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As a fair portion of Corelon Zepheroth takes place in the Sol’s Spine Mountains, I thought it fitting to give a history of the mountain range and how it came into existance. In the beginning, shortly after Terra was formed. When the wandering willow and quincilus came into existance, there was a great warrior whoContinue reading “Sol’s Spine Mountain Range”

Long ago, when queens were as equally likely to rule Nestapor as kings, the last great queen sat on the throne in Citadel Beorgar. Breva Fellhammer stood against the encroaching hordes of monsters that threatened to destroy her country. Her vanguard was composed entirely of women. Because of her courage and skill, her son livedContinue reading “Breva’s Shieldmaidens”

is the largest, most well-stocked, best sourced shop chain in all of Terra. They have a shop . . . a warehouse in every capital in Terra. The owners are a cooperative of several races and classes who were once adventurers themselves. As Corelon is the center of magic and progress, it’s the home ofContinue reading “The Adventurers’ Warehouse”

He drew back the bow with graceful ease. Sable eyes sighted along the shaft. He exhaled and released the string. The arrow flew straight and true, finding its mark in the beast’s heart. A small sound of victory slipped from his lips as he trotted over to recover his trophy. With effortless skill, he hoistedContinue reading “The Next Generation”

A dainty figure sprinted down the street followed by a pair of city guards. Somewhere overhead an excited and rapid tune swept along on the air with them. As the figure darted down a blind alley and the music changed. A tittering giggle followed along with the music. Abruptly, the two guards skidded to aContinue reading “Mistress of Mischief”

With trembling fingers, the boy picked up the worn bow and fiddle. Despite it’s size, he adjusted it on his shoulder, rested his chin lightly on the end to ensure it was secure while strategically placing his fingers, lifted his left hand, and drew the bow gently over the strings. A haunting chorus of notesContinue reading “Son of Songs”

She shifted her stance as she watched the others move the goat-skin ball down the field. Her gaze darted about as she moved between the two blazing torches that stood spaced farther apart than the others in a sizeable rectangle, except the two opposite hers. Her voice carried above the others as she called encouragementContinue reading “The Girl Who Steps Up”

He lounged comfortably on a lower branch of a sprawling, ancient pin oak tree at the edge of the field. His left foot dangled but was still concealed by the drooping limbs of the tree. Propped carefully against the thick bole leaned his crook. Draped from his belt hung a hand crossbow, a quiver ofContinue reading “The Shepherd’s Invisible Son”

“Are you certain this is what you want to do?” the woman questioned as her daughter crammed her belongings into her pack. The younger elf straightened and turned to study her mother. She inclined her head slightly and chose her words carefully. “I understand why you and father chose to come here. I even understandContinue reading “Returned Home”