The Eternal Bond of a Dragon Rider"It's rather shallow." The healer noted, cautiously peeling away Rhilahan's bloody shirt. He meticulously studied the wound along the Ranger's lower back before applying the numbing balm. With nimble fingers, the elderly healer began stitching the torn skin back together. His attention to detail did not falter even among the growing cries of pain in the crowded chapel. Anyone with any sense of medical experience were thrown into the fray helping the wounded and easing the dying's final minutes.The Eternal Bond of a Dragon Rider by thwackcrackers
The past two days brought nothing but death and grief for the people of Eyrarfell. The ongoing conflict with the Gnolls may have dragged the Duchy into three years of bloodshed but never did the peaceful villagers of Eyrarfell believe that the war would march to their doorsteps. Half of the village still burned and many innocents were slaughtered. The healer couldn't help but admire his patient, the man who seemingly appeared out of nowhere with a contingent of rangers to aid
The Battle for Tower Ygytherul: PrologueKnight Lieutenant Norman yanked the reigns of his warhorse and veered right, trotting east along the withered path which, with a single blink of an eye, could easily be mistaken for a deceitful apparition. His white stallion bayed in short protest before following its rider's commands and changing course. The steady marching beat of two hundred men-at-arms echoed behind him and the Knight Lieutenant risked a quick glance behind him.The Battle for Tower Ygytherul: Prologue by thwackcrackers
Elkrul's finest soldiers accompanied him, marching with the steady discipline that came with being a proud servant of the Blessed City of the West. Norman returned his attention to the front, shivering at the foreboding landscape that caged him and his company like a slave's pen. Titanic trees sprouted in all directions, dwarfing his men with bony fingers of wood and gnarled roots that looked as if it was ready to pluck an unsuspecting victim from the road and crush him within his grasp.
To make their travel abundantly worse, a heavy forecas
The Lay of Ilmatar and Wainamoinen - Myths ContestA long time ago, the Earth was not yet formed; no foundations, no heavens, only water. It was surrounded by nothing else but the Ether, which was ruled by Ukko, the ruler of the Heavens. Of the beginning of Time and Space, not much is known; but much is known about the beginning of Earth.The Lay of Ilmatar and Wainamoinen - Myths Contest by clara-01
It all began with the birth of the fairest maiden of all: Ilmatar, the Daughter of the Ether. Little is said of her childhood, only that she lived in the Heavens for ages, when the Earth was still only water, and no prairies had yet unfolded.
As the years passed, Ilmatar grew tiresome of the heavenly halls, where nothing was new or challenging. Her existence consisted of living alone in the infinite space above the eternal sea, sad and hopeless.
One day, tired of waiting, she forsook the Ether, descended on Earth amidst the sea-foam, and decided to make her home there.
But the sea was not kind to her, and the strong and fiery waves tossed heavily the maiden back and forth, encircling her more and more