15th Day of the Wolf Moon, 1426 Pistons whirring, heavy metal footsteps on brass floors and deafening whistling all stirred to make up Jupe, the city of progress. Voices and escaping steam lit the background ambiance of the Muris Nebreis, where Mok of House Brestander served tea. The atmosphere had somehow always incorporated hospitality into…… Continue reading The Mubris Nebreis
A brief diary entry from an Aquinian soldier in regards to the Wilds.
Blizzards were notoriously common in Alvkhret, though, in the woman’s twenty years, she’d never been caught in one so fierce. Whilst initially she’d relished being lost in a white blanket of cold, she was realizing now that these crude outlines that made up her hands looked were becoming frostbitten. Vivid images of the blacksmith’s wife…… Continue reading Blizzard’s Haven