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Annabeth Chase

Annabeth Chase is an Akhelian Emissary and member of the Dreamseed. Hailing fro Ghyran, her connection with the life of the sea is very important to her

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Ceremony of Blood

The Mandestri, a brand-new blood cauldron connected to the great Mother Cauldron and font Morathi’s power – has been terribly damaged. Its cursed iron surface has splintered and must be repaired through rite and sacrifice. Morathi-Khaine herself leads a great ritual intended to heal the Mandestri’s wounds, channelling a vast quantity of potent gore through a sacred sacrificial shrine magically linked to the Mother Cauldron. But enemies seek to impede her plans; they must be driven back – or fed to the Mandestri themselves.

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Aden hated Taverns. The smell, the insufferable songs going on into the early hours, the constant drunkenness of its patrons. Ugh. Did these Aelves have no self-respect at all? Yet here he was, standing outside the dimly lit structure of a place he so despised. A...

Ceremony of Blood

The Mandestri, a brand-new blood cauldron connected to the great Mother Cauldron and font Morathi’s power – has been terribly damaged. Its cursed iron surface has splintered and must be repaired through rite and sacrifice. Morathi-Khaine herself leads a great ritual intended to heal the Mandestri’s wounds, channelling a vast quantity of potent gore through a sacred sacrificial shrine magically linked to the Mother Cauldron. But enemies seek to impede her plans; they must be driven back – or fed to the Mandestri themselves.

Dire Visions

Mara’s study was a mess. The Aelf’s desk was a jumbled heap of ancient scrolls and scurried calligraphy, maps and artifacts were strewn all over the place, each piled at comical angles. Candles dripped copious amounts of wax onto the floor as each was almost burnt to...

Tall Tales

Aden hated Taverns. The smell, the insufferable songs going on into the early hours, the constant drunkenness of its patrons. Ugh. Did these Aelves have no self-respect at all? Yet here he was, standing outside the dimly lit structure of a place he so despised. A...