Cylus 5, 718

Sunless and chilly. That pretty much summed up every Cylus in Yaralon, but being at the harbor made it especially frigid. The wind blowing in made Aetu feel like she would soon join the thin layer of ice that hadn’t been melted away by the friction of all the foot traffic. It was...

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Edyn and Praetorum discovered very quickly that an Ithecal's claws were not made for calligraphy, so Edyn settled on a different method to teach Praetorum the runes he would need.


I feel like I'm at the beach. Praetorum muttered, running his claws...

35th Vhalar 718

Yaralon wasn’t known for its academic pursuits, Believing that most problems could be solved with brawn. Books were almost non existent and so was anyone willing to talk about science or theory. Rabu had left Desnind to find more people interested in chemistry and Alchemy but...

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Edyn studied his face for some time, then nodded. Take off your armor. She told him. A gesture at the fire had it roaring up higher, casting more light on their makeshift camp as Praetorum began to strip off his plate armor.


Rolling his previously...

7th of Cylus, Arc 719
It had taken longer than Praetorum had expected to return to the Temple of Raskalarn. The last two weeks of Zi'da, he'd been dragged off on a search and rescue in Maiden's Refuge, and he'd returned to Yaralon just in time to see people react to the first snow of Cylus....

1st Cylus 719.

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The darkness hadn't abated when Foyle shook him awake and told him to get washed, dressed, and head down when ready. Rubbing his eyes he got up and exchanged his nightgown for cotton breeches, a broadcloth plain-collar tunic and a woolen jumper to shield...

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Edyn looked uncomfortable at the idea, but Praetorum stared her down, folding his arms across his chest. The two of them sat in silence for some time, before Edyn finally relented, sighing. Alright, alright. I'm going to preface this by saying I...

Maiden Refuge (South), Yaralon
64th Ashan, 719

Tio coughed and sputtered, spitting gobfuls of salty water out of his lungs and replacing them with shaky breaths. His hands clawed their way up the muddy sand, dragging him bit by bit out of the ocean until at last the tide relinquished it's grip...

17th of Cylus, Arc 719

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Praetorum flipped the fish in his hand belly up, slitting it open to pull out its guts. Cleaning it out in the stream, he set it with the others, and turned to the pile of wood, twigs, and grass Edyn had gathered for him.


Stacking up the wood,...

17th of Cylus, Arc 719
Praetorum and Sivan flew silently over the grasslands, the light of the moons above casting fractured shadows below them. Ahead of them, a small herd of goats grazed peacefully near a stream, white faces and tails near silver in the moonslight. Holding his crossbow at his...

Zida 90th
There were two options for Vega right now. Go for a walk or kill her father. Either was roughly equal in terms of probability in this moment and so, because she was wearing a new frock and she didn't want to get blood on it, she decided to go for a walk. In truth, she went for a stomp....

10th of Cylus, Arc 719
Heads up. Ricky said, unwrapping his sling from his wrist. Praetorum took a moment to envy how easily the man controlled his horse with only his knees and weight, before turning to look. Sure enough, there was something coming towards them from the direction of the swamp,...

14th of Cylus, Arc 719
Tess woke him up as the tides began to ebb out, what would have been the crack of dawn had the sun been visible. Good luck. Was all she said, and he nodded to her as he saddled up, bringing nothing but his scythe to reduce weight. Sivan was grumpy, both from being woken up...

13th of Cylus, Arc 719
The sharp turn had given him a little bit of breathing room, and Praetorum took that brief window of time to cock his crossbow again. Within moments, though, the birds were back on Sivan's tail, and he took the reins again. Alright sweetheart. He muttered into her scales,...

14th of Cylus, Arc 719
Praetorum had been told in no uncertain terms to keep his weight off his injured leg unless necessary, so he'd spent the last day sitting by the hole in the side of the ship, keeping watch with his crossbow in his lap. His aim was still poor, but it sufficed to scare off...

12th of Cylus, Arc 719
It was the fishing gear, more than anything else Praetorum had brought, that turned out to be the most helpful. All of the adult survivors of the storm were at least adequate hunters, but one, a bijaq nicknamed Tess, was an accomplished fisherman to boot. On the first trial...

10th of Cylus, Arc 719
As it turned out, Praetorum's earlier assessment that the ship seemed mostly undamaged was not quite correct. What he hadn't been able to see from above was the ragged hole on the side of the ship facing inland, that exposed quite a bit of the lower two decks. Walking Sivan...

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8th of Cylus 719

They decided to walk together that night, whether out of a misplaced sense of chivalry or sensing the opportunity for profit, Ausian followed her along the streets. While walking along, they made small talk. About weapons, weapon...

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Cylus 8th of 719

The two men grinned at each other, patting their empty palm with the blunt edge of their cudgels as they advanced towards her. She for her part was readying her mace, with one hand doing a figure-eight motion with the bludgeon, while the...

10th Zida, 718
Culture makes people understand each other better.
~~ Paulo Coelho
There was a party that night. In fairness, when one had a group of biqaj, it was fair to say that there were parties most nights. However, just at the beginning of Zi'da three ships had entered the docks of...

90th Zi'da, 718

He peered into the darkness, waiting for the snoring to start.

His belly pressed on the hard floor, and he feared Gwenum would come storming down the stairs and find him backed into a wall, clutching the small bundle of belongings tied together with a bit of old rope if he so much...