The Vindicaar—————————— The ship was, as always, glowing softly golden with the radiance of the Light that powered it – the low hum of magic through the floors and walls rang like an eternal, soft hymn that stayed just at the edge of hearing. The Lightforged of the Army of the Light moved with purpose […]
Getting into writing again. I wanted to answer the question of how a feral druid would view Boralus and fit in with the goings-on there. )) The smell along the piers of Boralus was as enticing as it was disgusting. The harbor water stank with deceased sea creatures and human refuse, but the market stalls […]
That night, wind was out of the north, sweeping down out of the mountains – clear and cold, certainly, but also pushing the ever present scents of fish and sailors and a city on the water out over the ocean. It made for a pleasant (if chilly) night, with stars high above echoed in the […]