vel anir

(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...

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...