With the escalation of hostilities between Etzos and Rhakros, a series of small walled towns is being established as a network of early warnings and defenses against Rhakros' reprisals. Only the very bravest and most formidable of characters should risk themselves on the Witches' Wilds frontier.
We're starting a little something different, somewhat in the spirit of the NaNoWriMo, since we're a writing site it seems appropriate to take the opportunity to motivate each other to have some fun and earn some medals by starting and completing...
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New Subforums
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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You: The person reading these words right now.
The Staff: All users who are identified as...
However I will give you what I have so far to work with...
Some of the towns are more finished than others. As yet, they are all mostly in concept form, but they should be able to be played in without too much...
Whether by intention or some contrivance of odd fate, Clavam's crew had been kept apart, stifled into their own little niche within the fort. Suddenly, at some point during their plotting and planning for a path to freedom, they'd run into little snags here or there. Remote...
The Kimber Mine was quiet. Eerily quiet. The glow of moon and stars cast an odd shadow on Maxine’s face as she moved from cover to cover, making her way to the mouth of the cavern. The wind shook the shedding trees and leaves crunched now...
It was almost sunset by the time Reno got in. He turned the key to the door and pushed it open. The hinges squealed and the brightness from the world outside began to swallow the shadows within the home. He stood on the threshold like a lithe statue. His...
How the fuck...? But then Clavam's eyes sighting Battlemage and hearing his voice answered the question. It was among one of the Battlemage's arcane talents.
Sovereign. He replied, nevertheless. It is the mastery of kinetic movement over unliving...
There was no light when Maxine first awoke. She never really slept to begin with, and rarely did she right before the sort of task she was undertaking. The end of her joint, burning bright orange in the dark when she sucked the...
Maxine had heard many rumors regarding the start of the partnership between the Dorricks and the Kimbers. While some parties swore on the juicier renditions of blackmail and conspiracy, the more likely story appeared to be the one that dominated oral history. Fenwyn...
He was awake before she was. Imagine, if you will, his complete lack of shock at this.
He woke with the dawn, for that was his way. When the rising sun alighted upon his face, a hard-won sensitivity to change roused him. The dark of his bedroom was lightened dram by...
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39 Saun 722
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Fuck.
Max ran her hands down her face as she moved through the streets of Westguard. Her head was pounding like someone wouldn't let off with the mallet. Every step on the cobbles ran pain and aching sensations up through her...
You smell like a brewery, Alice called out over her writing as the cellar doors closed behind her expected stranger.
I'm on time aren't I? Max rebutted with a groan. Instead of a shirt pulled up over her features she had a bandana...
Maxine had developed a love-hate relationship with daylight. The rise of the sun was the last thing her hungover mind or body in withdrawal wanted to bear most mornings. Most trials she had slept through the brunt of it, crawling out...
It'd been two days since he'd left the pyre of Ash-Flaw to the banks of the river. Still he hadn't eaten. A gnawing hunger tore at his insides, but he had water in plenty. That much he would allow himself. He couldn’t...
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20 Saun 722
Early Morning
Consequence from here .
The taste of vomit was fresh in her mouth and she had no way to wash it away. Maxine ran her tongue around its confines and instantly regretted it. Her hand fished in her pocket hopefully but it found nothing. Her water...
Easy! Max exclaimed with an irritable groan from the soiled cobbles of the Westguard street. For fuck's sake! Watch where the fuck you're going.
Find somewhere else to pass out that's not in the street, the pedestrian retorted gruffly as he...
They were tired and bruised. They dripped sweat and blood. They were doubled over, panting and bleary-eyed. But none of them were backing away. He would not allow it. He who was still standing straight, face shining with...
With a sigh Maxine dropped to her knees in the sand of the beach of Foster's Landing. She dug her hands through the gritty ground, feeling it ride between her fingers like rough paper. The rhythmic rising and falling of waves several feet...
He watched the coins counted out in front of him... then he watched the pile halved, and slide one half away from him. Money due him, earned by him, through skill and commitment, yet he had to watch the bastard across the table keep it. Woe to any Etzori to...
He didn't know exactly where to find him, but he could guess. In an educated fashion, of course. Blindly picking a place or a time or a face rankled him on an instinctive, visceral level. It...
It was rare that the woman thought about her somewhat brief time with the Biqaj. Time felt as though it moved quickly...too quickly. She found that as time went on it became harder to recall memories and faces no matter their importance. There was no...
So... Rakvald reflected, as he stared at the over-sized mantis, its pincers and long bladed arms dicing into the bodies of the poor slain scouts. They want me to acquire this things totem... or?
The mage was meditating in his chambers. In his hand, he held the totem of Hollow Hand, a totem offshoot of his deceased friend Ash-Flaw. The totem that he'd had wings grafted onto in seasons past, only having perfected...
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