lore story

  1. Eccetra

    Loyalties

    = Loyalties = ╔═══════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ╚═══════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ The pre-dawn frost bit past her clothes and into the Rakrran’s fur as she stalked through the deserted streets of Regalia. Only the eccentric wandered alone at this...
  2. Eccetra

    Midnight Wander

    ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ╚══════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ The monochrome, waning moon illuminated the bleached walls of the Balfort. Nadina Haaven sat erect in the estate’s study, a wax-stamped parchment held loosely within one hand, and a...
  3. flareskies

    The Olive Branch

    The gentle sound of rushing water and the feel of the chill in the air caused Shae to give a light shiver as she stood there. Despite the cold she could not deny the wonderful view she had from where she stood. As quickly as thoughts of the cold crossed her mind, a blanket was draped over her...
  4. HydraLana

    Finally.

    Finally. Ardige stood there, looking out from the upper battlements of what was formerly the Elven Fort Pau. But no longer. It had been a swift and decisive battle. From the sea had come several Kade ships, skirting the very edge of the fort’s range of fire. Then came the men from the beach...
  5. Vivo_Et_Vincam

    The Valettan Purge

    This Story Takes place from 3-8-306 AC to 5-9-306 AC and involves the rapping of a Dressolini Family and the coming of new characters. It is a rather long chain of events however I decided to post it in order to live the story of the Valetta's. Those mentioned below were IC involved in some way...
  6. FeyWitches

    Morals Of The North In The South

    “I- I killed him… He had lived and now ‘e jus’ ain't livin' anymore Oh Gods. What- what have I done…” The young teenager stammered his words, gazing upon the still-bleeding body of a poor man. A Northern man, who stood beside the child clasped a hand over his small shoulder. The Northern man...
  7. Redthorning

    Purchased Freedom

    Trigger Warning: This lore story contains sensitive subjects. "I want the Chien-ji with the short hair." Those were the words she was terribly afraid of hearing. Unfortunately, she would hear them at least once every few days. It was a different man each time, with differing intentions...
  8. ZiggyStarDusted

    Guilt

    (warning: does contain adult themes and suggesitve mental health issues. If you’re not comfortable with anything like that, please don't read!) The d'Soleil residence had settled for the night, Rosalia lay sleeping, as did the hounds, to be expected at such an hour. The leisure however, was...
  9. joglak

    The Husk Of Once Was

    “Pride, courage, loyalty. Pride, courage, loyalty. Pride, courage-- loyalty, loyalty, loyalty!” Harrison Jarsdel shrieked the family’s binding traits as he sat on the edge of his luxurious bed. His right hand’s fingers dug at the healed brand in the middle of his forehead while tears stung his...
  10. ZiggyStarDusted

    Taking Back Tomorrow

    For a majority of Enzo's life, sleep had been a luxury; this was no longer the case as of late. It was most nights that Enzo woke up screaming at an undesirable hour. It was always the same chilling images rushing through, each night. Bastien. Because he'd never seen his brother's...
  11. ZiggyStarDusted

    The Working Man

    January 24, 306 AC The azure eyes of a certain bowtie loving blonde flicked open; with in seconds the man had slipped briskly from the grasp of the snoring red-head that lay beside him; doing similarly with the balled up hound by his feet. He'd grown a routine; which he tried his hardest to...
  12. Yigit

    Room Of Angel

    Room of Angel Jarsdel Lore Stories Collection "...Right. I had a woman back then. Before I forbade myself from loving. There was a woman. A woman I got close with. Very close." Her name was Angel, how could he ever forget that name? Resting back in his white sheeted bed in the middle of the...
  13. nath_n

    Blood Washes Over Your Demons

    Blood Washes Over Your Demons It was a crisp afternoon on the date of December 31st, 305 A.C. guardsmen Alec Dondario had been going through his normal patrol after declining to drink earlier in the night. He’d receive a message from a guy, it was proclaimed to be urgent. Was at...
  14. ZiggyStarDusted

    Progress

    November 25th , 305 AC Lazaruz breathed in on the fresh Ithanian air surrounding him.. There was no better place to teach his loyal companion than the vast landscapes he'd been cheerished by, as a child. " 'Ey, Sigrun! Get back over 'ere!~" , the pup would respond by playfully dashing...
  15. ZiggyStarDusted

    Mother.

    The old house, with its wildly overgrown garden, was silent, secretive.. Yet, this evening in particular; it had a certain feeling of livelihood to it.. A pair of boots would stumble through the grassy mess surrounding them, a scarlett cape following suite soon to find themselves at the...
  16. Posidem

    Black And Blue

    The constant pitter patter of raindrops as they assaulted the black feathered parasol of the newly made matriarch toned out the small sniffles of the bearer, her eyes as wet and free flowing as the clouds above. Her face was already streaked with muddled mascara and runny eyeliner that had ran...
  17. Nudibronch

    Does It Take This Long To Replace One Life With Another?

    _________________________________________________________________________ This was a cooperative effort, written by myself and @Wolf_Cobra. Both @IGutTheMidasTuch and @Gearot would have direct knowledge of this incident. Farewell to an absolutely lovely character...
  18. Nudibronch

    Mischief Unmanaged

    Shuffling his bare feet in the warm sand, Oberyn readjusted his position for what seemed like the umpteenth time. Although the young boy had a knack for sitting still, half an hour was starting to test his patience. He surveyed the beach with eyes narrowed in scrutiny, awaiting the right moment...
  19. Messtro

    Seafare

    Seafare The strong smell of the ocean tickled the male’s nose as his shoes hit the docks once stepping off of the ship he had been on. He’d crinkle up his nose as the smell hit him, a putrid odor as well as he took a wary glance at the box of fish he had ended up standing near. His eyes...
  20. SpunSugar

    Grave Things

    When the seagull’s screams could no longer be heard, she relaxed. The woman had been standing along the fore of the ship, watching the sloop cut through the grey, choppy waters that reflected the overcast sky above. The saltwater spray misted her hair, hanging like dew in the black...