Where a prince could kill a peasant and find no charges pressed against them. In Vel Anir money...

Lord Dev'ee Oss stared at the sky from his conference table. The skies still held their dark grey colour, it had been overcast like this for nearly three weeks. He had hoped that after last nights downpour the skies might have finally cleared, if only so he could walk through the gardens with...

A lord's small fiefdom near Vel Anir has been suffering as of late, he was looking into the matter himself with the town guard when his daughter, Grace, suddenly collapsed, she was poisoned. The king has grown desperate and has now called for your aid. As a reward for whoever can save his...

Ynsidia (Iphigenia) Biographical information Birthplace Unknown Born Died Age 15 (perhaps older) Home The Crooked Tower Wricken (In Vel Anir) ...

Skuld had taken her leave once the fortress had been cleared, at least she hoped it had been cleared. It was hard to truly know until every nook and cranny had been gone over with tremendous scrutiny in a place so large. She had bid her company farewell, only a few of them failing to keep...

The golden flames grew within the confines of the small place that which it residing in, as if an imprisoned beauty with no hopes to escape, much like the children tales of old...The man who sat in front of the fireplace was dressed finely on an equally elegant seat that boasted comfortable...

She moved with haste through the brush, terror strangling her heart as she fled into the darkness, sobs of fear trailing behind her. Her legs wobbled, threatening to give out from beneath her yet she powered through the spasms of fright that threaten to rob her of her mobility. The stinging pain...

Hey gang, looking to start a small quest soon and wanted to see if anyone is interested in joining me and Phillipa Ebonheart. The quest itself would involve looking into the murder of Governess, a magical artifact, various ghost towns popping up along the coast of Vel Anir, and a looming threat...

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...

The wooden door swung open with haste, flimsy in it's movement as the rust covered hinges wined under distress. The hooded figured on the other side rushed in and closed the poor excuse for a door behind him, baring it with an equally rusted latch. The room was dark, dank, and barren, save for a...