vel anir

A VILLAGE NEAR VEL ANIR Ralene Ianthir knew it had been a bad idea the moment they looked at him. It was not disinterest, neither fear, nor worry. No, there was hatred there. Inhumane hatred which had nothing to do with what Ianthir did. They couldn't have known he roamed the forests around...

He marked the passage of time by the growing length of his hair. Once it was short. Now, after considerable time, the ends of his blondes locks touched his shoulders. And in this time so recorded by the lengthening of his hair he endured unending agony. Zael Castomir had awoke in this place...

To the Academy initiate called Aelita , I am writing this to inform you that the thief you brought in the other day has died. Currently we are investigating whether it was a suicide or homicide. As the investigation is still underway, I cannot give you further details until I am authorized to...

https://i.ibb.co/27ByHjd/Talavaar.png Orilon Village, on the Anirian Southern Frontier Fires raged all over a small forest village. Bodies laid upon the ground. Over a dozen surviving villagers knelt on the ground in a packed circle. A group of dark figures surrounding them. A tall elf stepped...

Vel Yuna. The Yuna Lager tavern. Before noon, but definitely far past sunrise. Caeso awoke on the sticky floor and the first thing which greeted him was a keen awareness of the smell of dried vomit. He didn't know whose it was. Kress, he hoped it wasn't his. There was a draft. Why was there a...

"No! No, Loth, you don't have to do this, please." His thumb pressed a little bit harder. He hadn't quite gotten the hang of this part of the process yet, and the books he'd read on Isbrand Lorel had been sorely lacking in the detail. He could see the theories behind some of the other things...

Every once and a while, Initiates get a day off. Most of the time, it was not out of kindness or intent on the proctors’ side. Rather, it was just how their schedule came to be. In Aelita’s case, she had a day between getting back from one mission to departing on the next. She decided to spend...

The morning following What Happens After. Dreadlord Academy Stables Daybreak Following the events of their graduation, the stillness and quiet lingered throughout the academy like a bad sickness. There was yet any real closure to anything for most, but Ralene had the answers she needed to...

Even the Gilded District was gloomy beneath an overcast sky pregnant with rain. Elspeth Sirl watched through the window of her carriage as the shadow of dark storm clouds to the east slowly loomed overhead, promising to shatter the evening peace with the song of storm and thunder. Normally she...

“S’mores,” the woman corrected Leander, raising a eyebrow at him continually saying “some mores.” The smile on her dry lips told him that she didn’t find it obnoxious as much as she probably found it endearing. She gestured to the chocolate on display, jerking her head to motion the two...

Vel Hetren His sword made a sickening squelching noise as he ripped it free from the Orc's center. Blood spraying over his fine tabard and the chainmail he wore beneath as he tore the blade free. The sound alone would have been enough to make most people sick, but in the moment Olvir barely...

The days in the Academy infirmary went on. Most of it involved cycles of intense magical purging and rest, sessions of the former awful but blessedly much shorter than the latter. Kimble's cold magic wasn't just elemental ice. It could be deeply infectious like a disease, constantly inflicting...

"What called?" Soleil asked the shopkeeper, Douglass Mueller. "That," Douglass said of the reptile on the counter which had caught Soleil's attention, "is a chameleon." A slow day was it, here in Mueller's Odds and Ends general store. Not situated in the bustling markets closer to Anir Square...

As she walked through the morning streets of Vel Anir, Aelita kept rereading the orders over and over again. Her eyes bounced back and forth between the parchment of words and the drawing of the missing creature. Eyebrows furrowed. A sigh followed. She panned her head around Velkath square. A...

Vel Anir - The Three Gutters Lileas Home. How long had it been? Five years? Six? Aleric couldn’t even remember anymore. The last time he had seen them he’d been a boy, less than a whelp and three times as cocky as he should have been. It had smelled the same then as it did now. A mixture of...

Vel Anir - Slums The Painted Rat There were bars, there were taverns, and then there were places like the Painted Rat. Filled with murderers, cuththroats, robbers, thugs, and every other kind of criminal one could think of the ramshackle building had been a mainstay in the Slums of Vel Anir for...

TWO MONTHS BEFORE 2.0 GRADUATION: [for 2.0 and 3.0 dreadkids to join, possibly have some fun, possibly get in a bit more character development] SPIRIT WEEK: DAY ONE: Dance Off (Niamh ) DAY TWO: Bake Sale (Kristen Pirian (another can still join!)) DAY THREE: Maid Cafe! (Zael Castomir (another...

"Do you understand," said Proctor Magomo, leaning in dangerously close, "what it is you're asking me?" Kristen stood rigidly at attention in his office in the Proctors' Building of the Academy. She was keenly aware that the door behind her was closed. "Yes," she said, her voice quiet but...

The Academy Laboratory, Vel Anir A mission had been recently assigned to a certain set of students. In the countryside of Vel Anir, there were two deaths both caused by a peculiar unknown disease. Both victims were decent soldiers of the military and the deaths were suspected to have been...

Despite wanting to disregard Marianne’s suggestion, Everleigh did stop by the kitchens to snag a green apple. Somehow, taking one of the red apples seemed inconsiderate. She passed other initiates, not saying anything to them, but overhearing something about Ingrid and a bloody nose. Zael’s name...