From Tried's Mouth to the mysterious Tower, the waters around Scalvoris and the island itself hold a vast array of secrets, just ripe for discovery. Here are landmarks, jungles, mountains, forests and islands of note.
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Dreams visited him in the night, grasping at disconnected thoughts to pull forth some image of reckoning that would leave him full of dread. Such like the claws of night upon the day, there was slow transition between the...
Maxine had hardly the time to take a breath before she was plunged into the depths of the small pool they'd just claimed. Arms and tentacles alike tugged her into the darkness. Bubbles of air escaped from her nose as she panicked at the surprise of the assault. She opened her eyes...
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18th of Vhalar, 716.
I can't wait anymore, Greyhide. He'd scarcely wanted to break camp for the night at all. Nobody could have anticipated what they'd found yesterday, nor the injuries they'd all sustained. Traveller's...
One of the greatest strengths a necromancer possessed was the variety of thralls they could bring into a battle. Combining troops with different abilities and strengths into a unit allowed them to cover...
Ashan 65, 718
Mercedes awoke sometime after his trial, chained up, deprived of his elements due to his attempted suicide. His arms were chained to his sides, his hands strapped shut in fists with leather, his legs chained together, and his mouth gagged. He could feel himself being dragged, laying...
The incoherent whispers in the abyss were rattling chains, and the darkness but an indefinite plague which tore asunder the population. Dismay, despair, and hopelessness held the prisoners; restraining them within boundless depression. Some were maniacal, and others lost their sanity whilst the...
Maxine sat on the rocky ledge of the water pool. The gentle wisps of fallen water rising back up toward the air glistened her cheeks and settled upon her hair. In her lap sat the strange makeshift gladius she'd won by murdering the last keeper of the small waterfall. It was a...
The sound of rushing water had been unmistakable. For so long she believed it to be something of a mirage in a desert, like a tease her mind manufactured and projection into her reality for the parched woman to chase endlessly. She had half a mind to give up after what felt like a...
One cut, two cuts, three cuts, four. The edge of her bone dagger carved its imaginary opponent open with more emotional will than prowess. It sliced through the dark, leaking pitch black blood of the unseen along with the sound of water dripping from the ceiling of the chamber....
On that chilly day, the water above moved lazily with the tied. Below, Nixie perched against a jagged underwater cliffside, wrapping her tentacles around and between rocks to keep in place. One of them prodded and felt around inside a small hidden opening...
A deep-bellied laugh erupted from the odd-looking mage who held her captive right where she now stood. The ball of fire he held in his filth-ridden palm kept a steady circle of light around the pair, the crackle of the stagnant flames echoing alongside the...
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Ashan 55th
Qit'ria awoke in a sweat, her heart racing. Her mouse eyes darted around the tent she was in, on the eastern end of Sweetwine Woods near the coast, tucked in under a budding nut tree on the banks of Ol' Tuck's Run. She was starving, which...
It would have been the natural thing to assume that, upon getting an apprentice, Tio's secret lab would have gotten cleaner. A lot of teachers had their students perform chores as a means of teaching them to respect the hierarchy between them, or...
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Timestamp: Cylus 26, 718
Qit'ria's fingers worked slowly, using some flexible bark she'd carved to tie several sticks together. She was making a simple frame, using sticks as crossbars. The bark wrapped around the intersections of the sticks, and many...
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Cylus 7, 718
Qit'ria sat around her fire, sharpening her many blades with the whetstone she'd gotten from the man who'd shown her how to use it. She never did catch his name, but that was fine by her. The less people to bother her the better. And while...
Ymiden 20th, 718
The cool wet of damp leaves kissed his back, each paw trouncing through the moist leaf litter of the forest, leaving large impressions in the decaying nature. Heart-shaped nose brushing by some scathing bushes, the Becomer stalked his way onto some well-beaten muddy earth, looking...
Good morning! Faith said, with a smile. She had knocked the door of the small house in the village of Beacon where, just the trial before, she had brought Lei'lira and her family. She'd said she'd pop by this morning and, true to her...
It was driving her crazy. This white buffalo had been haunting her for what felt like entire seasons. It filled the background of her world, echoing now and then through the tunnels she traveled like a teasing, bodiless voice in the wind. For a while she'd come to ignore it. She...
So this was her task: kill the Ithecal. It was straight-forward at the very least. He only stood at nine feet and weighed roughly an entire ton. She'd have to mind his massive, crocodilian teeth and that tail she watched him use to put a defier through a stone wall. His scaly,...
Ymiden 2nd, Arc 718
It had been a long while since Sephira had been given the time to simply stop and train. Her life had been a jumble of so many things. From the expedition into Sweetwine to the riot and then the cult investigation, the mage had barely had a spare moment to breathe.
The woman...
20th of Saun
It wasn't every day Adam Michaels got to attend a party hosted by the super elite to Scalvoris but this truly hadn't been his big plan either; he was on guard duty for the warden he supposed it was a generous offer to stand outside someome elses luxurious abode without the fancy...
25th of Ymiden
Adam had found himself sitting in a chair in front of a pretty albeit irritable woman that seemed more interested in invalidating him than actually giving him credit.
Her eyes danced upon his form, as she squinted peering at him through her glasses. But Adam didnt care so much as...
The storage area within The Blue Wing , her family's ship, was a maze of crates, barrels, and shelves stacked with various supplies. It was rather dark without a lantern, but should one bring a light, swaying shadows of all shapes and sizes would be thrown against the...
Qit'ria was starting to think she enjoyed this self tortured hell she put herself through. She leaned against the rail of the ship, queasy and a bit green in the complexion, clutching one of her javelins for comfort, her...
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