In a timeless and ordered world two are spurned on an adventure they do not know the end of- while two are sent to hunt. They head to an abyss that in its darkness will lay them all bare, to the world, to beasts and themselves.
In a timeless and ordered world two are spurned on an adventure they do not know the end of- while two are sent to hunt. They head to an abyss that in its darkness will lay them all bare, to the world, to beasts and themselves.
"O- to see the two cities of Midland- Octris, the land consumed and Eptis the land
conquered. To watch as they formed from a few meagre houses to the width and breadth of the horizon was truly a blessing.
For I have seen from my tower the making of mages, their beginnings and ends. I have watched them always and will wait with anticipation until only one remains."
"They say Highland makes up 92.5% of all land on Irda, that and it is so incredibly flat. Way back then I didn't have the time to truly appreciate the majesty of the fields under the grandeur of Entrobium. Now I hear there are great paths that mark the land, with houses on every road. How fortunate I was to dwell in Lowland for so long, to see the aspirations of men turn to ruin and the ice take back what it lost. Even Spinden, as I was led to it seemed ‘new’- a fortress turned city - like the rest but no longer a bastion, just a place.
On a wooden plaque besides the old sword of the faith:
'In loving memory of Argeleet. Who fought proudly for her faith, lost her arm protecting her convergance and founded this pub a cycle ago. She worked as hard as she fought, and her last wish was to keep her pride and joy around for a great many cycles. May her soul find its way back to us.
"let's meet again <3"'
“Old guilds keep their secrets”. A term parroted by Midlanders and mages alike. It only makes sense to keep your lips shut when your neighbour could kill you with your own words. It’s the reason Midland is divided and the reason Eptis was riddled with conflict until millennia ago. You see us Scea have an advantage over humans in magic, our tongues were never cut- so we need only the words and not the runes, given enough time a scea could learn every spell in the books… but the tenure- and those ancient secrets keep us tame.
Some say the only difference between man and beast are words, but what really sets them apart is their time and what they do with it. For humans live for only a fraction of a cycle, but their actions can echo into eternity. It is said one day can make a man's life, what could they do with eternity? A shame they will never know that answer.