• Thraeda wrote a new campaign chapter: Picos' Journal. 3 years, 3 months ago

    Amazing day today! Was with Eos and Ametos, walking along road to patrol for dangers, and found Mortals! Was scared at first, didn’t know what they were, or why they were in Bastion. Eos was so brave, so was A […]

  • Thraeda wrote a new journal: Thraeda's Camping Journal, entry 0 3 years, 7 months ago

    I’ve spoken with the Justicar, and now that N’zoth is gone, she’s given her blessing for me to take some time away from a combat role. So I’m hanging up my armor and my axe and my helmet and packing a simple pack, […]

  • Thraeda wrote a new journal: Supply Run 4 years, 3 months ago

    A number of children sat about a small room at the Templars refugee camp. Some played idly, others sat and bawled. Some were too traumatized to even speak. The few healers and caretakers that moved amongst them […]

  • Thraeda wrote a new journal: Dreams of the Sea [WoW] (Morlen)  4 years, 4 months ago

     Captain Morlen Grimtide gripped the railing of his ship as it crested another wave. The seas were violent, and each wave smashed against the hull of his great ship with the sound of clapping thunder, sending a […]

  • Thraeda wrote a new journal: [WoW] Back At Them 5 years, 9 months ago

    Thraeda coughed and rolled over. She tried blinking her eyes, but her vision was blurred, indistinct. She closed her eyes again, trying to focus instead on listening. Quiet footsteps, whispers, moans of pain, […]

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A glimpse into the Underworld

(reading guide: Ghosts are Italicized, living are “quoted”, “when both, singing together”, Caps is shouting) Candles are set in a large circle along the runes of the protected zone in the hideout, a task for the apprentice, as Argus sets a record on the player. A musical collection of one of his favorite stories, of […]

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Prodigal Father

The smell of this island, the sweet fruit, the salt spray, the clear air…to outsiders it was intoxicating. To a sixteen year old boy who has never left it, it was a very pretty prison, only taking occasional trips to the mainland of the Crystal desert once a year. But something was different today, he […]

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Loyalty

Silverware, chopsticks, buttons, writing quills…still needs improving…but a gun… Argus fires at the target, hitting just left of dead center “Better…” He makes some adjustments, the floating, moving parts of his Jeiidtech arm adjust and recalibrate. As a prototype went, it was functional, weighty, and the energy circulation system functioned wonderfully. It would need some […]

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