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Aleya – Watch Captain of Avelorn

Spellweavers are rare even by the standards of other Aelves. To wield such potent life magic takes hundreds of years of training and dedication, most may go their whole lives only managing the faintest hint of any arcane abilities. Not so with the Spellweavers. These Aelves are naturally gifted, and many whisper that they are blessed by the Great Tree itself. Wherever their power comes from; none can deny its miraculous effects.

The Roaming of Ghuryan

Laying between the realms of Ghur and Ghyran is the vast, mountainous steppes of Ghuryan. Woven of the meeting points between a thousand thousand hidden paths and places between the realms of Beast and Life, Ghuryan is a land of harsh contrasts, a blue-green sky...

Endrinmaster Kazulk Somberbeard

Endrinmaster Kazulk Somberbeard serves aboard Admiral Calik’s flagship. Although younger than most Endrinmaster’s he has proven his worth 10 times over. Keeping to himself for the most part, Kazulk has developed quite the reputation for being able to resolve any problems that arise, be it patch working on vessels mid battle or dealing a mighty blow to enemies venturing to close.

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The Stormtouched

The village was in flames, but most of the fires were already dimming. The smoke drifted upward from across the flat plain, a mountain of twisting blackness shifting and coaling into the sky. There were no more screams, and an eerie silence wisped through the villages...

Opportunity Cost

                The Ghurish jungle of the Dell was a puzzle. It was always somewhat familiar; rainforest birds sung in the trees, and all manner of crawlers scuttled on the vegetation or swarmed low to the ground. It was these similarities that only caused more...

Bound Within Blood

“My, my, this seems a bit overmuch,” said Maemori, shaking her head.The tower of wrought brass and iron rose above her, slicing through the wild growth of the Dell like a twisted blade. There seemed to be no door or other means of ingress to its interior, and its...