5 pm EST The cult begun by the Pagan Titans continued to work its way across the land, like a sickness. Despite the victories over the Titans, despite the celebrations in Britain, many felt wronged, somehow. It didn’t take much. Some had rewards from the king for fighting the titans, some had not. Some had won strange weapons from the followers of the titans, some had not. Some were simply fated to never be happy with their lot, and needed little excuse to throw in with the cultists […]
5 pm EST With a muffled “clink”, the pickaxe broke through into the room beyond. An eye peered through the hole, and, seeing no reaction to the noise, leather gloved hands started to slowly work the edges of the hole. Once the hole was big enough for the shadowy miner to fit his upper body through, he reached up, and secured a large, black tapestry, bearing Lord Blackthorn’s symbol of chaos to the wall, covering his work. Reaching down, he retrieved all the debris that his efforts had created. Next, the figure pulled himself out of the hole, stepped into […]
By EM Malachi The harsh winds attempted to push the king into the endless void. Blackthorn braced himself against the wind and summoned a field of energy to direct the unnatural gusts away from himself. He stood at the edge of a flat stone ruin with paths branching out in four directions. At the center of the plane, in the circle of glowing runes, were a few broken pieces of blackrock. The winds ceased pummeling the field, and the air in front of him condensed into a feminine form. The being spoke with a voice like a silver bell, “You […]
By EM Malachi Fog rolled over the bridges and islands of Vesper, cloaking the canal-city in grey. San-Lem shivered and walked faster, so she wouldn’t be left behind by those she had accompanied to the human city. Her employer, Aurvidlem, had requested that his entourage follow human custom and walk from place to place. Now, with such poor visibility, San-Lem was thankful for this rule. Being the personal healer to a merchant who had grown rich from trade between Ter Mur and Britannia was not what San-Lem had expected from her life. Still, it was better than struggling in the […]
These books are found in the drawer of the small table at the entrance to Mythran’s home Updated History of Pagan Vol I Ages ago, in what is called First Epoch, there was considerably more land upon which humanity could walk. The Zealans, forebears to the Pagans, worshipped three who ruled the emotions. Amoras, beautiful and spirited, was the goddess of love and joy. Her counterpart was angry Odion, ruler of war, hate, and grief. Between them stood Apathas, he who controlled indifference, representing both the balance and absence of his two comrades. According to legend, these three gods and […]
By EM Malachi A small mouse dreamed in a box of yarn by the inn’s hearth. Sherry was enjoying a most satisfying piece of dream gouda and watching a play she had seen so long ago. The chair was built for a child, and one of the actors had been nice enough to loan her a cushion. She was watching a man smash a paste gem with his prop sword when someone sat in the empty seat beside her. She nodded to the man and continued to watch the soliloquy on stage. After listening for a few moments, the man […]
By EM Malachi The path to the lazar house was long and overgrown, and the day was hot. Despite her pale skin, the traveller wore no coverings. It had been decades since the healer had felt the Sun, and she enjoyed the warmth. The ramshackled house was marked with symbols to warn of the pestilence inside. They had laughed at her dire words in the city, but if she could help these unfortunate souls, maybe they would start to believe her. The old woman knocked at the door, and when there was no answer, she pushed it open. When the […]
By EM Malachi The moongate opened, and a mage stepped through, carrying a heavy picnic basket with both hands. A few gargoyles in the settlement waved to her, and Mariah put down her basket to wave back. Mariah had taken to visiting Naxatilor every few weeks for tea. While the seer would share Ter Mur delicacies like grilled skree or salmon and thistle tart, the elder gargoyle had developed a sweet tooth for pastries from Moonglow’s bakery. Today, Mariah had also brought along spiced dates from Nujel’m for the two to share as they discussed history and arcane lore. As […]
A hush fell over the hatchery, as the last minion’s corpse yielded no more treasure. The adventurers looked around, expecting another attack. But none came. A master of beasts applied a magical bandage to her dragon, while nearby, a mage cast healing spells on his friends. The huge, blue-hued bodies of the architects lay around the room, flickers of vile, stolen soul energy wafting upwards from their grotesque forms. As one, the group moved towards the teleporter that would lead them back to the Black Watch’s barracks. Still, no attack came. No ambush. Just an unearthly silence, broken only by […]
Saturday July 8th : 10 pm BST / 5 pm EST The king has spoken! There shall be a race! A race by sea! Seafaring adventurers! Fishermen! Eager swimmers! Riders of the Walrus! Oil your flippers! The race will work as follows: You will be summoned to a starting location, where you will be given a book, containing a riddle. This riddle, when solved, will give you a clue to the first location on your route, and a password. When you arrive at your first location, you will tell the password to the guide who awaits you, and he or […]
