Events

In mid-Juliary of 613 CE, Elytho Serole made a breakthrough. Running from the Lodestar Athenaeum past the Pool of Stars, it was their hope to reach Light’s Glory, the guildhall of New Celest’s Magisterium of the Holy Father. Yet, they had not realised the great distance between the two parts of the city. Skirting past…

In Roarkian, 612 CE, pilgrims at their resting camp on the side of Avechna’s Peak gathered together to start a garden, wishing to beautify their camping site. Together, they had felt a need to alleviate the horrors and traumas of the past decades, where innumerable pilgrims and other travellers perished to the violence of recent…

In the glow after the splintering of the Goddess Li-varili, many groups of Her shards, called the livari, rested lost and confused in the Basin of Life. They had fallen out of the Divine Havens to break free of Li-varili’s prison. And yet, in doing so, they had also exiled themselves forever from the Divine…

Whether by design or coincidence, Li-varili’s observation crystal opened Herself to the mortals gathered, and they to Her in kind. By huddling close as though before Her altar, mortals could whisper to Her their private thoughts and feelings, just as Hers roiled within for them to feel in kind. Some swore that Her coven stood…

The conch shell upon Avechna’s Peak echoed for many months with the words that mortals spoke in testimony. One by one they came, recounting memories, stories, hopes and regrets. Some cursed the name of the Goddess Li-varili, relaying the losses they and Lusternia at large had so suffered in past years: the storms and rage…

In the middle of Dvarsh, the heavens opened without warning to the voices of the Gods. The time had come, They announced, to determine the Elder Goddess Li-varili’s fate once and for all. Remembering well Her time when She first walked the Basin of Life masked, hidden from Their perceptions, They recognized that the mortals…

“Nehvi na’reaim yaeklas…” Caught in a flurry of snow, Serenwilde’s festivities drew to an end as a new year and moon both turned. Alongside Nehvi, a carefree elfen lady recently returned to the commune, the shelterfolk gathered to observe Fair Galaphyrae conduct a wintry Sower rite and listen to poetry recited by Spirit-Touched Keyne, drawing…

It was any other day in Gaudiguch when the unexpected happened – the Freedom Council authorised mass destruction within the City of Freedom. Interviewing eyewitnesses, the explosion happened far beneath the city after a riot was started over the city’s shortage of kouseki powder. While kouseki powder is not generally in high demand beyond the…

Do you enjoy mucus, flesh, and ancient Illuminati experiments? Do your children ceaselessly bother you for a pet of some sort? Do you have an overabundance of coin, time, and energy to rear and raise new life? Well, you are in luck. The newly formed Vortex Preservation Society has made available a brand new invention…

It began with a simple correspondence. Over a decade past, Sprout Thornleaf had come to the Sowers of the Last Seed where they then remained, separated by choice from their cousin in the Tar Pits. This letter was the first they had received from him in some time, and it contained news. Some very interesting…

As they do for every Festival of the Creatrix, Jal Czigany and his troop of performers returned to offer their entertainment for Lusternia. However, something was different this time: Long named after Jal Czigany, the Wayfaire has seen a re-dedication, renamed the Menestrean Wayfaire, in honour of the Vernal Goddess Menestre of the Laughing Heart.…

It was a bright Avechary morning when Mwami Honeypunch stepped out onto the Alabaster Road, her mind set on one thing: Food. Making her way to the Aetherplex, she was perplexed by the absolute flood of foods available. A platter of poutine? A bowl of creamy lobster soup, perhaps? All of these things caught her…

The first to hold the staff was Kalas Ruiku, picking it up swift as the wind from the Astrosphere of Pisces. He brought it to Kalas Malarious of Magnagora who had the support of the combined powers of Gaudiguch, Magnagora, and Serenwilde. Knowing well that the Almighty’s power has manifested upon Capricorn, Malarious rushed there…

The theme “Wake” brought to mind all manner of imagery for the designers of the Basin, who brought their creativity and ingenuity to the Trial of Beauty. Some focused upon the events of Li-varili and the awakened Sea Spirit, while others focused on the events of years gone by, while still others took the theme…

Juliary saw the adventurers of Lusternia fan out over the Prime Material Plane, called to the Challenge of Harmony to influence the hearts and minds of the denizens across the land. Lysandus of Magnagora was the first to convince many to support his cause, but quickly, Ilthilior from his same city overtook him, maintaining the…

In the middle of Klangiary did Avechna’s mighty voice shake the firmament, marking the beginning of the Seal of Life. Denizens throughout the Basin of Life found themselves succumbing to a mysterious plague as the Domotheos of Life warbled, and only the intervention of adventurers might see it stable again. Though the plague seemed resistant…

The Trial of War met the early days of Dioni, finding only four teams willing to brave the Avenger’s promised tourney. Though much more traditional than the last occurrence of the Ascension Trials, the bouts proved no less intimidating, skilful, or entertaining for the fact. The Hallifaxian team (consisting of Calioliahali, Fillirriqili, and Qillilitli) and…