Going home. One does not cross the veil between realms lightly. The gateway found beneath Alerar was once in a generation, perhaps the last functional portal left in the world. Going back through...
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Going home. One does not cross the veil between realms lightly. The gateway found beneath Alerar was once in a generation, perhaps the last functional portal left in the world. Going back through...
[Bunnies approved in this thread where they appear]
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It was a cold day in hell and the demons howled for blood. Elijah strode across ashen hills, the bones of ancient dead crunching beneath...
Prompt
The new year brings new adventures. Write the first scene of a new story starring your characters. Hook the reader by introducing a conflict and foreshadowing events to come.
Vignette...
Elijah could only watch as the demon claws reached from beyond, clutching Felicity and dragging her into their hellish realm. Azza released her grip on the sword. A snap of energy surged through the...
Elijah groaned, climbing back to his feet. Everything hurt, but the scene before him wiped such thoughts from his mind. Starfire consumed the chamber, burning hotter than even Elijah’s dragon flame....
“Azza will close the gate!” Elijah shouted as he sprinted to his student’s side, dodging swiping claws and dripping teeth. His sword lashed out as his other hand made the Sign of the Fang. When the...
Elijah perked up upon hearing his name, setting some tools onto a worktable he had claimed. That was quick.
“One moment,” called Elijah. “I need to–wait, orange?” With a curse, he darted across...
The four descended, down into the dark depths beneath the ruins. Spiraling stairs opened up into a vast, yawning chamber of granite pillars that sparkled in the lantern light. Elijah ran his hand...
“That must be the place.” Elijah pointed south, across the shifting dunes glittering in the moonlight. In the distance, a ring of crumbling obsidian spires jutted from the ash. A blighted crown atop...
Elijah let out a sigh, forcing his stony face to soften. “I suppose I should tell you why you’re here.”
Yes, she nearly got him killed when they first met, and yes, he had to flee Salvar again as...
A blood-red sun rose over the ashen badlands of southern Alerar. Here, the air smelled of brimstone and windswept sand glittered like glass. Deep in this wasteland, the only wagons for a hundred...
Deep in the black deserts of southern Alerar, atop a windswept basaltic mesa, stood a tower. Like a sword raised to the heavens, this edifice of polished granite and brass gleamed against the bleak...
[[OOC Note: all bunnies between characters are approved]]
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Bare feet upon the water’s surface, Elijah walked alone. Above spanned a sky of jagged mountains, engulfing the horizon with rows of...
Level 11
Name: Elijah Belov
Age: 34
Appearance: Unremarkable at a glance, Elijah rarely leaves an impression on passersby. He is a man of slightly above average height for a Salvarian, and...
Sounds good to me! Thank you, sir.
The dream stone just lets him wander around into the 'dreamsphere,' so to speak, when he sleeps or meditates. He doesn't have a lot of precise control unless he's within a half a mile of the person...
Team 4:
Christoph
Rehtul Orlouge
Orphans
Flambird
Salvic winter. It descended like wolves, ripping and tearing, devouring the north. The nights grew cold, snow deep. East of Archen, drifts piled so high they choked the roads and drowned overturned...
[Working with Shinsou on this lengthy transaction]
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In the years following Salvar’s civil war, known by later scholars as the War of Flesh, Elijah Belov traversed the length and breadth of...
((Note: Shinsou agreed to review this update -- thanks!))
Level 11
Name: Elijah Belov
Age: 34
Appearance: Unremarkable at a glance, Elijah rarely leaves an impression on passersby. He is a...
Registered.
Elijah brushed himself off and re-donned his mask. The leering dragon visage turned to regard the three strangers each in turn.
To the white-haired demon, “You let yourself get dragged to a...
Too many people. Too loud. Some other stranger had called in their direction, and now the silver-haired, horned girl was trying to run off and get herself killed.
Elijah grabbed her by the ankle...
Glass shattered. Shouting, stomping boots. A murder! Hidden away behind the statue, the dragon and fake ‘niece’ stood still and silent for a long moment. At last, Elijah broke the silence. He...
Rumors of the ‘Dragon’ of many colors had spread to the courtyard before the guest himself appeared. None of the rumors mentioned a girl. This was odd, as when the Dragon emerged from the crowded...