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The day it was published, a red-haired woman, was entertaining Rose and her guests at the tavern of Runewick with some melodies and some small illusions and tricks. Some students keep whispering and chattering with staring gazes while she performs, leaving behind a paper as they leave. Later, when R...

New Shadows The sparse light flickered when he left the room. The last thing she saw was his black cloak vanishing behind the closing door, before her vision blurred and she drifted to a thin blanket of sleep. Now, she was lying awake, staring at the ceiling of the hospital in Cadomyr. The wound on ...

The last flames flickered in the fireplace with a crackling sound, before finally losing their desperate fight and fading eventually, leaving the room pitch dark. Flannery was lying awake, her gaze trying to pierce the darkness to stare at an imaginary point on the ceiling and way beyond. The events...

Lively lute notes resounded in Yewdale and echoed back from the mountains, alternating with dreamy, even gentle melodies. With a gentle smile on her lips, the copper-haired artist lured them from the silver strings of the precious instrument, being lost in the music which seemed to be a mirror of he...

Had quite some great RP the past days! Thanks to Nala, Malchus, S'rrt , Nalcaryos and Malchus for some great evenings at the Hemp (and other occations)! Same goes for Bernie! Always short, but always fun! And Nala.. I love the dynamic between the girls! :lol: Another big thanks goes to Mirai and Cla...

With haste, she had run away from the fireplace, deep into the woods of Galmair. That bat! That cursed mountain bat! What was just a creature that might be rarely seen around these lands to others, was a sign of doom to Flannery, a call from the shadows, as if the cruel reality was reaching out for ...

Flannery woke in almost total darkness, the past hours and the taste of tender passion still lingering on her. It was hard to tell what time it was, as the room had no windows and even the glowing amber of the fireplace had almost died, leaving neither warmth, nor much light for the room. Yet, she d...

It had been so long since the time, when Malchus saved her on that little island and soon after, she had descended to the underground of Galmair. Though what had been planned to be a short time, had turned out to become a little eternity. Sure, at first, she did it to train for the show and prepare,...

Return It was the first light of dawn, when the copper-haired dancer unwillingly, but quietly snuck out of the flat of the Captain of the guard. Following the call of the messenger crow, she ventured deeper into the woods, where the woman in black was awaiting her in the protection of the misty shad...

Naras 24th, 71 As dawn dyes the sand of the desert into flaming red, the light reveals a horrible sight. on the small island, beyond the bridge, north west of the destroyed Temple of Sirani close to Cadomyr, lies the corpse of a muscular young man in his mid-twenties leaning against a tombstone and ...

During the following days, parchments find their way to several people all over Illarion. Some are slid under a door, others land right in front of their feet when they are all alone, seemingly out of nowhere. The people receiving this message would be: Councilor Aswe Councilor Caswir Captain Malchu...

Schemes in the woods Flannery followed the crow, that had called for her by circling above her, deeper into the woods. There in the shade, the bird sat on a branch and preened its shimmering black feathers. Still wearing the black high slit skirt and the wrapped black top that are usually her outfit...

Safety Measures In the late afternoon, Flannery made her way down to the underground of Galmair. Yet, the copper-haired artist was not out for any mischief, but was on her way to the children of Ronagan, the waifs and strays. She had begun to playfully teach them some instruments after offering them...

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Runewick Covered by the protecting darkness of the night, a shadowy figure made her way through the shadows and over the roofs of Runewick. Silently and unseen, she headed for the home of councilor Aswe. The windows would only have been reachable with a grapple but the noise was a risk a...

A New Blade Early in the morning, dawn had yet not even cast the first light, Flannery quietly snuck her way out to get some fresh. It had been a night of restless sleep, as yesterday, one of her deepest fears had become reality. She had been busted. Her dark secret was no longer secret, at least to...

Endurance Protected by the shadows of the night, Flannery directed her steps deeper into the woods north of Runewick. She had been avoiding the towns the past four days, as she had fulfilled her accursed duty. Suddenly, a hand was placed on her shoulder, forcefully turning her around with a cold, ha...

Flannery was sitting at the balcony of the inn of Runewick, her sketchbook lying in front of her, and a cup of nice wine right within reach. A warm summer breeze gently played with her copper red hair and down below in town, the daily life continued, while people were chatting in low voices at the d...

The investigator Deep down within the endless maze of the catacombs of Gynk, five hooded figures in grey robes had gathered under the eyes of the giant statue of Cherga. The mistress of the grey veils was watching over them, as a woman in black kneeled within their midst. “We had word that a town ca...

Malas 5th, 71 In the first grey light before dawn, there lies a corpse of a dwarf with long dark hair and a well-cared beard, leaning against the coffin in front of the closed gates of Galmair. He was positioned to face down the road leading away from town, sitting there in a puddle of blood with hi...

Threats The light of the oil lamp had died and her senses felt dull. Flannery was somewhere between asleep and awake. Where was “here” again? Her eyes tried to pierce the darkness and as she tried to sit up, the sharp pain between her ribs brought back the memory. Right… She was at Runewick hospital...

Old Wounds The hour before sunrise is the darkest, they say… and as so often, this was exactly how it felt. Yet, darkness was not necessarily something bad. Sure, horrors may dwell within, but it could also be a welcome blanket that covers what we don’t want to see or just want to forget. Darkness w...

Eldas 11th, 71 West of where the pigs dwell, south of the road from the Hemp Necktie Inn to Galmair, there lies the corpse of a young woman. She was carefully leaned against the tomb stone that stands close to the fireplace near the road. If it wasn’t for the puddle of blood that is seeping into the...

Flickering candles drew dancing shadows on the wall of the tavern. Students were enjoying their free time over some wine and games of dice, filling the room with their low voiced chitchats. Flannery was sitting over her sketchbook and was barely able to focus, which was highly uncommon for her. It h...

Ronas 23rd, 71 As the sun rises over the desert of Cadomyr, the flaming red light falls on the corpse of a man, that was carefully leaned against the door of what is meant to become the queen’s tomb, one day. His clothing is made of thin, yet well-made, white linen, suited for travelling the deserts...

After the councilor also has conducted a preliminary examination, the corpse is moved to the hospital for a thorough examination. According to his armor and clothing, the man was probably spending most of his time outside. His boots are worn out but sturdy, his trousers and shirt are worn down and p...

((This is meant to create some thrill and shall be continued over a longer period, meaning I will continue the overall story in steps, so hopefully none of you might know, what might happen next.. or when. 😉 We did have some fun with open RPs back in the old days, so I thought, to give it another s...

Shadows of truth Flannery was just out in the woods, gathering wool from those stubborn sheep of Runewick. Again, one of those damn menial tasks but it brought her some coin which she was really in need for. A lot had happened in the past months… lots of it rather unpleasant und she had been glad to...

Ohhh! Long time not written here, sorry! First of all, a big thanks to Malchus for a lots of fun in the past days! Further, thanks to Deanna for a short, yet nice encounter! Good Hope to have more of those! And now.... I know it has been a while ago but thank you to everyone involved in the last Cam...

The lights of the candles flickered, tinting the tavern in a warm glow. Flannery was sitting at a table in the corner, letting the past weeks travel back and forth in her mind. Raxus, the man who seemed to had fallen for her was gone, leaving her a letter about a going on a journey of which he never...