Ortus Tatravellan
Truestone Consul
A particularly obstinate member of the Alarith temple in Ymetrica’s Glib Stretch region, Ortus Tatrevellan has had a hand in securing several Lumineth cities and outposts over his brief 170-year career. More than an unyielding combatant, he also serves as an envoy for the Alarith, establishing contact with mountain spirits and mountain-dwelling mortals in realms beyond Hysh. The Glib Stretch’s Stonemage has recently tasked him with establishing connections in the Heaving Mountains of Ghyran.
Prior to arriving in The Lustrare River Valley, he was renowned in Chamon for establishing an unusual truce between Lumineth prospectors and the Bronzebite Mawtribe who dwell in the region. Shortly after their arrival, the Alarith Stoneguard and Mawtribe each developed a grudging respect (or the closest feeling to respect with which an aelf can regard an ogor) for the other’s monumental durability during their initial skirmishes.
After determining it would be impossible to rout the ogors from the area with their current numbers, Ortus approached their immense tyrant Garrul Bronzebitten to establish a mutually-beneficial trade deal. After all, what happens to the corpses and inferior equipment of the human, duardin, or beastman the Lumineth would slay in establishing their new territory would be of little concern to them.
Durbok’s Trial
Durbok eyed the winged beast warily. It had been both easy and hard to track after the battle. Easy, for he trail of dead shiny knight boyz it left in its wake, and the destroyed foliage it left after exiting the crevasse. Hard, because in its pain it traveled fast...
Raids into the dell
The Wrathful stops to build a war camp with a prison to hold any captured prisoners well out in raids on one such raid they were attacked by a dark oath war band and tzaangors in service to the change of ways led by a dark oath sorcerer and an Ogroid Thaumaturge. the...
Within the Depths of the Dell
The cloud of steam hanging over the trees ahead was the first sign of something amiss. The second was the scent of burning wood, barely noticeable at first over the sickly humid stench of the jungle, but quickly growing as they drew closer. Lady Maemori paused, a...