vel anir

Tonight the academy grounds felt more quiet than they had in years. Something about the atmosphere had shifted and changed since the night the Proctors discovered a young Initiate, Willenia Helms, dead in the courtyard surrounded by hundreds of lit candles. No sign of attack. No evidence of foul...

"Do you know how to read a compass?" Livia narrowed her eyes and not bother hiding her look of disappointment. Finally, she was tasked with a mission that would have her be lead for the first half; deemed worthy enough to track down a suspected spy within Vel Anir. The only problem was that...

There was a reason Livia made the request that her family did not make efforts to visit her, not until she had some control on her corrupting magic. That guilt she still bore, the one responsible for the death of her father. Still, it did not lessen the love from her brothers. Even her mother...

TW: Imagery, Gore, Death, Abuse It's quiet in the forest. Baron stands in front of Seraphim with an angry expression, but there is no yelling, only a simple request: "Turn around, child. You'll soon see there's a lot more to fear from me than some harsh words." Seraphim quivers, no longer...

Tell Arran - The Imperial-Anirian border. It was nearly twilight. The Sun, though well past its prime, still shone brightly over the horizon, glimmering in-between the clouds and intermittently casting its rays upon the city below. Tucked away in one of the many narrow mountain valleys that...

After two days he woke up, just as she had expected. He began to stir and she had stopped to find suitable cover for them. Despite having two days to prepare for this moment, Everleigh was still as much at a lost for words as she had been when she had left the Academy in the middle of the night...

Her feet carried her to the infirmary as if there was no other path for her to take. Everleigh was briskly marching through the halls, every footfall seeming to slam against the wooden floor with such vigor that one would have though the purple proctor to be much larger than she truly was. Her...

The day was like any other: the sun rose and the world asked nothing of its inhabitants. The initiation of a promise couldn’t be felt in the air that was the same as it was yesterday. Everleigh awoke at the same time she usually did, or rather she got up and moved around at the same time she...

The small boat from Vel Luin was one of the few that ever went to one of the archipelagos from the Cortosi Coast and sailed South along the shore of the Falwood. The Captain was from Asturias, the same island that couldn't boast more than two hundred inhabitants, and he had made his living from...

A letter filled with errors is handed to Proctor Evangeline D’Amour as she is in her office one day. Worse yet, the handwriting is atrocious. The courier gives it to the Pirian Proctor with a disgruntled look of annoyance. “Here. Take it.” He was quickly rushing out of the office as if the...

(Credit: Best Wallpaper) The bright blue sky, the radiant sunshine, the tropical shores of the Baal-Asha River's eastern delta all served to belie the harrowing situation before the Initiates. "Listen, she's gone," said Flavien. "Only if we leave her!" Kristen protested. An unlikely ally...

Iscandor walked down a busy street as he felt the sun continuing its trip downward and out of sight. It was dusk at this point, and the orange skies were pretty enough to warrant a painting. Humming a little tune as he walked along, he would spy a small tavern nestled between other buildings of...

(Following the events of "Dance for all that we've been through") The one thing the Academy wasn't known for: peace. Another thing the Academy wasn't known for: celebratory occasions that proceeded without some woeful catastrophe (or several) occurring. This Dance tonight was not given any...

Under a bright blue sky, under the gentle shine of the afternoon sun, atop the crest of a bald hill whereupon the road gave way to a clearing of swaying grass, the duel found them. Kristen Pirian was by now well accustomed to long stretches of travel. She rode easily astride her horse, and the...

The early light of dawn revealed the mutilated and naked body of Caeso Diemut hanging from atop the gates leading to Vel Anir city's Elven Quarter. By the time the sun rose to peek over city's walls and rooftops, word had spread like wildfire; all Vel Anir was incensed in one manner or another...

After months upon months in having lunch duty, Everleigh Ebersol was given a week of reprieve from watching the initiates. After this week she would resume the role of monitoring all the children, specifically the younger ones, and would be missing lunch herself. Not that that bothered her, she...

Money? Easy to get. Just steal it. Or loot from dead body. And money made simple transactions more convenient. Vast majority of merchants were not like Douglass Mueller. All he had to do was sell her his chameleon. He didn't. So she took it. But that was neither here nor there. What was here...

Hosten's was less your average smithy and more a place of artistry, if one considered armors to be works of art. And with the backing of the renowned blacksmith and entrepreneur James Hosten himself, it was hard not to. Other blacksmiths throughout Vel Anir could pump out gambesons, chain mail...

To the Lady Jiya Luana Our days together as girls at Court seem forever long ago, and I hope that your years have been gentler than the rumors of the Court vines lead me to believe. My deepest condolences to you and yours for the losses of family and friends during and following the revolution...

Caeso Diemut slowly came to cognizance and gained awareness of his surroundings. Standing affixed was he to an X-shaped rack, his wrists bound above his head and his arms tingling with numbness. His ankles were bound to the bottom of the rack as well. His mind was clouded still with a kind of...