“Do you hear that?” Farrin settled against the boulder he was about to climb. A few feet above him, Fiel had paused, finger in the air, his ear turned to the wind. The skaald was sweating. His legs were hurting, the pack he was carrying was straining his back, and could still smell the horrible […]
Air. No matter the cool dampness in the wind of the shore, it still felt uncomfortably warm and dry upon her skin. It was sucking the moisture out of her like a greedy vampiric void. Still, she endured. She would have endured the sun of Elona itself of it meant she would fight a decent […]
“So… this is what you do with your free time?” Farrin was standing at a respectful distance behind his son, watching. Out of cautious deference for an act he did not fully comprehend, as well as out of prim fear of being tainted by the humors that occasionally splattered over his son’s workstation. Workstation. What […]
((Very mild??? current LS spoilers)) “What is it you’re even taking, Rikvi?” Tove crouched next to her cousin, head cocked. Surely there was some reason the Necromancer was sitting on the floor in a remote corner of the Forge? She could often be seen staring off into space, but this was…a strange sort of staring […]
((Living Story spoilers.)) “Well, this looks bad.” Tove surveyed her assortment of scouts and strays and shook her head. A brandstorm had driven herself, another couple of scouts, and a few Priory researchers halfway up a mountainside, and now they milled together absently. Command settled across her shoulders like a coat forgotten in the back […]
Two objects would find their way to the Captain’s corner of the guildhall. The first was carefully wrapped in deerskin, which when pulled back revealed a simply bound book. (Simple, and yet it was the hide of a shark, and therefore fascinating in its own right). This would be Ambrosine’s original intended gift, stolen by […]
An invitation was mailed to every member of the Vanguard. It was on crisp, snow white parchment, and penned in Ambrosine’s delicate and precise hand. With green ink, of course. Dearest Friend,Your are hereby cordially invited to a Wintersday gathering! We will begin the evening at my residence in Divinity’s Reach, before moving on to […]
The tome sat currently with Fiel, but Riathan, having noticed the norn necromancer remove it from the torture chamber or laboratory in Ebonhawke, requested to see it so he could skim through it and make some notes. Now that he sat with his notes, he was able to really settle down and think about what […]
Sparks were flying at the anvil. The hammer, like an iron meteorite, crashed relentlessly over the incandescent landscape of the gestating pauldron below. Blow after blow, the metal was bending, twisting, warping. She was alone, standing by the forge outside of the temporary hide hut they made for themselves, close to her sister’s sturdier wooden […]
Fiel told him not to touch the plants. Those giant maguuma lilies and poisoned orchids, so majestic, each pastel petal and frilly leaf exuding the savage and untamed majesty of the jungle. However, he didn’t say anything about the berries. With Mer in tow, Farrin had explored the area around the reclusive pool, and found […]
“Father?!” Right before partaking in the rather rattling paranormal experience in Ebonhawke’s graveyard with the guild, Fiel had been informed that Farrin, his father, had popped up in the Gilded Hollow, unexpectedly, and was now wandering among its golden spires, taking in the sights. After a quick search at the communal areas upon his return, […]
“Come on, Mer! You can do it… catch!” Once again the necromancer’s arm arched over his head, and once again, the grotesque flesh abomination –stitched together from two fruit bat carcasses, the skull of a dead cat he found, and the tendons of a fleshreaver he killed in the Shiverpeaks– followed the gesture, leaping from […]
Tove emerged from a secluded little grotto, muttering curses under her breath. “Communicating with spirits is obnoxious. How do you put up with it?” Rikvi was quiet for a full minute before she answered. “Communicating with me is obnoxious. How do you put up with it?” Tove put her hands on her hips. “I’m used […]
To my dearest and only son, I hope this missive find you in good health, and good fortune, both you and the little fluff ball. I have a most wonderful news for you! (Your mother insisted that I do not bother you with this, claiming it really isn’t any of your business, but how could […]
It wasn’t even meant for him at first. Just a little side project to explore the application of necromantic and soul-based energies, something to help him understand powers greater than his own. The idea later came to him when he noticed he could make it move while still having a body. He already used the […]
To whom it may concern, And by “whom” I mostly mean Magister Turlough, I quit. I would have written you a more developed letter about the hows and whys of my reasons for leaving the Priory’s dusty bosom, but in all honesty, I do not have the will nor the time for it. I will […]
This was it. One whole year in the making, and he was finally seeing the end of it. One whole year after that little bounty slip up. He’d been cocky, had underestimated his target, got caught. His staff: smashed. An ebony shaft with a mithril head with rune-carved moon crescents, and dangles of pure silver. […]
Forgive me Jin–calling this a treatsie is a bit arrogant, but it sounded better than “my rambling thoughts”. There are many books and papers on this topic in the Priory but they are also all terribly dry, so I didn’t think you’d mind if I whipped up something a bit more colloquial? I’m not sure how […]
Tove managed, somehow, to sprawl in the chair across from Ambrosine’s desk. “I just hate leaving you right now.” Ambrosine snorted softly. “I’m fine, just off field duty. Unless someone comes crawling in on death’s door–again–I can handle anything here. Jin’s on hand and if I need anything major, I’ll call in Mina. Riathan is […]
His feet sank deep, crunch, crunch, crunch, dark legs clad in dark and stained in white, disappearing in the thick white below. Norn loved the cold, this was a well known fact. Yet, this norn was wearing one extra layer of fur over his clothes, plus a long cape that dragged in the snow and […]
[The events of that journal happen between the end of Path of Fire and before the end of LW season 4] ————————————————————————————————————————————————— It twitched. Among all the things Fiel had witnessed when retrieving the arm, this was what bothered him the most: it twitched. Still. The metallic limb rested over the little research station the […]
“Hey! Put that down! THIEF! THIIIEF!!” The cry echoed through the wide antechamber, and pale faces swiveled around in one motion, locking their collective gazes upon the corner of the room. The young griffon, now the size of an adult bloodhound, was standing frozen, fluffy ears perked, eyes wide as plates, a partially chewed antique […]
Riathan sat chained to the floor, enough slack to let him move around. The manacles were inscribed to still his magic, and prevent him from breaking free. The slack gave him the barest hint of freedom. He was dirty, his normally well trimmed goatee was now a full beard, and […]
Lord Iskander Dukas, minor noble of Divinity’s Reach, hesitated before knocking on the door the the Ames residence. He actually took half a step back and nearly tumbled down the step when the door flung open and he was greeted by the large and vibrant visage of Ingridr. “Alex! I see Jim passed on my […]
Rikvi walked into Riathan’s office and took a deep breath. She had tried scrying in her office at the Priory and gotten nothing. All the tools in the world couldn’t forge a connection. But this…yes, this would do. She felt around in her pouches for what she needed. No, not the scrying bowl. Nor the […]