Ravenbreath

Corkwright "Corky" Cliffbarrel - Ravenbreath

Darkness Takes Root

Twisted trees and unseen eyes make this cursed part of the Whispering Woods a place few escape unchanged.

City of Commerce and Control

Where gold flows like water, power is measured in secrets, and the line between law and crime is thinner than a blade’s edge.

Caught Between Convictions

A ruler, a choice, and a war that cannot be ignored.

5
Taverns
3
Ancestries
36
People
15
Towns
12
Races

✓ Delivers the Gossip
✓ Truth-Adjacent Knowledge
✓ Talks Without End

Corkwright “Corky” Cliffbarrel

Race: Aerynthian, Gender: Male
Alignment: True Neutral

Perched at his usual seat with feathers askew and trivia at the ready, he’s already mid-rant before you get your first drink.

He adjusts his spectacles—tiny things perched precariously on his curved beak—and leans closer, feathers puffed with pride. "You know," he says, voice thick with authority, "pixies used to run the postal system ‘fore dragons took over airspace. That’s why you never see pink envelopes anymore." He blinks, dead serious. "Sky taxes."

A snort comes from across the bar, but he’s undeterred. He taps a claw against his half-empty tankard, then looks to you, "Bet you didn’t know that, did ya?" His eyes twinkle, pleased with himself. Whether his words hold truth or not seems beside the point.

The Cheerful Pub ● Aerynthian

Drunken facts, jolly deliveries, and tales as extraordinary as the skies!