War goes by many names; conflict, battle, bloodshed. No matter what they called it, it would always be the same. This struggle, between his homeland and the rivaling country was over land- dirt. Where on a map some scrawny wristed aristocrat would draw the borders.
His home, Zedan, was a small...
Waves crashed against the old rotten wood. The dim light flickering off the candle was barely enough to illuminate half a page, yet he felt the urgency to write this last letter. The cannon fire outside only added to the urgency, a scribbling hand upon half damp parchment. Boats like this one...
Hi there! Y'all can call me Fox. I've roleplayed for a good couple of years now, and after falling in and out of communities and sticking to a small batch of partners, I decided to finally branch out. I'm new to forums like this and hoping it'll be an awesome experience. I'm into all sorts of...