"Nice to meet you Aehti." Abraia stared at him when he gave her his order. She looked to the works on the wall then back to him again. She hadn't gotten an order for some plain gear in a long time probably because she stopped doing them. "You don't want anything special? No special colors...

Natea's eyes opened real wide when the man mentioned his master's name. She waved her hand dismissively at the end of his words. "Oh she will take your commission or I'll pull her hair out. Just give me a sec." Natea slid another door and in the distance there would be some sounds of two...

The day was nice. Fair, chilly, quiet. It was the kind of day that made the owner of the Arcane Anvil want to laze around all day. She was fast asleep on a hammock she had put up in her workshop. A lot had changed for her in the past year. She had become a Crested, had helped a dragon fulfil...

Base SP: 6 (Grandmaster Smithing) 9 Enterprise - Arcane Anvil (Grandmaster Smithing, Grandmaster Ensorcelling) Multipliers: 100 - Base 0 - active prior seasons 5 - 1x Journeyman skill 40 - 2x master skills 60 - 2x grandmaster skills Total: Total As of 3/27/2024: 15 * 205 = 3075 Purchases: CR6...

Arcane Anvil Owned By: Engill (Officially), Run by Abraia Enterprise Tier: Local Purpose: To provide the most wonderfully crafted armors and weaponries Location: The main location is in Græntún, sometimes Veiðrbrand Description: The Arcane Anvil was once Abraia's home but as her ambitions grew...

Thread Title: Job Benefits Thread Summary: The gang [Abraia, Caelum, Flora, Aengie] go to visit the fire lands where the dragon owns property. They make a simple house and get attacked by some weird foxes. All is well and they sleep. Expected Rewards: 7 for Abraia and 15 for Caelum Thread...

Canonized by Vicissitude.

For several seconds, Abraia was sure she was toast. She thought she was going to get eaten alive and for the first time she regretted coming on this trip. Nothing they encountered so far was like this. She prayed even though she believed in no god. Prayed for a miracle. Her miracle was...

Abraia was sleeping away so peacefully. Oh, so peacefully. Then there was a noise. Scratching at the door. From one side, no, two sides. “What’s happening? Is he building more already?” She realized something was wrong and got to her feet. She did not know how to use a single weapon if there...

Abraia ended up napping against a tree stump. She did not wake up until she heard Caelum talking again. She had not spoken to him after he told her to give him some time. She could do that but her patience was limited. She was surprised to see the house that he made. It was much better than...

Abraia scowled at Flora. She hadn’t been talking to her. For all she cared the woman could end up dead in a ditch. Filthy bootlicking slave is how Abraia thought of her. She absolutely hated humans who were so devoted to other races. “Noted. Tell your master to hurry up then, I want to take a...

Abraia stuck by the woman and baby. She had a soft spot for babies who were too innocent to be in a place like this. She had grown increasingly irate throughout the journey. But it was easier to at least come this far than turn back around. Desolate. Burnt. Depressing. That was how she felt...

“PHEW!” she said none to subtly. “If those bodies had come to life I would have been gone in an instant.” She heard the sickly elf announce that he was done which seemed like a natural point for Abraia to get going. “Thanks for letting me watch,” she said with a slight bow. As much as she...

“Oh.” She fidgeted with her basket. “you learn something every day. That is useful to know.” She felt foolish for her gap in knowledge. Skilled though she was she had little practical experience dealing with magicians. “Not exactly something I find amusing.” She talked slowly while watching...

“Miasmata, sounds about right.” She took little interest in the dead and undead but a spell or two to handle them just in case was worth having. She studied what was happening as best as she could knowing that she would someday try her luck with a similar spell. The crafter stood and watched...

“Quite alright, I don’t mourn them any longer. It was their fault in the end. In a way I think they were happy to have died to help the elves. It sounds like your elf is one of the good ones. I wish I could explore my full potential so you are indeed lucky.” She followed along and hummed a...

She thought about what he had said. Several things stood out. "You have MASTERED ablation? That is a wild claim. I know better than any that the elves would have you sundered. Happened to both my parents. Unless your master is the most generous elf in all of Aelheim. I would not say that about...

The dragon told a compelling story. Abraia listened. She liked what he had to say even if it was naive. She thought of him as a little boy who wanted to do good but for all the wrong reasons. The more he talked the more she thought she had to be involved or it was going to be a disaster. “Of...

The keen minded lass heard him out but she did not look to be impressed. “Some might call this city a paradise. It can be, in its own way. It does not change what the elves do to us and how we only exist to serve them. I speak to you plainly, dragon. I would dare not have this conversation with...

Abraia waved her hand. “I came here because of the rumors thinking I would not run into anyone. The rumors drive away the afraid. That leaves more for people like me.” She spoke logically, a simple recitation of what she told herself when she got scared. She hadn’t been wrong if her basket’s...