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February Vesteran Honours

For the February Vesteran Honours, Breandryn won the bardic contest with the newsletter titled, "Gaudiguch Gossip, Roarkian 458 CE". In the artisanal category, Arimisia won with the portait titled "Ice Angel Loranara". Check out all of the winners in the Art-Bard Archives!







Tales of a Whiskey Keg

For some months now, the citizens of Gaudiguch had been having a strong desire for whiskey. As time went on, the urges became stronger and their thoughts turned towards where they could sate their sudden thirsts. Eventually, Tremula, Letarne, Danquik and a few others made their way to see Beloch at the bar and upon arriving, met with a patron that seemed to be drinking all the whiskey Beloch had available. This loud patron talked for awhile, laughing at the costumes and fashion choices of the individuals present before setting off to find herself a costume.

The Hunter and the Reaver

A distant horn resonated through the boughs of Serenwilde, catching the attention of Wobou and Kay at the Moonhart Mother. As they alerted their commune and discussions began to form, a giant crack was heard from the hills of Northern Serenwilde, followed by waves of psionic energy. A tree once made by the Horned One for the Silver Goddess was found in the early stages of petrification, leaking an unknown black smoke.

Second Annual Ascension Gala

It was the first day of Klangiary, one of those Autumn days where all had begun to become crisp and golden; one of those days where life could start all over again. I had placed all my hopes for that day, for that new life, on a letter. The letter was silk, expensive and keen to show that off - it bore elegant words that drew me in like a fisherman's hook. A party, and a large party at that, the intimate sort of party where you can find true privacy. Of course I went - I could never have done otherwise.

January Vesteran Honours

For the January Vesteran Honours, Aramel won the bardic contest with the play titled, "The Alchemy of Love". In the artisanal category, Ciaran won with the portait titled "Ciaran and Yephry". Check out all of the winners in the Art-Bard Archives!







Ascension Event 2017

Towards the end of the Saga of the Black Sun, a figure emerged which weakened the Nine Seals. As stated in the histories under Coming of Estarra, when the Nine Seals are weakened, there is only one way that they can be recharged: through the ascension of a mortal!

Flocking to the Swan Song

An errant cloud drifting uncontrolled on a breeze revealed Hathi Aves, Warden of the Swans, and his young son, Taelo Aves, a pair of trill dedicated to tending the Clarramore's swan flock. Their portion of the Clarramore Cloud Gardens was set adrift and recently reunited with the estate properly. In his travels, Hathi Aves found a mysterious shard that he swore could hear the swans' innermost thoughts.

Towers of the Magi

In late Dioni 466 a croaking voice was heard emanating from the Undervault tunnels under the Razine Mountains, calling out to Professor Pheslida Pheeif-Zluush that he was looking to bring her the requested supplies. Yarith Shevat of Hallifax was the first to join the Professor and meet Oblo Bllem, whose still heavily laden wheelbarrow indicated that Professor Pheeif-Zluush was not his last stop.

December Vesteran Honours

For the December Vesteran Honours, Breandryn won the bardic  contest with the story titled, "The Brave Little Faeling". In the artisanal category, Arimisia won with the portait titled "Come, to the Torturer". Check out all of the winners in the Art-Bard Archives!







Welcoming the Welkin

For several months, mortals had observed curious formations of clouds within the sky of the Prime Material Plane. But though they engendered curiosity, few made any attempt to investigate the meteorological occurrences - save for Primus Gero and Castellan Yarith of the Institute, who with the help of the Matrix Research Facility managed to discover that the strange movements in the heavens coincided with fluctuations in the power of Avechna's Peak.

Conquering the Mountain

As the mysterious melting ice along the northern end of Avechna's Teeth finally gave way, a cacophony of stampeding orcs echoed through the Basin. Shortly after their victorious conquest settled down, a scream of terror erupted as frightful terrors began to plague their population.

Bane of the Ice Angels

It was a warm autumn day, full of golden rays of sunlight, when winter made itself known at the fabled Aetherplex Chamber in the form of Kurteba, a winded igasho scholar. The shards of ice bedecking his robe still in the process of melting, he wasted no time looking for what he came for: skilled hunters.

Return of the Pyresmith

It was a normal day in the city of Gaudiguch. The sun was shining, the party was popping, and whiskey flowed freer than the lava falls. The jovility ground to an abrupt halt when a masked visage invited itself into the minds of the entire populace to issue both a warning and an apology of a pain that it must inflict. Though some nervously laughed off the message, convinced that it was a joint hallucination, others were less convinced and quietly prepared themselves for what may lay in store.

Salvation of the Orcs

As the lingering warmth of autumn faded away, several citizens of Magnagora began to report sightings of shifty looking orcs on Spectre Island, all sneaking about while carrying large sacs of spectral essence. All attempts to detain one of the thieving braves failed as the orcs always managed to evade capture by the slimmest of margins. A later attempt to interrogate the orcs of Shallach, led by Yurizhi and Jarlegiya of Magnagora, resulted in nothing more than the death of the reticent creatures.


The Lightweavings of Isune

Arriving with little fanfare, an eccentric trill artiste meandered through Hallifax to seek aid from the city's finest artist. With the air of a mysterious stranger, this eccentric trill beseeched the Chairman Falmiis Shevat himself for escort to speak with whom she sought, Shalmae Silverplume. After ruffling a few feathers and subsequently smoothing them over, the trill stranger enlisted Shalmae to learn her new art, lightweaving.

The Path to Amberni

As the Song of Ail'Fae Runia rang throughout the Basin of Life, strengthened in some part by the higher vibrational hum of the Elemental Planes, the Solar Queen was overwhelmed. The skies of Faethorn glowed a gentle amber and twisted under the weight of ethereal magic; as if called into being by this situation, a column of golden light erupted around the Queen's Tree. A fiery lash struck at the skies, and the Queen exhaled smoke and ash. Did it work? Was the Queen free?

Blackened Sun, Won't You Come, and Burn the World in Flame?

After an amusing transmission sent by Perriwinkle Sweetpease, the communes of the Basin of Life reconvened the next month, in late Avechary. Butter's husband ready: the Song of Ail'Fae Runia was to be sung. And thus, the ingredients were sought - not, of course, after worries were abated that the Rite of hai'Gloh Zemordia would be accidentally performed. It was not, and in the end, a little fae girl stood as the Rosebearer - hoping to banish the Solar Queen once and for all.

But things did not go as expected.

The Solar Queen's Edict

It began roughly five years ago. After the Goldenclaw Coven cursed the Basin of Life - misinterpreting the efforts of the Basin as colluding with their Dawnburst enemies - and after the return of the beloved Sako Tleem, Queen Maeve was struck by an idea. And such an idea smouldered and flared, coming to life as an edict: No fae shall leave the borders of Faethorn, under fear of death. As a great, sweltering heat descended upon the Faethorn, Rancoura So'hthae, Lysistrata Shee-Slaugh and Aramel Shevat took to inspect the scene - their respective covens convening soon after.

The Secrets of Iklara

Streams of colour blanketed the First World as, on the 7th of Estar, the year 461, Ashtariel, of a Thousand Hues, made Her Presence known amidst cries for Her Sibling Mysrai, the Thousandfold. Endless months had passed with cryptic messages passed to those who devoutly visited Her Fulcrux, most notably Captain Rolan Vessandril, Breandryn, Xypher Stormcrow and Eritheyl Ryseni of Gaudiguch, and the Basin soon grew accustomed to seeing the strange, alien creatures known as starry thelemor slinking hungrily down every road, in every city and commune.

October Vesteran Honours

For the October Vesteran Honours, Aramel won the bardic  contest with the poem titled, "Elegy for the Sun Fae". In the artisanal category, Gavriel won with the study titled "Carrion Bird". Check out all of the winners in the Art-Bard Archives!







The Alligator Conundrum of Professor Pheeif-Zluush

Sounds of arguments and fighting echoed from the Razine Tunnels in the Undervault, and a stressed professor had to open her expedition to public assistance. Professor Pheslida Pheeif-Zluush made a plea to the Basin at large, and first to answer her call was Falmiis of Hallifax, who was quick on his toes with the assistance of Maligorn of Hallifax.

Cries from the Asylum

Despite being a common occurrence within the i'Xiia Asylum, an unusual wailing came forth that was followed by the harsh shouting of a warden trying to subdue an unruly patient. Heard across the prime plane, this attracted the attention of several individuals who decided to check on the situation. As a lone patient pleaded for help, it was Falmiis Shevat who was first to investigate matters.

From the Stars Came Ashtariel

Strange sights in the sky above the Skarch during the month of Estar, 456, brought adventurers far and wide to investigate - and though this desert, the place where Lord-and-Lady Mysrai first descended into the Basin of Life, has seen many a bizarre event, those that unfolded this day were of a kind unprecedented. Those gathered bore witness to an intensely poised Mysrai as the Harlot of Revolutions, Their Hands outstretched and grasping something through a violent rift near a broken spire.

September Vesteran Honours

For the September Vesteran Honours, Stratas won the bardic  contest with the short story titled, "The Web of Fear". In the artisanal category, Gavriel won with the study titled "A Night on the Town". Check out all of the winners in the Art-Bard Archives!












Return of the Machine God

To the joy of many, Roark's beacon within the Transcendant Fulcrux burned brightly into the sky, calling an Elder God home to the First World. That joy quickly turned to consternation and horror as the beacon turned a sickly green and a hole was torn in the fabric of reality, giving glimpse to the Void beyond. Soon, monolithic spears of dark metal tore through the rift striking out at the hearts of the cities and communes of the Basin of Life and at Avechna's Peak itself.