Posts by The Aetolia Team

Lexadhra lifted a hand and pinched the air with Her thumb and index finger, the view of foreign land expanding and contracting in a rapid flux of historical imagery. “Alengarth was like your Hammer, in some ways: fiercely devout and equally independent – a monument to zeal and prayer. It held no belief like your…

A gyre of celestial mist arose from the depths of the Memoryscape, the stirring of the Indelible inciting the veil of time to effervescent agitation. Drawn to solemn memories of the fallen, Lexadhra’s circuitous mists manifested within the Alcove of the Shepherd. The chronal fog whirled together into a frantic spiral that parted as would…

As the Threefold Alliance worked towards many ends and the war reached a lull, the High Mage of Qor Qogol emerged from his lair. Nefarious outbursts of riotous hues wisped free the confines of the Deepest City, momentarily bathing the sediment above Qor Qogol and its long-locked gates in shades of ghastly fire and black-swirled…

Left to ponder the notion of a Divine bargain, the Speakers of the Heartwood turned to each and every councilor to plan out their next move. The council pondered over the course of several weeks how best to satisfy the request of the Divine Memory, leading to several conversations about the last time they had…

Maddened gibbering and discordant clicks arose from the flaming crucible of unformed Chaos as the Mad God sculpted new servants to waylay Its newly-empowered assailant. Distorted silhouettes emerged in that conflagration of no hue, lining up together shoulder to shoulder as if in mockery of Bamathis’ disciplined domain of military might. Pale as corpses and…

As the final days of Omeian came to a close, Strife’s fervent warriors assembled to give unto Him an offering of their belief and power captured by their hands. Called to Sibre by the Warlord’s chosen, the Theocracy of Spinesreach swiftly assembled upon the parade ground at the heart of the fortress. Beginning first with…

As the first days of Omeian unfolded, so too did the many schemes of the Six Nations. Growing tired of the repetitive antics brought on by Faceless Madness’s followers and the realm at large’s response, Lexadhra made Her will known to three of Sapience’s four major city-states. Consulting first with Presiding Voice Bhalwyn, the Indelible…

As if stoked by an invisible hand, the sentinel’s furnace-heart roared to life. Embers and sparks scattered from the slitted grate guarding its burning lifeforce, granting it the energy to rise and turn its filigreed head towards the source of violence. The masterful network of runes scrawled upon its body began to light up and…

As the Theocracy continued to capture and contain their gremlin interlopers for unknown reasons, the Alliance took the opportunity to organise a brutal siege at their very doorstep. Bearing banners of azure and gold, the Hammer of Dawn assembled upon the Dry Plains with weapons bare and prayer still upon their lips. Waving standards and…

Lanu Du’s gaze became more oppressive with each passing day, the ravages of Nazedhan raiders and cultists reaching far and wide across Sapience. Priests of Fundamental Chaos cried out wild exultations and brazenly erected shrines within city territories and public spaces, and Its bloodthirsty warriors marched the land in search of places to pillage and…