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24th of Miraman, 918The Arktos hosted a cult ritual today. For as long as I can remember, I’ve known I was going to become a bear hunter for Bitterfork. This season marked the year I became an adult, and as a man of the village, I now have the right to petition the Shaman, Belen,…

Following Samel’s poisoning, the competition to become the new chef of Adryn’s Keep was suddenly a much more dangerous one. When Samel woke two months after the attempt on his life, Sister Terice of the Harbingers gave him a clean bill of health. Steeled by the recovery of their compatriot, the competitors put their heads…

“Stop.” “?” “I am sure it is strange for things to differ. Usually you all just pass on by and through without much conversation. I do not usually care. But this time I have questions, questions about what you saw in the Underworld. I wish for you to answer them..” “I, uh yes. Sir.” “Tell…

Freed in mind by Knowing’s burdenLoosed in body by rended fleshNo longer soulbound, he does riseHearken now to Death’s Demise ~ In the 912th year after the fall of Seleucar, a dark influence plagued Sapience. First, it was the undead of Azdun growing hungry and frenzied, devouring goblin, priestess, and Vertani alike. Then, the zombie…

At the Council’s invitation, Mayor Cotridge made his way to Targossas to confer with the Lumarchs, an uncertain future for Jaru lingering in his wake. In the grand scheme of things, Jaru was naught but an inconsequential fishing village with a storied past, but many understood its significance historically and its value to the people…

Frigid winds gusted across the tundra of Sapience, rippling Pryla’ari’s robes as she trekked across the snow. The Tsol’dasi priestess did not mind, for she was well accustomed to cold and had a stalwart goal in mind: further mastery of Memory. She arrived on the Prelatorian Highway and dusted herself free of frost with a…

As the starry Rose took prominence upon the night’s sky in 905 AF, Logosmas swept across Sapience bringing with it the gift of friends both old and new. ~ In the Southern Vashnars, the city of Cyrene was blessed by the return of an old guard: Iclia, a winter-borne traveller and talented frost mage. She…

It was in the month of Chronos, 902 years after the fall of the Seleucarian empire that a tremendous shockwave shook Targossas. Shopfronts jingled and the waters of the Silverveil broke the banks, drawing the attention of the Dawnspear and driving them to scour the streets for the source. Only when they arrived in the…

My Lord, As commanded, I write to you this missive to enumerate the ways in which I have failed to uphold my duties to you. Furthermore, as ordered, I have had myself suitably punished, but I will accept any and all future disciplinary actions that may rectify my gross ineptitude. It brings me no joy…