Beyond the city of Rharne lies the Stormlands, which is home to a number of farms, forests, fields, Lake Lovalus, and the River Zynyx. This subforum also includes the Stormwastes to the south.
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So, one of the things that has changed in the new site is that the new PSF is visible to everyone. This provides us an opportunity and so, this morning I've created some subforums in there - for completed / approved threads....
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How to Use Locations: These locations may be freely used in your stories unless otherwise specified. Please do not respond directly to the location threads. Instead, create a new thread for your roleplay....
They were indeed expecting arrivals at the Rharne Prison this day. It was part of their irregular re-supply schedule, a process that was kept carefully secret from even most of the guards at the prison, as such information could facilitate...
The guard merely looked at Tristan’s umbrella, and then shrugged, sullenly stating, “I need all my hands free, sir. But thank you for the offer.” Just so, Praetorum, Tristan as well as Gennadiya and Vivian were all let on board in their...
Genna sat quietly in the carriage she had rented to take her to the spire for the next couple of Trials. Genna had originally planned to visit a while ago, but things had delayed this visit but now she was on her way and enjoyed...
A great expansive swamp and wetland southwest of the Stormwastes. This place is largely unexplored save by those who seek refuge from Ilaren's justice. Many bandits and criminals have set up their power base here, and use this as a staging ground for...
Gennadiya emerged from her tent wondering why people enjoyed camping. She was aware that she wasn’t ruffing it the way others did. Pablo had not talked about his training camping trips but some of his buddies had made...
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Timestamp: 9th of Vhalar, 722
Location: Storm's Edge
Vivian woke from the dream with a start. She hadn't, that she'd ever remembered, received a dream from Lovalus. She had, however, been given missions in dreams before, as it had been a such a...
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All across the city of Rharne, people slept. Being that it was close to midnight, this wasn't unusual. However, there were people who dreamed of Rharne's past, of the trauma and pain experienced there-in. So many people dreaming of the...
The Rhaumine Fracture opened up in Vhalar of 722. Fractive scholars haven't had time to study it yet, but believe it's formation is the result of the destruction of Immortal artifacts in the possession of the Purveyor and Rhaum. Not to mention...
Vivian strummed her fingers on her desk as she looked over the report from the group of knights who had arrived the previous day. Included was a summary of Patrick's trial, given to her both as the Knight who had actually arrested him and as the...
Prae ran his claws over the paper in his hands, thinking deeply as he paced about the room.
He did not often get nervous at client meetings anymore. He'd had dozens over the last arc, and he'd gotten used to the rhythm of them. But this trial, though, Prae...
/gallery/image/15596/medium Eliza had been away from her home on the outskirts of Caervalle Town for over an arc now, and had only arrived home, late the night before. She'd left for Scalvoris before the troubles with the notorious 'nickels' had even begun; and though she hadn't planned it that...
Exhaling quietly and slowly, the young man lay crouched low in a brush; though the cloak helped obscure some of his features, his cowl being in the wilderness was for once down. The dim celestialian glow from the armour was nothing to...
The Stormwastes were not travelled lightly. As such, the prisoner trains as well as the resupply runs required trained guards to accompany them, guards hired specifically by the warden of Rharne’s...
Tucked way beyond the Stormwastes is an system of ancient caverns, where untold horrors are said to dwell and legendary treasure awaits. Truth is the Umbral Caverns have only ever been explored once, to an extent, because of the fact their network...
110th of Ashan 722: Poisoned Pastures: A local farmer discovers that two of his cattle have died overnight. Within trials, other farmers start making similar discoveries, but it isn't just animals that are dying - crops are dying, too. The farmers worry that the soil...
There were whispers, ever since the Rupture explosion over Ymiden's Dawn parade, that there was a rogue mage or more than one on the loose. A rupturer. Many who knew of the sound a rupture portal made were either stricken with fear that mages now would be coming back,...
They broke their fasts on porridge sweetened with chopped plums, packed everything up, and set out again, keeping the wood visible on their right, but far enough from it that the wagon and cart had an easier way. Dan rode as he had before, keeping an eye on...
The supply caravan for Rosebay was small, consisting only of a larger wagon and a smaller cart, but it was enough to hold all the arranged and paid for supplies with enough space over for the settlers' own belongings and room up front for a few to ride if they needed to. Dan counted 10...
Eureka was a fascinating place, Prae found as he made his way through it. He had no idea what half the buildings were for or what anyone was doing—he'd passed a pair of people arguing about glass lenses, of all things—but the atmosphere was bright, and people...
There were, it turned out, quite a few more tools used for mining than just the pickaxe Prae had envisioned when he heard the word. Prae had gotten Valbjorn to pick up a miner's toolkit in town, and he now had all the metal parts laid out on his workbench, ready...
Dan grimaced at the way that a recent storm had left the more trampled areas around his camp streaked and piled with mud, and shoved another spoonful of soup into his mouth. One of the piles of mud reminded him of the mud wall windbreaks that he sometimes made to shield his fire. Mud...
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