Ravenbreath

Soldiers & Guardsmen - Ravenbreath

The Fertile Fields

A land of golden fields and quiet villages, where hard work sustains life, but fortune draws the gaze of those who would take it

The Wild and the Walled

At the edge of order, the wild waits with open arms and quiet teeth.

Ash and Embers

Ash buries the past, but not everyone flees the flame—some seek what burns beneath.

15
Towns
32
Journeys
5
Taprooms
12
Species
13
Territories

Soldiers & Guardsmen

Master-at-Arms Daelen Virell Image

Master-at-Arms Daelen Virell 

He caught the blade on his bracer and pivoted. Steel clashed again, louder this time. "Keep your guard up," he barked. "Unless you’re aiming to die in the first five seconds."
The student stumbled. He stepped in, boot sweeping the leg—clean, fast, brutal. "Lesson one: balance. Without it, you’re just meat."

Serelith Dawnstrike 

She stood in the doorway of the crumbling house, eyes fixed on a child’s toy half-buried in the ash. "We were told it was necessary," she said, almost to herself. Her hand brushed the hilt of her blade. "But they don’t tell you how it sounds when it ends. Or how it smells." Her voice cracked. "That part they leave out."

Serelith Dawnstrike Image

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