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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Ezner had fallen asleep shortly after Elisabeth sat down with him next to the campfire. Good. He needed the rest and Elisabeth needed time to think. Slipping away for a few moments, she grabbed the packs from the other side of the fire and...
After the events of …. well…most of Vhalar, Elisabeth was feeling a bit pent up in Rharne. It was an emotional time for her – good and bad – and she felt the need to hit the road and work it out in her mind....
Praetorum opened and closed his fingers gingerly, feeling how the motion sent jolts of pain running up his shoulder. It wasn't unbearable, but it was damn distracting...
Dan stretched slowly, methodically, one limb at a time, then picked up his spear. He had been taught a number of solo drill patterns growing up. Each was a series of thrusts and blocks, steps and sweeps intended to allow someone without a training partner to keep in practice with all...
Praetorum had not been formally asked to patrol the stormwastes, exactly, but he'd made a habit of doing it anyways. It made him feel better, to be able to see...
In the early breaks before dawn, Praetorum ran a steady lap around the inner walls of the keep, keeping his pace measured and his footfalls light. Ithecal did not sweat, but even if they did, Prae would not have...
The Autopsy room was quiet as Genna looked over the latest two kill. Normally she didn’t take two at a time. Though in this case one was badly damaged and the other had exploded so she was...
Ezner was sitting in the back of one of the wagons that Mr. Dey was bringing on this caravan. Mr. Dey was riding up front with the driver. Ezner was lounging against a sack of dried tobacco, one of many, his feet hanging out the back of the wagon. This was his first...
Yeva's fingers were coated in mud as she crawled around the bank of Lake Lovalus, digging through clay and sludge in a very unladylike manner; streaks of wet grime painted on her knees and arms as she drew great handfuls of dark earth free and plucked wiggly worms from the mass to...
The training room was nearly pitch black, the door shut tight, the lamp extinguished. All that could be seen were a pair of slowly rotating runic circles in the center of the room, glowing a faint blue on Praetorum's...
A great expanse of scorched earth and sulfuric waters. Made up monsters, bandits, and thieves. Yeva had heard the stories, the warnings. As a girl, she had never so much as ventured off the paths in its direction, and now as a grown woman, she feared it...
Date: 12th of Vhalar, Arc 720 Status: Ready to start
Weapons: None Armor: Platelike Leather
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Normally, Prae would only take the major cuts of meat, peeling apart the hide with his knife and claws. But in Rharne, Clarissa had found someone willing to pay for a deer...
Seira watched the scenery go by for a while. She was looking forward to being back at Storm's Edge. Several of the healers had asked she and Seri to return to return to Rharne with a caravan to ensure that they got the...
42nd Vhalar, 720
Take care Varlum, don't burn the stones off ya the fellow Knight teased, having never seen Varlum in a forge before as he walked away, both sharing a laugh. Truth be told, it had been a while. Even if he was only here for a little while, it was something. Maybe he'd have to...
There was a tree at the edge of this meadow, one of the outliers of the forest, with a thick branch that swooped down to waist level. Dan slung his bow across his back, placed both hands on the branch, and jumped. He landed awkwardly,...
Praetorum held out his arm obediently as Ricky pulled out several slings, and began to measure them against him. None of my slings are going to be long slings in your claws —the human chuckled, passing slings to...
Dan woke shivering, with the cold lodged deep in his bones and his breath making pale clouds in the air like a dragon puffing out smoke. He layered on every scrap of clothing he owned, and prodded the fire in the brazier back into life,...
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