Events

Li-varili returned to a world much changed from the one She had left behind. The Enchantress had shared with Her all that had transpired since Her repose in Daeiv ma’Mornhai, culminating in the retrieval of the Sea Spirit and her subsequent return to slumber. Enraged by the betrayal of the Elder Gods in taking Her…

It was in Tzarin of Year 596 that strange, delirious visions appeared before the Basin of Life. Ones that warped Creation in sunblasted hues and slowly progressed into a loud blast, releasing mirific golden ripples throughout the Skarch Desert and Mount Zoaka. As adventurers rushed to investigate, they found a wavering tear hovering upon the…

The Sea Spirit had been rescued from the illithoids’ lair, and returned to Carakhan’s waiting arms. Like a startled child, the spirit began to calm as the Goddess sang to Her with the soft, rolling music of lapping waves: the melody one that She had once sung with Keltari, thousands of years ago. The storms of the Basin of Life seemed to shift in response to Sister Sea’s drowsiness, the clouds thinning and the rains beginning to shift to drowsy mist.

While Li-varili was tended by Lantra within Daeiv ma’Mornhai, the other Elders of the Basin of Life busied Themselves with the search of the missing Sea Spirit. Of those who searched, none worked more tirelessly to find Sister Sea than Carakhan, the Sculptor of Waves, whose fondness for the young being seemed to rival that of the slumbering Lady of the Lagoons. For like Li-varili, the Sculptor too had been present for the Sea’s first failed Awakening as Keltari’s mate, and Her own artistry was lovingly made manifest across the Sea’s vast waves of Lusternia.

As the Goddess Li-varili slumbered upon the healing mound, the Basin of Life was paying the price of the Sea Spirit’s troubled Awakening. Toronada Tidal Flats remained flooded and the highways encircling the Basin were transporting more water and deep-sea monstrosities than goods or adventurers. The seas roiled with unprecedented storms, making maritime travel impossible,…

It was in early Vestian of the Year 594 that a lost Vhedrin Skytamer ended up before the Matrix looking for directions to the Continuum Biosystems Engineering Station.

The Eye of Dynara had gained a new owner in Li-varili, the Lady of the Lagoons. And yet the Goddess’s ability to wield the most powerful Divine artifact in all of Creation was thwarted by Her many years of captivity and suffering.

Dear Cousin, Something interesting happened in the World Library recently, but I bet you can’t guess what! A gnome trader named Captain Beppa visited the Library with a group of adventurers and offered us a new game, called Double Up, which she had found upon her journeys in aetherspace. The gnome described it as a…

The 9th of Dvarsh 592 CE dawned hot in the hills north of Serenwilde. There it was that Maylea, Bloom of Serenity sought to create a homeland for the kaelye race upon the First World, and all of Serenwilde turned out to support the Goddess in Her endeavour. In addition to the two exuberant kaelye,…

It began with an invitation from the Silent Lord of the Glomdoring to the Lady of the Lagoons. Before the massive Master Ravenwood, Nocht introduced the still newly discovered Li-varili to the Wyrd and its inhabitants, whom the Goddess seemed both amused and enraged by in equal measure. Though the temperamental Elder gave no indication…

The portents were good. Serenwilde had been wondering about the newest revelations from their prophecies ever since the wildewood Sprout Thornleaf wandered into the Serenwilde, accidentally discovering a new portion of the prophecy that the Sowers of the Last Seed put so much stock into. The verse was deciphered after much drunken insight from the…

The Empress’ Last Breath sailed into the Inner Sea with sails unfurled as Captain Teyitha Contelli revealed her proud vessel to the Basin of Life. Though mortals prepared themselves for combat, the good Captain made her desire for peace clear as she requested a parley, inviting all interested aboard to learn of her crew’s current quest.

It is not unusual for terrified cries to carry down Magnagoran streets, but it is unusual for these cries to be those of a child and about a fight. So when an urchin thundered down the streets of Magnagora right after the stroke of midnight on Klangiary 14th, in the year 590, the city took notice.

What was an otherwise uneventful month would quickly escalate within the desert streets of Gaudiguch, as Beloch Baruwski spoke over the city aethers of a delicate situation having just been handled within the Wasted Wakabi.

Captain Irima Ironwing sounded the alarm in Hallifax last Klangiary when an unexpected security breach occurred at the elevator beneath the city. Her signal was swiftly answered by Qilllilitli Skydrifter, Calioliahali Skydrifter, Mmellialleh Skydrifter, Ayisdra Ysav’rai, and Intern Tem. Soon they encountered the suspicious individual within the elevator: a strange intruder named Rauye Rhineseer, a…

Ah, this is the best life. Nothing like lounging by a nice warm pool of bubbling lava with a steaming cup of tea to melt the chill of frigid temps.

Whispers of the dread pirates of Captain Teyitha Contelli have long been heard in passing across the Basin of Life, from daring heists on the high seas to the transport of illegal cargo in a black market.

The eldest child of Old Cashel Connlaodh has taken the leprechaun throne!

Newton Caverns can be so dark. So dreary. So harsh. So boring!

During the early days of Shanthin, year 581, a strong wind surged through the Basin. Thick white clouds carried by the strong winds formed above Snow Valley, releasing a flurry of snow. As the blizzard grew stronger, a loud cry echoed from the valley, barely loud enough to be heard over the wind.