Many legends have sprung up out of the wreckage of the Bleeding Wilds. People there are afraid, and need stories to explain how their world has been so completely overturned, and comfort them that they are not without protection.One of the latter of these stories is...
It is a clear, cool night in the Weald. The stars shine visible for all to see in the deep blue sky. The air is filled with the sounds of chirping insects, and camp members are sharing food around scattered campfires. It is peaceful. Veiðan and Hitomi decide to take...
An RP scene between Thomas Bouric#3602 (Améline the Anvil and Daisy), Keza#2929 (Jean and Evangeline), Foreverodd#1174 (Boi, Dan and the Corsairs) and Red angel#6435 (Varanguard King Khokatch Blaze Heart), begun the 13th of July 2022 in Choggrish Market chat and In...
Améline runs at the Fairwater cannon crew. Their attention is diverted away from her by Boomer's army, their ears deafened to her thudding boots by their own cannon. Although they haven't thought to fire at Boomer's warsuit yet, Améline has seen the potential future...
Améline hangs in the dark, alone save the for the ringing of hammers on an anvil, and pain. But these had been her constant companions. She could no more be frightened of them as she could be frightened of the ache of walking.She wonders if the Anvil of Apotheosis...
“Aenge!”The voice, even if it was no more than a whisper, immediately woke Aengellania up. The Age of Chaos had taught her to be a light sleeper.An arm briefly passed over the bed searching for Améline, before Aengellania remembered that she was away from Barak-Drak....
IMPORTANT NOTE: This was done in collaboration with Keza and is a continuation of their writing submission. I forgot to put that in the Narrative Summary. Sorry.Aengellania knelt beside the unconscious Jean. The warrior was still breathing normally and her pulse was...
There were only a few candles lit in Aengellania's room. She was poring over tomes recovered from the library when they blew out. In the dark, she feels a presence behind her. The visions of the bloodbath in Choggrish market assailed Aengellania at first, but she...
It was a pleasant day in Lahar. Perhaps not perfect or beautiful, and there was still likely a battle in the days ahead. But the water in the river was clean, the wind was cool, and the forest around Améline was quiet as she knelt beside the running water.At least no...
It's nighttime. Sentries are posted around Admiral Ahaz's grounded airships. Naturally, Améline is one of them.She stares out into the darkness, focusing her senses into the dark and away from the talk behind her. While trying to ignore the gossip behind her, she...
Kitznik frowned as he crept out of the tunnel and into the harsh sunlight of the deserts of Ghur. Frowning, the low-ranked Clawlord reached up a clawed hand and lowered the visor of his helmet a little, using it to keep the sun out of his eyes. “Stupid-dumb sunlight,”...