Regisfall

The sun in Arandor was kinder than any Ettrian had ever known, but it still made him squint. He had traded the clamor of arenas for the quiet rhythm of daily life: hauling stone in the mines, lending weight and muscle to fortify the gates, standing guard beneath blooming terraces where children ran ...

My Lyrandel wouldn't heal. The agony wouldn't subside. On the contrary, it was getting worse. What manner of curse had Ingeos wrought against me? What sinister ailment had infested my being so profoundly, that no amount of will, magic or faith could contest it? I felt powerless... again. Since my re...

" He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby becomes a monster. And if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee. " - ancient keltish proverb. * * * It worked! Or so thought the Overseer... At first, their scrying for the entity led nowhere, like plunging in...

"What are you waiting for, Jeremiah?", asked Zomactelonyvarix. "Go on. Dive." The hulking monstrosity that was Jeremiah, a golem crafted from flesh and blood, limped to edge of the docks and let itself fall, clumsly and awkwardly, into the putrid waters. The Overseer watched from above, controlling ...

The ship creaked like an old man in prayer as it neared the harbor, cutting through the gentle surf like a blade through silk. Ettrian stood upon the prow, ram-helmed and ragged, a mountain of grey stone amidst a sea of golden light. Arandor bloomed before him, radiant and strange. Unlike the basalt...

[[Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9nFdkJ3JTU]] In the far reaches of Regisfall, where the winds gnash their teeth upon basalt cliffs and the sun seems a stranger to the land, there broods a place called Thorncrag. A land of briar and bone, where even the air is sharp and bitter, and only the ...

New pamphlets are distributed and made available in The Freeport of Tilverton. * * * * * https://i.imgur.com/H22DGvk.jpeg Ars Necromantica - Advanced Practices Introduction After the success of the first article, this author felt compelled to produce a second, dedicated entirely to the recent advan...

The same ethereal raven as before carries a letter back to Burz'kal. To the esteemed War Shaman Vor'thul, I am glad my words reached you. My apologies for their stench. We're dealing with a certain sewage situation here. Having visited Burz'kal myself, I should have foreseen the sensitivy of your n...

An ethereal-looking raven flies over Burz'kal and drops a letter by the gates, before the guards. The letter is addressed to High Shaman Vor'Thul and bears the seal of The Freeport of Tilverton. It is written in fluent orcish. To the esteemed War Shaman Vor'thul, I hope this letter finds you in goo...

(This is an OOC post, with IC information.) Hierarchy The governing party of the Freeport of Tilverton is composed of a simple four-rank structure. Each rank has their own priviledes and responsabilities within the organization. Below, each rank is explained in detail, as well as what is expected t...