knights of anathaeum

The Knoll was quiet this time of night. A place where knights and squires went to unwind and share tall tales, the Knoll was one of Astenvale's busiest locales. During breakfast, lunchtime and dinner, at least. Now, though, the hour of the owl was upon them. How lonely it felt. It ain't all...

The library in it's well organised array of knowledge to lend to the knight not of the resident order. The lessons learned from well placed word from senior and junior alike, in age and in title. The unlocking of further refinement of the craft of arcane defense. All of this and more to...

Darker nights there had been, starlight pierced the gloom, a disc of white to peer upon the scene. Long grasses played out their dance. Sound carried across the chill winds. Night suited enough for a rematch. The outskirts terrain of the knight Anathaeum's Monastery. Slivers of metal rotated...

Kaida often didn't mingle with other squires or even the knights. She always felt like she didn't quite fit. She was still a baby, but to the other squires she felt as if she was too childish for them almost. The older knights made her anxious, and she was always so eager to please, but messing...

The army moved slowly. From the skies it looked like a swollen snake that wound it's way slowly through the vast Falwoods. Elves of all kinds including Aerai and Avariels, humans, dwarves, orcs - even a few giants - marched together under various colourful banners that stood out against the...

The army moved slowly. From the skies it looked like a swollen snake that wound it's way slowly through the vast Falwoods. Elves of all kinds including Aerai and Avariels, humans, dwarves, orcs - even a few giants - marched together under various colourful banners that stood out against the...

Come my friends and sit down with me With the fire a'glow The story will grow Let us tell tales as tall as trees Memories from an Autumn Past Just outside the walls of the Astenvale Monastery, Elinyra gathered bundles of dry wood for what would soon be a crackling fire. The fire was a...

Most folks of the realm do their utmost to respect the Wylds, treading carefully and travelling with reverence to ancient formations of foliage and root. Some go further to preserve them, encouraging growth, tending to the animals and trees, ensuring all might enjoy the beauty of the dense...

Altamar Village, South of the Wda's lowest branch Population: Small Within the Longhouse It was a long ride north upon horseback to the edge of the great swamp of Golgorotht and it was squires Hanely and Ihlan that took the horses back come the next morning. A local guide led them across the...

THE BLIGHT DRINKER. A SWORD MADE TO CUT THE ROOTS OF GODS. LONG HAVE YOU SUPPED ON THE CORRUPTION OF THIS LAND, AND WAITED FOR ME. Astenvale Monastery was quiet, the night air flat, Dusk knights making their rounds on patrol as the Dawn rested. Below the dewy earth, within the guarded...

"Deliver the Whispering Dark to me..." said Khorvayne, the sorceress who had charmed her way into One-Horn's camp and gained a delightful audience with him. Her hand reached up and gently brushed the underside of the minotaur's chin. "...and I shall see you...richly...rewarded." Suggestions of...

Alliria, Outer City The Tenpenny Hen, A Brothel ___________________________ "This your first time?" Syr Marta asked him. Hector cleared his throat. "Excuse me, Syr?" She cocked an eyebrow at him. "Did I stutter, squire?" Hector stammered. "I, I don't get your meaning," She shook her...

Duty binds one to bold actions that one might describe as suicidal. The vows taken, the oaths spoken, they etched a path deep in fate's path of dangers to face. Sir Arlo Talworth, Knight of the Order of the Enshrined Blade, had made his requests of the Knights of Anathaeum and found them...

“ He should’ve been back by now. “ Syr Leinas had broken the silence, standing at the edge of the darkening copse with his shoulder against the oaken giant that overlooked the broad dirt road. They’d settled at a bend where visibility to both directions was no more than fifty paces, the way...

Building the thing was a part of the training all it's own. Having spent some time building palisades and defences for old mercenary companies when need demanded, it was an easy matter conceptually. And what's more, he had done this before, before the soldiering days, when he had worked on a...

Alaric groaned as he hoisted himself onto his weary steed. They were all a bit worse for wear, and Alaric had the mud to prove it. He looked to his new road companion, his lips quirking into a smirk before returning to their tired position. The night was fully upon them and he rolled his...

Rider and dragon, bound by a shared sense of purpose and a thirst for liberation, were out flying during their nightly ritual that had become their sanctuary. In the silent depths of the forest surrounding the Monastery, they took flight, their wings slicing through the velvety darkness. Here...

Mission: Flame Keeper Priority: Medium Rank: Squire Operatives: Tandems of sworn and accompanying squires. Objectives: Investigate the ancient ruins believed to be a Temple of Flame. Briefing: Sources claim there is a bygone ruin far and to the north of the Spine. At the edge of the...

Five Years Ago Parchment piled ever higher as the sun reached its apex and there was no end in sight. The old knight allowed himself a stretch and a sigh. He was beginning to think that taking on the mantle of Interim Captain of Dawn was a mistake. Granted, it hadn't exactly been his choice in...

Four months had passed since Dal had been given the opportunity to prove himself as a Squire. Four months with a regular routine of physical exercise which bordered on the masochistic. Masochism which was enabled to further heights by proximity to those who could heal and bolster his body's...