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He sat on the floor, letting out a long sigh as he pushed around one of his old dolls with little interest. Bainisk did not want to play with his old toys. He wanted to be outside again, running around with the new friend he had made. The young boy did not understand why his parents suddenly...

In one of the larger selunite temples in Sammaresh a courier arrives, delivering a small chest. A priest of the temple checks the inside, pulling out two letters, reading both. Markings on the letter and chest show that it has been sent from the distant land of Amn, late in 1370. His eyebrows...

So Says the Spider Loops free and unburdened, In the air a fly buzzes, Hearing a spider’s merry song. Sweet friendship it promises, The fly is caught in that web. Swift and eager to its prize The spider scuttles over. My dearest friend you be, So says the spider. Struggling to be free again...

Hey there everyone, after playing Scout actively for over half a year in the module, I want to lay out my current experiences with the class, how the individual abilities feel and perform, as well as changes that could be made for the upcoming class balance passes. Current gameplay experience...

Eroding Tides Does the land hate the sea When its wet fingers come grasping? As the tide shifts and takes, A visitor unbidden and unwelcome. Does the sea love the land Or is it selflish need to not relent? Pulling into its depths ever more, A hunger not to be stilled. Can one think the sea to...

Apsalar pocketed away the folded paper just given to her, watching the man go to the other end of the alley, disappearing around a corner. She leaned against the wall of one building, gathering her thoughts in its shadow. The rain season in Tashluta had passed a few weeks ago, leaving the City...

Burning Waters Warbled shouts Dark sheen of red above Colours dimming Weight pulling Doomed in the fight to survive Strength fails Crushed dreams Bright futures forever lost Comprehension missing Mind dissolving Helpless in the loss of identity Hope flees Desperate gasps Painful burning in...

It has always been the smell that bothered her the most, especially on hot days. At the bottom floor, just above the keel, where the floor was sloping down towards the middle was where the slaves were kept, manacled with chains to the outside hull. Their excrement and waste would collect at the...

Memories of Tashluta Slithering vines Rising up Rising down Slithering vines Thick and taut A firm grip Slithering vines A way to escape Other's views Slithering vines Mirrored entangling Blooming shade Slithering vines A view now distant Withered alone Cold Fire Blossoms The clarion call...