The tale of Oflovaks Oasis. Dear Homins, have you heard the tale of Oflovaks Oasis. In one time, two beloved Homins of Pyr had a unity in the form of a son. The name they gave him was Oflovak. During his childhood of training he was often caught studying some

Arcanas decision. How long had they been there now? Was it hours or days ? She did not know. All she knew was that it nagging her mind, hers and the others. It had all started as a usual trip for harvesting some materials for their craft. They had taken off

“Come on Chimiee, you can do this, its not hard” Saerven said. “But it is soo high, what if I fall down and hurt myself?” “You wont fall my friend, I am here, I will hold your hand and see to that you get up here safetly. Do you trust

A day in a barmans life. You might think that it is a breeze to stand here handing out liquor to passing Homins, to hand out a glass and get a fistful of dappers in return. So it might seem, but if you think so, then you are gravely misstaken.

Tale Event – Lost beyound Duty – Fyros. It has been many nights and days now since he arrived. Every day he stood guard with his eyes open and mind sharp. Looking across the desters surrounding them. He was a guard of the outpost. His duties was to be one of the

The tale of Findings of a new day – Zorai. This is a tale I found when I was looking through and old archive that I found while I was in Zorai. It is a tale about a battle seen from a mans view, a tale of how hard a battle

Longing home – Matis. Hello Dear How long has it been since I last wrote to you ? A week a Month ? I am having a hard time knowing the time for things never stand still around here. If there is not chores to be done or training we spend our wake

Cries in the night – Tryker. It was a might sight and a building of great honour. Many Homins had worked long and hard to gather materials to build it. Many hours were laid into the creation of its surroundings and its base. It was built to stand against any threat