The seven Duchies of Central Rynmere and their respective baronies, cities, towns, villages, and landmarks each overseen by a Duke of one of the seven noble families and ultimately controlled by the King of Rynmere.
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New Subforums
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/gallery/image.php?mode=medium&album_id=180&image_id=6225 103rd of Ashan, 717
Andras had learned one thing this morning: When training animals – a great motivator was food. With a small bag of meat strips, he repeated a word in Draketh, Come , lifting it up for his over sized bird to see, and...
20th Ashan 717
It wasn’t a bad view. Snow-capped mountains against an iron sky. The jade of winter pines, dusted with white like something from a story book. Kestrel lent against the edge of the cave mouth, wrapped up a heavy woollen blanket that...
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28th Ashan 717
His feet hurt. His soles burned like fire from all the walking he'd done that night, serving platters to pompous prats that only noticed him whenever he slipped or accidentally bumped into someone in passing. He considered it a...
It was something of a holiday and he had been invited to Jared Warrick's home for a party of sorts. The First Hunt was upon them, and this was an event taken seriously in Warrick. Being in the grasslands during rebirth and being of noble stock, when he had come across...
Malcolm was marched from the keep in the centre of the Faction VII camp, out into the yard where he was chained with his hands locked together behind his back. He stood in a pair of leather trousers and boots lined with bear fur, a memento from...
/gallery/image.php?mode=medium&album_id=233&image_id=6849 2nd of Ashan
Midday
Arc 717 Another day alone. Well, separated from the man that had condemned her to live beside him in his cave at least. It wasn't the first time the man had vanished without proper explanation. She expected he'd turn up...
I understand your concern, Gwen. I truly do. However, I had to meet with Lord Venora. You're right though, I am tired. She sipped the tea Gwen had made for her and she pulled a face. This is disgusting, you know.
I know, Lady...
Tristan had done something he had never thought he would do. He had decided to spend the trial inside even though it increased the chance of him running into his grandmother or his dear aunt Willow greatly. It was simply too hot outside. The trial had already started warm, with...
It was well past noon when the young Lorena Burhan had meant to come visit, and Vaughn's insides were twisting up into knots. He had an inkling, almost a sense of premonition, as to what this visit was going to be about; the young woman had hinted at it in a couple...
It was his job to organise the servants, as steward it was his responsibility. However, not only was it his responsibility and his job, it was something he enjoyed. He honestly did not mind taking the time out of his day...
Saun 29th 715
The whole affair had been well planned. Andrius had been eager to propose she go with him to the gathering. The details were vague at best, what with his excited yammering on. She’d almost wanted to shove her fist down the man’s throat, or find something to shut him up. The Naerikk...
/gallery/image.php?mode=medium&album_id=233&image_id=6849 10th Day of Ashan
Mid-day
Arc 717
Complexity. Whether it was to describe her thoughts, her feelings, or her current state of affairs, there seemed to be no better word. Was it relief she was experiencing? Fear? Grief? In all honesty the...
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Fort Gawyne, 13th day of Cylus Arc 712
As was the way of things such as this, there had been ample food. Nothing too exotic so as to not raise the ire of the conservative element, of course. The old guard loved their boar drowned in Venoran...
One among many Lorena liked to look at the stars, constellations were born from mythology and mythology was born from stories created to help understand the world they lived in. Burned into their memory those stories became the way...
/gallery/image.php?album_id=41&image_id=4000 45th of Vhalar, 716
Jorick’s Keep
It wasn’t enough that she had a bun in the oven. Blackwood was expecting that she begin to pull her weight, which was growing with each trial. The Qe’Dreki forces had become scattered and were attempting to regroup at...
/gallery/image.php?mode=medium&album_id=233&image_id=6848 28th Trail of Cylus
Unknown Bell
Arc 717
It wasn't easy to brave the unforgiving cold of Cylus. The perpetual twilight and absence of sunlight insulated the world in its frigid temperatures that made hunting a challenge for the members of...
I'm fine, honestly. Celeste smiled at Xander but she didn't get up from where she was sitting. The wound in her side was painful and the bandages restrictive. However, there was a simple truth to it. I feel rather embarrassed,...
Lord Krome, I would advise most strongly against it, Gwen had done her best, her very level best to not let him in. When Xander had insisted, Gwen had asked for a few moments to get her Ladyship ready. She oozed disapproval, but she...
Malcolm awoke, still entangled with the slave woman. The smell of their sin pungent on his skin having drifted off beneath a set of heavy blankets, exhausted by their efforts. Undressed, Malcolm made his first task of the morning to find the...
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21st Ashan
Kes’trel didn’t know if she’d ever been so cold, or so hungry. If there had been a time it had been buried so far at the back of her mind, it was impossible to recall. Probably because it was a horrendous way to feel. Her arms and legs...
Punishment had been swift and painful. The re-branding of her arm, deeper than before to remind the young woman of her duty to VII. Then had come the shame. She’d been left to sleep on the cold floor, on the pathetic pile of blankets...
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