Cuddle Pot

Tavern Tales

Not sure if this is still going on but if it is I'm very interested.

The Hand of Fate

Sports are done and school will be soon, so you should expect more frequent posts. By the way @The Harbinger of Ferocity think you and @Ojo chan 42 could meet up? I think I can easily steer the two of you at once.

@Turbowraith @DarkwolfX37 @Oraculum are you waiting for the story to progress? You have open scenes you can respond to.

The Hand of Fate

Vershult

Over the sky's of Vershult flew a gathering murder of crows, and at their front navigated a small magpie. As he traveled to the cursed country he had called his kin to take flight and aid him in his quest to find the last of the Versultians. To the ravens, who roosted and raised their fledglings in the kin trees, Vershult and it's people were like brothers and they mourned its loss, in their own way. The murder had started at about 40, but the host was now numbering in the thousands and was spread throughout Vershult, looking for its savior, and it's destroyer. His destiny wasn't complete.

It was the little magpie who spotted him, lamenting the loss of his home. A caw went out, and the black flock fanned out, spreading across the land in a winding river of flapping wings leading to were miles and countries away, Kufue watched in stunned awe as the line reached all the way to were he was resting. The magpie landed near Vonsuer, and dipped his little head in a bird like bow, pecked lightly at his feet and motioned for him to follow.
@Razael

Dragons Cradle

The obsidian smith looked shock at the shear sound of the girls stomach growl. Then seeing her embarrassment he burst out laughing in a deep rolling tone. When he caught his breath he spoke on, "The girl has the hunger of a dwarf, and her belly speaks with the rumble of the mountain! Enough words eh? Tonight you will have the hospitality of Taurich lord of obsidian! And on the tomorrow you will set for the kings hall." in honor of their guests the camp chef prepared the good rations, mountain crab, sugary honey squash, smoked cave eel, Kral Deresh cheese (a hard mountain goat cheese with mushrooms in the rind), the last of the camps bread, snow apples, dwarven beer, and mushroom wine. The dwarf rangers were used to salted pork and pine needle tea, and were eager to break into the good stuff before they had to return from their expedition. The smith Taurich sat next to the elf and tried to make her feel welcome, like any good host. "Never got around to asking lass, what's your name?"
@Mr Rage

The Hand of Fate

Sorry guys I've got regional track this weekend but once that's done I'll post.

The Grave Keepers

Still here guys. Sorry I've got regional track this weekend but once that's through I'll be able to catch up. By the way @Zebanamana You still interested?

The Hand of Fate

Dragons Cradle

"In that case lass, you'll need to get yourself to Kral Deresh, quickly! Your father was a good friend of the dwarves, when he lost his throne he met with king Dallenord to offer his council. He was having visions regarding the conqueror. The king offered him sanctuary for him and his family but he vanished in the night. Lord Dallenord has been seeking him ever since. We have no right to order you about young miss, but the king has imperative need of you or your pap. If you'll go I'll have captain Roric and his rangers offer protection." at this the captain spoke up "Honoured smith, I cannot leave you! In these times of war the mountains are no longer safe!" the aged smith turned his eyes to the captain, "Roric If Tihaluhesi was right then this girl and that golem will do much more for us than I ever could. If she goes leave me 8 warriors, that's more than enough to hold this place." he returned his gaze to the elf girl ""Your answer miss..."
@Mr Rage

Outskirts of Black Heart bog

"Truly this would be a lot quicker if I was still that dammed cat!" swore Kufue as he made his slow progress out of the massive swamp. It had been three days since he had left the witches cottage. "At this rate all the world will be swallowed by flame, and all the treasures will be Scazzvens!" he thought bitterly. Yet his fortune changed when he encountered the first wholesome creature he had seen in years, a Magpie, braving the swamp waters searching for sparkling treasures. Kufue had long had an affinity for scavengers and the like, and his 'gift' he had stolen from the witch had only strengthened this affinity.

He approached the bird carefully and closed his eyes making soft cooing sounds so that he was sure the magpie was looking at him. Then he opened his golden eye putting the bird in trance as it stared into its brilliant glory. "I'll need your help little mag, you and the crows have long shared a spirit with the people of Vershult. Go, find me this... silent martyr. And bring him to me." he closed his eye, then opened both of them. And with that the magpie flew off, to Vershult.
@Razael

The Hand of Fate

Some of you have situations pertaining to your characters. That being said I'll get another post up.

The Grave Keepers

@Zebanamana welcome. Make a character and post it here in the ooc and wait for approval. Don't worry we'll find a way to fit you in.

The Grave Keepers

We're not very far into it but I'd have to see what @WeepingLiberty and @Turbowraith think.

The Grave Keepers

Still here just waiting on turbo