vel anir

Cassius was tired. Not in the normal sense. After all it was two hours passed midnight and he was fully dressed and meandering the courtyards beneath his Dreadlord sanctioned living space. No, Cassius was tired of it all. The political obtuseness, the becoming numb to slaughter. All of it. It...

Elspeth Sirl's life was a little bit of a mess, but that was about as much as anyone could expect given her current situation. Caught between tending her father post-revolution while maintaining her presence at the hospital, court, and on humanitarian efforts, she'd found herself struggling to...

Beauty had a magic all its own, the ability to enrapture for a time those who beheld it and took into their hearts a true appreciation of it. Gulfs of time existed on either side of such a moment, past woes assuaged and future worries muted. A small, ephemeral paradise was there to be had for...

Wissburg Edric wasn't entirely sure what he had been expecting out of a Siege, but it was most certainly not this. Over twenty thousand people. Fifteen thousand Guardsmen, seven hundred Anirian Templar, four hundred Medics and doctors from various Orders, fifty Dreadlords, and of course an...

Kristen sat in the infirmary of the Academy. Her arms she had held together, helplessly staring at their symmetry. Symmetry, that was, until it came to the wrist of her right arm, where the hand above was no more. Bandages concealed the stump. Yet underneath, she knew, there lay a most horrid...

Kade's life had changed forever following his trip to Annuakat. What a wild ride, right? What an absolutely wild ride. From the Tower of Tribulations, to meeting Empress Medja in person, to finally being inducted into the ranks of the Imperial Hands, one thing had led to another and here he was...

"They didn't take us. There weren't any Proctors. Boogeymen or recruiters. There wasn't any one coming for us. It wasn't a punishment. It wasn't something to be feared. It was a gift. We were a gift. Any son, any daughter born into magic was a wondrous thing. A blessing. Not because we were a...

ON THE ROAD A stranger in the road. His hands held up. Palms open. "I mean you no harm," he said. "Remi Useda." A stranger who offered to change everything. * * * * * Another mission completed. Much like all the others the Academy doled out to its up and coming Initiates, comprised of...

"Take this amulet. Find my daughter, do whatever it takes! Make those knife-ears pay for stealing my girl. Make them regret the day they crossed the hatched crest!" -Lower Council Member Frederick Chermain, unnamed house of Vel Anir Hate was a difficult emotion, requiring a certain level of...

Vel Ricon - The Painted Pony Osbert Sybille's jaw set, tightening ever so slightly as the jeer around the table continued to pick up. "You're a pretty little thing." The man hovering at her side was close enough that she could smell his breath. A rancid scent came from his tongue, dark...

Southern End of Bristlewood Forest Outskirts of Vel Estren Early Evening The remainder of the day following the slaughter at manor Krixus had gone by in a blur. Ralene spared very little time and effort for discussion, opting to give Alistair the silent road to contemplate his decision and the...

Lysander looked at the letter, hardly oblivious to the fact that a good chunk of it was, for better or for worst, redacted. He wasn’t sure if the council understood that whether they deemed it important or not, any bit of information would have been valuable to the second level dreadlord. After...

Anirian Territory Olem slowly stood up, frowning for a brief moment at the empty clearing. The ruins scattered all around him had once been a building. There was no sign of overgrowth, no reclamation from the forest. Scorchmarks were still clear upon the stone, and some of the rock appeared as...

Eena struggled moving through the dense forest as it seemed every branch, twig, and rock was out to get her. Until her foot collided with a very unfortunately placed large rock, her face contorted in agony. “A-MPRRhhh!” A guide that had been sent from the castle put his hand on her mouth...

Vel Anir - Vel Aerelos "My Lord?" Mihali stared straight ahead, his expression as blank as marble slate, his eyes unfocused on the thing swinging from the rafters. A dozen sounds echoed around him. Soldiers stepping with heavy leather boots. Wood being moved. The scraping of glass against...

Falstaff! Yes, Proctor Bedrik? The rebels laying to the east, the Al Elzba Settlement. You're to attend a Parley scheduled for tomorrow evening. Peace Talks. Assist with the wounded, should things become distasteful. We will deal with them one way or another. Yes, Proctor Bedrik. Fucking...

[FATE thread // dialogue focused thread please c: I’m trying to get into a habit of writing shorter posts!] Everleigh looked around the room, her games all set up. It was a free period and it was often this time that she would get her visitors. Initiates she hardly cared for or the occasional...

"Another game, my Lord?" Logan smiled and let out a good-natured chuckle. "You're quite the adept hand at playing Castles, Reiner," he said to the servant. "My ego has taken an impressive lashing today." A humble little smile from Reiner. "You've won twice, my Lord." And Logan's chuckle...

Violetta didn't particularly care for Vel Anir. But the place knew how to sharpen her sword a lot better than she did. She could do it, of course, she just didn't have the time today. And, since she was here getting errands taken care of anyways, figured she may as well get this done. Granted...

Vel Stratholm "I DEMAND TRIAL BY COMBAT!" As soon as the words were said a dozen whispers crawled through the courtroom. The shock steadily spreading through the crowd as they considered what this might mean or if it was even possible. Whispers quickly grew into conversation, and that warped...