Stormwastes, Near the Umbral Caverns

A haggard dreary eyed Netzach trudged through the arid, dusty soil of the stormwastes. The ground beneath his feet feeling less like sand and more like broken bits of bone and teeth, that stuck to the soles of his shoes, or painfully to his skin when he...

7th Vhalar, 723.

Placeholder V. Miscellaneous business in the Stormlands.

6th Vhalar, 723.

Placeholder IV. Vahekoh goes hunting II.

5th Vhalar, 723.

Placeholder III. Vahekoh goes hunting.

The Stormlands, somewhere.

Netzach woke up groggily, his memories jumbled, as if coming in from far away. As he pushed himself up, his hand brushed up against the craggy, crumbly surface of the ground. Ground?

He creaked his eyes open. He wasn’t at home. By the Fates, where in Idalos was he?...

//1st Vhalar, 723.// In the Stormlands.

When Vahdah was done with the grass at the side of the little dirt road, Vahekoh got up slowly, sorely, from where she'd been lying in the grass not too distant from the grazing horse. Ouch, she said when she got up. She had a thunderous headache, her body...

//1st Vhalar, 723.// Off in the woods, in the Stormlands.

One moment all was as it had been, and the next moment it wasn't. One moment, Vahekoh- who was out riding her horse, Vahdah- had been okay, out in the woods, going where she was going. The next moment, she wasn't okay. There was pain in...

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Silverhair was frightened; or perhaps nervous. He wasn't good at reading people so he couldn't really tell what she felt, or why. She gave him answers nonetheless, to most of his questions, and she answered them in considerable detail to give him a good understanding...

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Anyone else would have walked away at this point.

He'd tracked Silverhair all the way south of the Mire, picking apart their tracks until he'd found their camp and ambushed them. He'd even tracked the original buyers further still, to the open waters as they attempted...

21 Ymiden 723 | Azrael Blackfire

Azrael didn't think of himself as a particularly lucky person but time and time again he was proven wrong. Everything turned out for the better with the spirits in Melrath and now he had a new, albeit quiet, friend in Anona. The diri of thirst was an interesting...

Kneeling by the river, Prae studied the tracks by the bank , claws tracing thoughtfully over the muddy imprints. There were a buck’s hoofprints here, mostly dried up by now, but they were deep, and broadly spaced. This was a big male for certain, with plenty of meat and hide on him. But there… Prae...

“Right,” Prae said. “I think you’ve all learned enough footwork that we can start practicing attacks now.”

All around, his scouts lit up at that, murmuring excitedly. Prae had had them drilling nothing but footwork for days now, and they seemed quite eager to move on.

They would learn the...

Willow Tree Hospital

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Sitting outside Rharne, close to Lake Lovalus, is the Willow Tree Hospital. This is not one hospital but is, in fact, five full-sized large hospital buildings all connected together and, along with that...

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The Long Road Home.
The Decision.

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It was utterly bewildering, and yet, entirely unsurprising, just how many shields, weapons, and armour pieces an active mercenary group like the Skydas company went through on a seasonal basis. Many things got repaired as they were broken or dented, mostly those things that belonged to any specific...

Alright, well, first of all, Prae said patiently. Don't hold your daggers like that.

All around him, the scouts who'd come to Prae for training looked sheepishly at their blades, some of them adjusting their grips. Prae continued, summoning a dagger of light to his hand. This kind of overhand...

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Vhalar 18

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...

Memories...

Within the enclave sequestered deep inside the lower levels of the Umbral Caverns, Szil toiled over the quartz rough, using a chisel and small hammer to chip off shards large enough to shape and polish. Most of the 'lightless ones' the children in Szil's little living commune did...

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The Mire was a deeply unpleasant place the likes of which he hadn't felt in quite some time. Mud sucked at his feet, insects bit at his face, thorns pulled on his sleeves and everything around him seemed determined to drag him back and push him down with every step he...

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How far are we out? Traveller huffed and banked left, dipping his wing low enough that if not for Nir'weis tight grip on the saddle, he might have easily tipped over the edge and dropped the several hundred feet to the ground below. Anyone else might have thought it...

21 Ymiden 723

Ugh... leave me alone. Revan rolled over on his bed to try and escape the small pecking from the dragonet he called Eris. She jumped onto his shoulder and pecked at his ear. Let me sleeeeeeeeep. He rolled to the other side but the dragonet flapped its small wings to get into the...

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The Long Road Home.
The Destination.

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