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.
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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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/gallery/image.php?album_id=201&image_id=11047 Ashan 24, 717
Five miles south from Foster's Landing.
The central sea of Idalos stretched from horizon to horizon. Standing at the edge of land and sea, Gangui touched the salty water for the first time in his life. He couldn't feel the water, but...
/gallery/image.php?album_id=2&image_id=8130 Reviewer's note -- We're letting each other control each other's characters for purposes of better flow when writing. This is not god-mode.
Vhalar 10, 717
It was a hot day in the Landing. Maybe it was because the breeze didn’t touch the part of town...
Note: Zipper and I have given each other permission to 'godmod' each other's actions, and as such all 'godmodding' here has been read and approved by the both of us. We are partners in crime, just like Bonnie and Clyde, though minus the part where they get shot in the end....
(Note: we allowed each other mutual control of our characters. There is no godmodding here, y'all. We're thinking of going down to argentina to study protoceratops fossils but we decided against it because they were discount triceratopses. Like the covenant between Don and Betty Draper, we're...
Foster’s Landing was not only the biggest port on the western coastline, but also one of the most well connected cities in the glorious secular state of Etzos. Within a break of the town crier beckoning the citizens to assemble, all those who could...
/gallery/image.php?album_id=2&image_id=8130 “Alright boys and girls, we want you all to join along with this song here,” Brandon yelled deep, beckoning the entire bar to join him, “This is a song about the great and resilient Etzorsi peoples,”
Several individual shouts littered the background....
The bright and sunny day was coming to an end when the good ol’ boys of the Landing congregated at the open aired bar on the edge of the harbor. The energy was high today, despite all the work being done for the day. Citizens, lowly guards, sailors, hired swords, craftsmen and...
Foster’s Landing was a canary in a coal mine. The white cobbled streets of the harbor town were kept in exquisite condition compared to the primitive roads of the countryside. The architects of the port system were ingenious, no doubt inspired by the freedom of thought that...
Gangui sat nervously across from Zipper at the Pub. Having Brandon the Bard present to help read the words really didn’t make it any less nerve wracking. The only piece of paper he had signed before was his Justice Permit which was kept hidden in a safe place. Silent except for...
(Note: we allowed each other mutual control of our characters. There is no godmodding that isn't our intention in this thread. We're thinking of becoming missionaries and travelling to destroyed nations like greece together. Like the covenant between the 13 original primes, we're cooperating here -...
Breathing in deep the salt air, Gangui ambled through the streets as he reflected on the recent events that had been occurring in the Landing. There had been a lot of action and fury, but no time to think. The soft clink and clatter of the fully...
4th of Vhalar, 717
The boat floated on the river. Morning greeted them with bird song and painted skies. Robin watched as the water rippled from the boat. They've named you Southwood , he said, slinking down, his bare feet dipping into the cool waters. He smiled. The river grasped his heels, his...
Robin reached over the boat, his stomach pushing against the burnt red iron railing. The river sang a song that was both strangely chilling yet somehow possessed of a warmth that he knew was there but couldn’t feel; a good friend...
1st Vhalar 717
The earth was a solid. Robin knew this. He understood that he didn't sink through the ground because of the same magic that kept him from walking through a wall. He understood, even if he didn't know the rules, that there was something that kept a rock looking like a rock. He...
Wrought with ire for himself, a torn wretch slunk through the gleaming sunlight as if in a daze, staring blankly out into the world as thoughts swirled in his head. Everything had come full circle, to him, and that was a defeat unlike any he had ever known.
They'd gone out. By Alistair's request, they'd left the city, far away from the influence of the old crone where the mages - and partners - could roam freely and enjoy their time with one another, with no constraints. Alistair had promised the next few days to Fridgar, up...
Enemies of the Etzorsi Free Market
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Ashan 24, 717
The unquenchable thirst never stopped tickling his throat. Squeezing his eyes shut did not give momentary rest, rather offered only various blinding shapes in exchange for reality. The sun shined...
Ashan 22, 717, High Noon
A small run down bar on the outskirts of Foster's Landing
The smell of salt was a sensation completely new to the barbarian. Taking deep breaths and closing his eyes, he enjoyed the moment. After thirteen trials, the group...
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