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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....
The Website: Standing Trials ( / ), referred to through the rest of this thread as the website , our website , the site , our site , Standing Trials , and Trials .
You: The person reading these words right now.
The Staff: All users who are identified as...
On the 38th Saun, all across Scalvoris, fairies suddenly appear in front of (apparently) random individuals. The fairy appears and asks the PC if they'll come with them to Sweetwine and help them. Should the PC ask any questions,...
One days travel on foot or mount from Scalvoris Town, Sweetwine Wood is aptly named for the abundance of Sweetwine Vines that are scattered throughout. Tall trees thickly cover the area, canopies overlapping to form...
Winston's world had suddenly turned dark and chaotic. One moment, he was nestled behind the safety of the rock as his magical Singing Shield guarded a delectable whipped cream cake in the serene clearing within Sweetwine Forest. The...
The dense canopy of Sweetwine forest stretched overhead, filtering dappled sunlight onto the lush undergrowth below. Ancient trees, their gnarled roots intertwined like the hands of old friends, stood sentinel around a serene clearing bathed in an emerald...
It was a hot trial in the forge as the smith went about his work. The fires had been blazing most of the morning and into the afternoon and Winston was lifting, hammering , forging and processing the alchemical traits...
Winston had spent the trial considering his options for the flight suit. It was a long way off even being a proven theory and before he got to a place where the concept became a practical design, he needed to get himself some...
This is the 26001st thread started on Standing Trials.
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Two Birds, One Stone
Why are we heading into the woods? Toutouye signed the question to Woe, I don't need rangers to tell me how to live, or how to track, or how to trap,...
The wood trail Oram had followed on Mule all day threaded and wound through deep ranks of thick, gnarly trees rising on either hand from a verdant carpet of debris and thick undergrowth. Old growth, the hunter thought appreciatively as he looked about, woodland quite different from...
There are only a few very broad rules this time, these are as follows:
Fanciful is fun! It does not matter what form of fanciful tickles you pink, green or blue. All that matters is that it is fun for me and you!...
60th Ymiden, 723
This spot should do Varlum spoke, glancing around to a large enough clearing for the two Ithecal. It had been some time since Varlum and Prae had interacted outside of a mission of some kind, even more so since the two had actually sparred or trained together. At least from...
Jaspers Stats
6 Feet 3 Inches
205 pounds
Brown Hair
Brown Eyes
Scares on Right Arm
Tattoo on Left Arm - Matches scares
Moon Tattoo on Left palm
Sun Tattoo Right palm
Vhalar 25
Jasper sat quietly in the tent trying to think of what next to do. The fact that Jasper was sitting quietly in...
So, yeah, she said, We're gonna go to the Golden Cliffs. I reckon we'll be gone maybe four trials an' if there's an issue I'll send Snaffle back, or Noodle. They'll let Jasper know, at the very least. A'right? Vega had just...
He had left Chest using his Mark from Saiore to poratal to Dream with his pack and his new armor on . He made his way through Sairoe's Dream, stopping only to make an offering of cake for Saiore as he went. Now he stood on the shores of Faldrass with its warm sand beneath his...
Alex had come to Sweetwine to visit the feller with Winston. They needed a lot of trees for Isonomia's new ships and getting them responsibly was quite important to the ferret and while this was find by Alex, they still needed to make the arrangements as soon as possible if they...
Event: Ashan’s Walk Festival
Date: 61st of Ashan, 723.
Location: Whole Island
Description: This marks the middle of the season and the people of Scalvoris undertake a pilgrimage of sorts....
Safely back in the Sweetwine, away from cloves or collosithecus, Oram’s mood improved. He bade Choir reappear, to the delight of the fairies, especially Lachesis, who spent what seemed like the next break unsuccessfully trying to get the spirit wolf to...
Choir seemed to sense something, perking up his ears and gazing intently into the woods, as if the wolf expected something to emerge. Oram lacked the senses of a wolf, but his were keen enough by human standards, and as he listened for whatever it was that had caught Choir’s...
It was a beautiful trial and the birds were dressing the air with their song while the wind tickled at the skin, refreshing those it touched with its cool reprieve from the hot sunlight. It was a trial that would lead deceptively to sun-burn...
/gallery/image.php?album_id=189&image_id=14292 Three Ships.
Three ships had attacked Sweetsong the night before.
The Unforgiven - captained by the Butcher, The Gutripper, captained by The Boar and last but not least, The Hopeless Dirge, captained by The Slaver. Three ships, three crews. Now,...
The morning sun streamed into the clearing where Chest sat, catching dust specks dancing in the air as they lifted one of their many legs to scratch the back of another. Inside the construct, mechanical parts and half-finished projects lay scattered...
It was a warm trial and a clear sky. Winston stood in the clearing, his chest thumping, his skin itching and generally speaking standing on the precipice of groundbreaking discoveries. He giggled nervously as he tried...
/gallery/image/19225/medium Hope is the thing with feathers,
Which perches in the soul
- and sings the tunes without the words -
and never stops at all.
So, Vega said. We need to talk.
The man she said this to was was none other than the Pirate King . He had joined Sweetsong after coming...
It had been a few days since the attack of the undead in Sweetsong. By then, Kisaik's arm had grown to its full measure, entirely healed now albeit somewhat shinier with its fracture scars. But perhaps that was because of the newness of the limb. Kisaik didn't want to worry about his vitality and...
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