Almos

Vrana was wroth. “Where is he?” She hissed. Then, after a moment, she focused on her breathing. As General Queen, it was beneath her to lose herself to such anger and passions. The fate of an entire nation rested squarely on her shoulders. At the… Read More »Almos Story: Hal’la

The bear sniffed at the air and took a moment to distinguish the cacophony of scents present. There was the smell of the wood: pine, oak, mold, fungus, and moldering earth. Rich smells, deep and strong, signs of a healthy forest. But there were other… Read More »Almos Story: Woval

The central fire was easily the largest. The other campfires were like a smattering of stars surrounding a great sun which outshined them a hundred times over. But, what really set the larger fire apart was the entertainment. A dozen dancers were performing a coordinated… Read More »Almos Story: Fralam

The steady dripping of water was beginning to be more irritating than helpful. The room of meditation was supposed to be just that, and usually the steady rhythm of the water on water was relaxing and served as a potential focal point for the process… Read More »Almos Story: The Five Corners Shrine

“You’re certain of this?” Olfa asked, the Elf looked more troubled than Avara had ever seen her. Watcher Krix nodded. Avara had to applaud the mage for his cool head. He sat before the council of Archmages for the city-state nation, each of whom was… Read More »Almos Story: Valgarde

“We need a response.” Fer Kira was one of Morland’s best knights, and a close friend to Oxanlis. However, as Oxanlist reclined in her obsidian throne, the only thing that she could think of was Kira’s insolence right now. It was obvious that a response… Read More »Almos Story: Morland

Raucha felt a chill pass through his bones. The grizzled veteran was used to the thinner air and colder temperatures up in Deadwind Pass. What he felt was more a sense of foreboding, one that he wasn’t used to feeling, even in this place. Deadwind… Read More »Almos Story: Deadwind Pass