Lothlyde. A land of towering forests, picturesque glades, and rolling mist-shrouded moors, Lothlyde is known for both it's rustic beauty, and hidden dangers. Established over three centuries ago, the people of Lothlyde have fended of everything from raiders and brigands, to trolls and dragons. And yet, the earls and counts who rule this federation of city-states, and landholders, learned long ago that the most dangerous threats to their lands and kin are far more subtle than thieves and monsters. So, when a string of disappearances was reported along the outlying towns and villages, it was only a matter of time before someone took notice.
Our story begins at Calbridge Keep. Ruled by the Duke Theodore, Calbridge Keep had stood overlooking one of the few roads that lead through the thick forests that surround Lothlyde almost as long as the nation has existed. The Keep's dining hall was rustic, yet welcoming. The room dominated by a large oaken table set with food and drink, it's walls lined with tapestries depicting the great deeds of the Duke's ancestors, and a massive fireplace kept the room warm, despite the pouring rain outside. Gathered around the table were a rather rough looking collection of individuals, all drawn to answer the Duke's call for able-bodied men and women for one reason or another, be it the greater good, the protection of the wild land they call home, or simply the allure of promised wealth. As they enjoyed the fine food that had been provided for them, their only company was each other, and the silent chamberlain who stood at the main entryway awaiting the arrival of his lord.
Sitting at the table were three women, and a single man. Mia Bahkald, an experienced swordswoman, who had perhaps seen one too many battles. Elliana Quinta, the young but skilled huntress and guide. Castella Grimwaltz, the matronly priestess of the moon. And, finally, Derek, the giant of the forest.
[And so it begins. Please place any OOC comments or die rolls in brackets like this, otherwise have fun getting to know each other.]
Our story begins at Calbridge Keep. Ruled by the Duke Theodore, Calbridge Keep had stood overlooking one of the few roads that lead through the thick forests that surround Lothlyde almost as long as the nation has existed. The Keep's dining hall was rustic, yet welcoming. The room dominated by a large oaken table set with food and drink, it's walls lined with tapestries depicting the great deeds of the Duke's ancestors, and a massive fireplace kept the room warm, despite the pouring rain outside. Gathered around the table were a rather rough looking collection of individuals, all drawn to answer the Duke's call for able-bodied men and women for one reason or another, be it the greater good, the protection of the wild land they call home, or simply the allure of promised wealth. As they enjoyed the fine food that had been provided for them, their only company was each other, and the silent chamberlain who stood at the main entryway awaiting the arrival of his lord.
Sitting at the table were three women, and a single man. Mia Bahkald, an experienced swordswoman, who had perhaps seen one too many battles. Elliana Quinta, the young but skilled huntress and guide. Castella Grimwaltz, the matronly priestess of the moon. And, finally, Derek, the giant of the forest.
[And so it begins. Please place any OOC comments or die rolls in brackets like this, otherwise have fun getting to know each other.]
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