For the June Vesteran Honours, Vasilissa won the bardic  contest with the story titled, “Drinker of Tears”. In the artisanal category, persayis won with the portrait titled “The Nightmare”. Check out all of the winners in the Art-Bard Archives!

SERENLEAKS: NOTES ON ADASSER (or How to Help Us Help You RP)   Typically, when an administrator takes over a god role, they write about their reasons: Why did I take So-and-So? How difficult was the event that revealed X? What inspirations do I draw upon to develop God, the Godly God’s personality and beliefs?…

For the May Vesteran Honours, Portius won the bardic  contest with the epic titled, “Plague”. In the artisanal category, Arimisia won with the haunting portrait titled “Descent into Madness”. Check out all of the winners in the Art-Bard Archives!

For the April Vesteran Honours, Zitto won the bardic  contest with the treatise titled, “Ante-Hoc Material-Contract Temporal Correction”. In the artisanal category, Daraius won with the graphic depiction of “Worms and You”.

For the March Vesteran Honours, Zitto won the bardic  contest with the treatise titled, “An Overview of the Various Migrant’s Disorders”. In the artisanal category, Daraius won with the portrait titled “A Humble Bureaucrat”. Check out all of the winners in the Art-Bard Archives!

Glomdoring remained vigilant in their guard of the Traitor’s prison, watching and waiting as the Wyrd took its toll on His frozen form. Stifled cries and hushed whispers reached out to those who would come to watch, the only hints of life that remained from the Elder. As the days progressed, the contact became more…

After nearly two months of silence, and the sky free of the haze, a cool breeze blew over the Basin, and a fine mist stretched over the sky. Preparing themselves for the worst, each city and commune armed themselves for another battle, yet strangely, the mists did not move, resigned to lingering in the air…

Nearly a month passed before the strange mists that escaped during Maylea’s return would come to be seen once more. Without warning, a foul storm began to form over the Northern Mountains, sending hail raining down the mountainsides. Awoken by the strange weather, the Frost Spite rose over Mount Wend, his temper stirred by the…

Joy filled the skies upon Maylea, the Bloom of Serenity’s return to the Basin, yet happiness is not all that was revealed upon Her return. Trailing Maylea on Her journey through the Void was an odd mist that lurked just outside of Her perception, waiting. As the sky was torn open by the combined efforts…

When the Elder Gods left for the Void, the creches that housed the half-formed were sealed away, a last attempt to keep them safe from the hunger of the Soulless Gods. Many were simply forgotten in the ensuing aeons; their Divine guardians consumed by the Soulless, or Their minds turned to more pressing matters. For…