On the Trail of the Celestial Rocks: Eleawen’s Account
By Eleawen, journalist for the Arche Terre Gazette Mur County Center – It was under a sky heavy with foreboding
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By Eleawen, journalist for the Arche Terre Gazette Mur County Center – It was under a sky heavy with foreboding
By Eleawen The Crown of Durakiss’s urgent proclamation, issued today, confirms what our previous concerns had already suggested: the Hive’s
The ogres did retake Black Lake from Oloth, and the hinterland, once guarded by Durakiss army, is now as porous
By Eleawen Galadriel, Priestess of Erevan Ilesere and Chronicler for the Gazette of Arche Terre You should know Elysium by
By Eleawen The Crown of Durakiss’s urgent proclamation, issued today, confirms what our previous concerns had already suggested: the Hive’s threat is no longer looming – it is here. « Listen, citizens of Durakiss!It is with grave urgency that I address you today. The Crown of Durakiss, standing shoulder to shoulder with the forces of Sambrune, declares a state of emergency.Let it be known. This very day, extraterrestrial rocks – unnatural, alien, and treacherous—were discovered in our lands. Xian herself has confirmed that the Salamender’s orbital defenses, our shield against the hive, have failed against a coordinated strike from the Hive.
« The wind that bloweth o’er the Royal Forest doth whisper tales that even the trees dare not repeat. » — Elven proverb of Tal’Malelee Whilst the skies o’er Delbrook Inn had darkened ‘neath the threat of the druegars — those grey creatures as sly as they were cruel — a cry of alarm had swept through the realms of Arche Terre. The walls of the inn had been broken, the stores plundered, and the folk, though valiant, found themselves without sustenance nor hope. Yet who, if not the twin cities of Sambrune and Durakiss, could answer such a call
A Chronicle by Eleawen Galadriel, Who Saw King and Queen Descend and Heroes Rise from the Ashes of Delbrook Inn The quays of Durakiss were bathed in the golden light of a lazy afternoon, the scent of salt and spices mingling with the laughter of merchants and the cries of gulls. His Majesty King Alak and Her Majesty Queen Jula strolled along the docks, their voices a soft murmur against the rhythm of the waves. Peace reigned—until it didn’t. A figure came sprinting toward them, her cloak torn, her breath ragged, her eyes wide with terror. Brooke Dell of Doomwood,
Upon the first day of the second tenday of the seventh month, Durakiss did host a most singular spectacle within the Arena. That which had been ordained as the settling of a private quarrel betwixt two parties was transformed into a merry contest, to the delight of both young and old alike. Councillor Edward Wilkinson of Elysium did challenge His Majesty, King Alak of the noble House Maeviir, unto a trial, that a certain private dispute might be resolved. Yet, where men had expected a duel of steel and valour, there was instead devised a feat of sport, wherein the
In recent days, multiple red dragons have been observed flying above Durakiss. Their presence has drawn attention, though their intentions remain unclear. Adrian, son of Kali Magnus Hammer-Smith, has returned to Durakiss accompanied by his wife and child. The family is currently residing in the guest suite at Castle Eagleview. Arena Duels EruptFollowing Adrian’s arrival, duels have broken out at the Durakiss Arena. These contests have involved close members of the royal family, with each participant seemingly seeking to measure their strength against one another. Mysterious Lizard Vampire Woman SightedA lizard vampire woman has been spotted in Durakiss. Despite her
Hark once more, gentle folk, and attend this amended telling, truer now to the path events did take! Know ye that the meeting betwixt the Royal Crown of Durakiss and the noble Eyolf tribe was not held within the courtly halls, as first was whispered, but rather upon the tribe’s own grounds—within their lupine encampment, set just beyond the city’s edge, where earth and wild spirit yet hold sway. There did the royal family, in a gesture both bold and gracious, depart from marble and banner to walk among the wolfkin, beneath open sky and circling wagons. The encampment itself
By Eleawen, journalist for the Arche Terre Gazette Mur County Center – It was under a sky heavy with foreboding that I joined, this morning, a group of adventurers as eclectic as they were intrepid. Our mission? To investigate the mysterious rocks that fell from the sky, those extraterrestrial formations rumored to harbor the dreaded Raveners. Our team was nothing short of unusual: a sharp-eyed mage, a priestess clad in nothing but a beast’s hide, a white wolf with the bearing of a silent guardian, and a goblin warrior whose blade seemed as keen as her gaze. A caravan of
The ogres did retake Black Lake from Oloth, and the hinterland, once guarded by Durakiss army, is now as porous as a fisherman’s net. « They took the land as one takes a free meal », a soldier doth sigh.And the leader of Black Lake, the aptly named Odd Ball, doth shine by his absence. Yet, as our Gazette n°16, Black Lake: A Shifting Landscape, did say, these lands are made to change hands. And Erevan doth smile, for even an ogre may teach humility. When ogres do write history, Erevan doth grin: chaos is his favourite ink.
By Eleawen Galadriel, Priestess of Erevan Ilesere and Chronicler for the Gazette of Arche Terre You should know Elysium by now. At least, if you’ve read « A Chronicle of My Visit unto Port Elysium » in issue 15 of your favorite newspaper. Allow me to refresh your memory. I had the privilege – if we can call it that – of being one of the few outsiders allowed inside this completely closed city. Yes, you heard right: closed. You can admire the walls from afar, enjoy the shabby tavern outside, or milk cows in the nearby fields. As a journalist, I
Arche Prime – Hidden in a remote corner of the galaxy, far from prying eyes, lies one of the CGC’s most classified laboratories: Epsilon Black 9 (EB9). Long unknown to the public, this site has now been uncovered by the governments of Arche Terre. The Gazette of Arche Terre presents this location to the world. Between controversial research, extraterrestrial threats, and opaque military operations, here’s what we discovered through interviews with Alpha, a field agent of R.A.V.E.N. A Laboratory Born in the Shadows of WarAccording to Alpha, a key figure in the operation’s early stages, Epsilon Black 9 was established
The salty wind of the ocean did lash the docks of Mur County Center that morn, whilst I did stroll, mine ivory quill in hand and mine spirit as free as the seagulls. ‘Twas there, ‘twixt the cries of merchants and the lapping of waves, that I did spy a man with a gaze as deep as the abyss. Sano Fynn, a war orphan from the distant lands of the West, wandering like a leaf borne by the wind. « I came to this land to find myself », he did say, his eyes lost toward the horizon where the
Meanwhile, the fate of Black Lake remains uncertain. Despite Oddball of BlackLake Drall announced having requested assistance from Oloth Lle’isgar – the declaration that had been posted on public boards across Arche Terre’s cities—it is Ogres, not Oloth forces, who currently control the surroundings of the Goblin city. The area, still recovering from a devastating energy strike that left a massive crater in the heart of the former Goblin settlement, now sees nature slowly reclaiming the land. Yet, the future of Black Lake is shrouded in doubt. Reports of Durakiss troop movements nearby have surfaced, but their purpose—and the intentions
Hearken, good folk of Archeterre, for glad tidings now ride upon the salted winds of Saban, that resplendent city of desert and tide, where the Sultan’s gaze watchful resteth upon both dune and deep. It hath come to pass that the grand Tournoi des Artistes hath reached its splendid conclusion upon the famed terrace of the waterfront, and a victor most worthy hath been crowned before a crowd astir with wonder. Let it be known: the prize of Court Artist hath been claimed by Ana Noir‑Pendragon, whose performance did seize the hearts of all assembled. With voice both clear and
Usually, when I plan to write an article, I’m the one asking for an interview. Imagine my surprise when a missive found me, asking me to come in the little island of Cat Ta Berry for a reunion. At first, I was confused… And then I realised how very little is known about the inhabitants of that place, the Berries. It’s without a hint of hesitation that I went there, with questions running in my head, hoping to get answers… And I was welcomed by a little group of charming ladies. Small by their size, but with the biggest possible
Club Euphoria, a high end house of pleasure located on Port Saban’s Waterfront. The rules are strict, but tailored to ensure everyone’s comfort within the coutersan house. Keep your pants on, until you are asked to drop them !The owner is known as the Red Vixen, Tabitha Bartan. A flamboyant woman with fire in her veins. Good day, miss Bartan, thank you for having me. Let’s whet our reader’s appetite, before we go to the main course. Does the Club Euphoria still recruit and what are the profiles you are looking for?Tabitha Bartan: Yes, we are very much still looking
Sometimes, curiosity can lead you to strange and dangerous places. I’ve heard of one of the Amazon meeting, and was curious to see what it was about. I took a ship leading me to Psamathe, a litte settlement on the south end of the Sinfera island. The air was warm, damp, smothering, and a sense of dread assaulted me as I began my mission. I spotted one of them, going toward their camp, and followed her through the jungle. When I arrived, I barely had the time to knock on their large wooden doors than it opened for me… And
For many reasons, Port Saban is one of the most visited places in Sinfar. The breathtaking landscapes, the architecture, the trade opportunities, the arena and also, for some, its brothels… That variety of experiences the city can offer is perfectly embodied by its ruler: the sultan Kezef Al-Shannah. A self-proclaimed tyran for some, a just leader for others, the sultan Kezef is a good reflection of the city itself: complex, with multiple layers and with lots of secrets to unfathom… Sultan, can you please intoduce yourself to our readers?Kezef Al-Shannah: I’m Kezef Al-Shannah, the Sultan of Saban. How did you
Hark! An Interview with Master Tristan Shae, the Minstrel of Mur Village, as chronicled by Eleawen, who didst meet the minstrel at Durakiss upon the West Docks two days ere his forthcoming concert, and a Summons to His Forthcoming Concert Eleawen: « So Sir Shae, What inspired you to become a bard and dedicate yourself to that art? » Tristan Shae: « As a younger man, I didn’t have much. However, upon attending a festival, I watched a Bard perform. He was incredible, his voice carrying melodic and powerful. He charmed the crowd in full, summoning laughter or tears on a whim. Men
Great wonder hath lately stirred the halls of Durakiss, for a new marvel, call’d the Queen’s Frequency, hath been brought forth unto the realm. By means most curious, it alloweth voices to be carried across vast distances, yet without the aid of magic, but rather through subtle workings of artifice. This device draweth its origin from the lore of the Consortium, one of the ancient peoples who once walk’d the lands of Archeterre. Renown’d for their mastery of craft without sorcery, they wrought countless wonders through knowledge alone, spurning the arcane in favour of reason and design. Inspired by such
Mur County Center, Administrative Quarter – Last night, the prestigious « Gala of the Council of Archeterre » was held at the newly inaugurated Council of Archeterre building in Mur County Center. The event marked a significant milestone in the cultural and political life of our realm, bringing together representatives from all factions of Archeterre for an evening of elegance, diplomacy, and celebration. The new Council of Archeterre building, a marvel of modern architecture intertwined with traditional elements, provided a stunning backdrop for the gala. The administrative quarter, known for its stately edifices and bustling activity, was abuzz with the arrival of
Greetings, fashions fans ! This is the interview of the famous designer Damien, taken at his main workplace, Damien’s Designs in Sinifer, Gate Ward. The place is luminous, spacious and lifelike displays are all over the place, wearing the most extravagant and refined clothes in the Archipelago. Interviewer : First thing first, everyone knows you as Damien, but do you have a last name ? Damien : I probably do ? If so, I don’t remember it. I’ve just been Damien for such a long time … Interviewer : Are you amnesiac ? Too bad you don’t have a last
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Welcome dear player! Here a new crossword! it’s all about places in Durakiss territory! Some can be cryptic but rememeber, if you travel in Durakiss and visit every place, you can find all the answers.