Thunderstrom was raging above the city, roaring through the moors. Water flooded the streets and commoners looked shelters in their homes or inns. Castle in the middle of the city looked down upon them with slight contempt. Aslak looked down on the streets. He was tall and slender man, with...
From the breath of the dragons became the world. From the dreams of the gods was man reborn. And yet, the world was void, both of history and lore, both of purpose and emotion. Time stood still, souls of men were in deep, eternal sleep. The flame of life flickered, and faded into ember.
Will...
Armchair philosopher, veteran RPer, world builder. Father of a furry toddler (my cat). I seek people to share a story with, companionship, discussion about psychology, hares or something equally random. At your service!