Battles

“Mommy!” Gala’s ears twitched and she raised her head. That was a human cry, likely from the nearby village. It sounded distressed, something must have happened. “Verse.” “What, I’m soaking in some energy.” “Something’s happening in the town,” the translucent Kiji replied, looking down at her sister, tail tw...

“That’s it,” the dark blue kiji stated. “You all see that?” He pointed at a figure on horseback, riding alone in the valley below. It was a pale rider on a black horse, and though at a distance was hard to make out clearly, to Garreth’s eyes, it appeared to be holding a weighing scale. Eridanus’ lip curled. “I see it. Even from here, one can feel the land it treads on dying. It is not so different from its brethren.” “How are we going to approach?” another ...

It was clear to Eridanus that the others were in no condition to press the fight further. Having called a retreat from the confrontation with the entity called Plague scarcely an hour ago, he was already back on the hunt, alone. Tirloch, Tamashi, and Vrenus were instructed to remain behind and heal their wounds, and to return to the Core to enlist yet more aid. For now, he kept sight of the entity from on high, flying safely out of range....

Not many even knew he existed, other than Gaia and Kokoro. A myth endlessly wandering caves and catacombs, a half-remembered whisper, elusive memory keeper and silent archivist of time. Young, relatively speaking, but mind made ancient by tome and attunement, ever-listening to the world’s ebb and flow, heeding its deep, beating heart. Labyrinth. A name for the lost and unknown, both to others and to themselves. A name of tangled mazes and twisting tunnels, of no directi...

“Well if you spent less time admiring your reflection, we might have caught them by now!” Zerisint huffed.Araliris frowned at his black-furred friend. “Well excuse me! I hate having debris in my mane, and these curls love to snag everything we pass!...

A burning mountain village had not been Ferapha’s reason for coming to the area, but now it took precedence. They darted through the burning buildings, willing their body to take on a stronger physical presence, and shoved flaming rubble and crumbling beams out of the way to help the citizens get free of danger. They didn’t know how long they were working at it, but their white coat had begun to cake with soot and ash, and there were singe marks all over the...