vel anir

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...

Cortosi Coast Sirl Seaside Estate This journey would have been laboriously long and lonely if not for prudent planning and a bit of luck. Nearly a week spent traveling by sea had gone by like a breezy day on the shore - with remarkable weather, wonderful company, and all too quickly. Elspeth...

Initiate Kristen Pirian would soon have before her the test which would determine whether or not she would even be eligible to graduate this year. Her guiding Proctor, Proctor Andre Magomo, stressed mightily that physical training was the most important thing for an Initiate to work on. In his...

“I know little about corrupted magic,” Everleigh protested. It was true however, and whatever she did know about one’s magic manifesting in negative ways was sparse compared to what the other proctors must have known. She had never even seen a book detailing corrupted magic, other than it almost...

The Ruins of Vel Janix It was a wasteland. There was no kinder way to describe what had become of Vel Janix. Not a single structure of the once thriving city remained. Not a single living thing walked what had once been its busy streets. Wood and stone blackened by fire, flattened by the hoard...

Deliv - The Cracked Galleon "It just seems like in a lot of these missions I'm the one that takes a beating." Edric protested as Duncan gently slapped him in the face, the odd tunic he was wearing shifting as he recoiled from the other Rogue Dreadlord. "That's because you are." Duncan replied...

Soleil Verdane never found it too difficult to get away from the Academy and all the watchful eyes therein—especially now in the age of the Republic. Lies were carefully crafted tools. Truth was a weapon to be forged to your liking. Now she was in Vel Anir city. Inside the Embassy of Anir...

Yastern Monastery When a story began with characters bearing the title of Dreadlord Knight or Blackguard, one hardly thought the setting would be something like this. Secluded in the country hillsides, hidden away within the woods surrounding the hamlet of Yastern, the Monastery had not seen...

Vel Anir Dreadlord Academy Eastern Wing - 2:24am It had been over a year now, perhaps nearly two, since she'd endured the darkness within the halls of the academy. Though the physical nature of what had been her home since the age of 12 had not changed nearly enough to remark upon, it...

[art cred] The Blackwood. Everleigh didn’t know why she had come back here. In the early morning the air was cold all around her, but there was a deeper chill within her bones. She remembered the walk here. It was months ago now but everything was still fresh in her mind. The cool mist that...

Lord Theodore Banick, Head of House Banick, passed quietly on his deathbed, and then the struggle for power began. It should have been a smooth succession. Cecil Banick, long speculated to abdicate his ascension to Head of House, did indeed do so. This left Walter Banick, Theodore's second born...

https://i.imgur.com/CQn97e1.pngThe Town of Darren - 30 Miles from Vel Anir "Shit ain't changed worth dick." In the Shambling Willow those words were all to common. A rising sentiment of grievance expressed in spurts of anger and distaste that rose to forefront whenever the peasantry was...

Kristen fell to her knees. The entirety of her body trembled with exhaustion and depletion, both of a physical and arcane nature. She was spent. Utterly spent. Blood splattered her armor all over, streaked in great brushstrokes across her face, and drenched her hair so thoroughly that the auburn...

Snake-Tooth Tavern Vel Anir The city was always a bustling, too much going on for too long. Everyone seemed crazy, no patience as merchants and traders peddled their goods to every hamstrung minor noble in a frock coat - made all the worse that Grimm was eye level with their leather cod pieces...

Vel Anir - The Gutters Oralie "We seen you walkin' through here with yer fancy clothes and shit, we know you got coin." The tough who spoke was probably no older than seventeen, but his face was marred with a dozen scars. The other two were no better than him, their clothes little more than...

Rain poured down from the heavens. Water saturated the dirt road and turned it into a muddy hell. At an unfortunate crossroad near Viret, a caravan sat trashed and nearly demolished. The guards that escorted the caravan sat as corpses all around. Virak’s banner hung on their chests. Examining...

An Anirian ship sailed west. The typhoon season had ended, and travel past the Cortosi coast became reliable once more. The ship, dubbed the Dragon Prize, proudly flew the flag of Vel Anir above the House Strand standard. Its destination: a small island on a map with supposedly some treasure...

It had just passed a year since his world had fallen apart, though it'd felt like no time at all. He felt no less angry at the world today than he had that day, if anything his bitterness had grown, and there hadn't been a single moment where it hadn't clawed at his chest like an animal intent...