Alessandra's Journal- Part 2
Of course my short time with sven only awoke my desire and dreams of flight. It was one of those things, like the flare of a raging fire, it burned fast and soon enough we drifted apart. I returned to my life, haunting the forest's edges along a most...
Here there be dragons (mean ones too!)
From the logs of R. Brawne, Captain of the Othello, Somewhere over Eternus: We had heard the rumours of the fantastic wealth being found across the Vast in those wild lands we call Eternus. Unlike our homelands of Airethe, that expanse of wilderness...
Tales of Airethe: The Rise of Alysa
Damora is a small township that lies in the southern region of the domain of Angalon. It is not an especially violent place but it does like upon the sea that the people of Angalon call the Vast and therefore attracts all manners of different folk from...
Alessandra's Journal- part 1
The lovely and luscious Alessa DuMourier here, pleased to meet your acquaintance. I apologize that you have stumbled into my lair in such a state of disarray, but since you're here anyway perhaps I might be of some help to you. The pages contained here...
Tales of Airethe 4: Exploring the Manor
A loud metallic clanking awakens Alysa less than an hour later. At first, it seems to emanate only from her own room but soon she can hear it echoing through the house. However, she cannot see what it might be as the bedroom is plunged into complete...
Tales of Airethe 13: A hero appears and Alysa's confession
Alysa is so drunk off both her own pleasure and the effects of Mira's blood that she almost forgets an important detail, Mira removed her necklace. The bandit can hear a nagging whisper in the back of her mind coaxing her to find the keys. She wants to...
Tales of Airethe 7: Dakrom's Lessons
It is the light of the lantern that awakens Alysa but it is not sitting on the bedside table any longer. Instead, it is held in the gloved hand of none other than Dakrom, whose dark wavy hair is tied back into a ponytail by a dark green ribbon that...
Tales of Airethe 3: Welcome to Redclyffe
Even from a distance, Alysa can see the twinkling lights of Gornmont. A city whose central industry is composing of mining and quarrying. it has changed little over time, even though, as she and her prisoner draw nearer, they can see the towering...
Tales of Airethe 9: A Horrifying Revelation
'We have much to discuss and you are running out of time to make your decision.' The implication in Mira's words is dire and Alysa wonders if it is possible she is not yet dead but perhaps close and this woman is giving her one last chance to prove...
Tales of Airethe 2: First Impressions
As the horse is the same steed with which she had conducted her training, an important factor, Drevard had explained, in her duties, that she and her mount function as a unit, the beast is loyal to Alysa and does as she commands. Much like Alysa, the...
Tales of Airethe 8: A strange and sinister banquet
'If you've any appetite left,' Dakrom says, 'then let us go to dinner. I am certain that the lady shall be pleased to see you.' Alysa can only nod weakly as she holds onto his arm. It is clear to her now that she must recover her strength and run....
Tales of Airethe 6: More Questions Than Answers
'...never share.' 'You...those girls...your business is your own.' The voices echo in the darkness and, for a moment, Alysa may wonder if she is dreaming. She certainly feels very weak, exhausted and utterly drained. 'Mother will not like this,'...