winter court

Winter Court - Northwestish of the Spine Underhill - The Scarlet Hall Though it had been some two thousand years or longer since he'd stepped foot in the Scarlet Hall, Asemir felt its regal walls filter into his memory as if he had never left. The same cool, crisp air he recalled of nights...

Underhill was alive with color, sound, and light. The city under the mountain had been transformed for the full moon that heralded the new year by the Pnerian calendar. Its streets were decorated in lanterns, painted with sigils for fortune and luck or to look like Pneria and Lessat. Fae from...

Favashi had wandered far from the lands of the Dawn Court. Oh but the war, it had called to her like the sweetest of songs. The offerings they had laid out and the way they had begged her to stand with them on the field had fed a very core and important part of her very being. She twirled one...