Of Stone Bridges & Mountains

They spanned the cliffs with bridges of stone, making their holds as one. There they remain, high in the mountains of the Lands of Ursal, forgotten remnants of an age of glory and wonder. ~ The World of Aihrde

Air so Still

Fresh-fallen snow swaddles the valley and hill where the castle stands. The stillness draws you into a momentary state of calm.

It does not last.

What comes behind you must be stopped with steel and sorcery, or at the very least, the valley and its Lord must be warned . . ..
~ Adventure in the World of Aihrde

The Fael Mur

The Winter Dark, called by some the Long Centuries or the Mellenial Dark, lasted for over a thousand years. During all those years the people of Aihrde suffered from the want of warmth. Only the seeds of the Fael Mur planted by Ea-Raena saved the world, for those plants, set in the earth before the sun ever rode the heavens grew by the light of star and moon. ~ The World of Aihrde

Castles at Sea

He took up residence on the island. He fortified it with walls and towers. There he dwelt, far from the haunts of the world upon the edge of the Dreaming Sea. And there he remains still, a haunt, lost and filled with longing. ~ The World of Aihrde

The Twin Barrows

They lay the Duchess and her suitor to rest in twin barrows in the land north of the Powder River. Few lamented their passing. In time they were forgotten and the barrows left untended. But 'tis said by the locals that on cold nights, when the air is still, that she comes out, seeking her lover, calling his name. But he doesn't answer for his soul was damned. ~ The World of Aihrde

Gates to the Elves

Beyond the gate lay the deeps of the Eldwood and the Realm of the Elves. ~ World of Aihrde

Kain's Desolation

The wasted lands of Kain's Desolation give way at last to the rough country of southern Augsberg, where the low lying hills tumble toward the tall Voralberg Mountains in the far west. ~ The World of Aihrde

Upon the Edge of the Dreaming Sea

He sat upon the shore, waiting for the Dream Horn, that craft of Utumno's that rode the silent waves of the Dreaming Sea beyond the confines the wold. But it never came for him again and he sat there until time robbed him of youth and life. ~ The World of Aihrde

The Meander

The path lies before you, a small snaking thing. It meanders into the wood with little fanfare, belying the dangers that lie at its end. ~ World of Aihrde

Tower Ruins

The ruins stood out in the summer sun. A white tower weathered with time, marking the extent of the realm of the Ethrum Kings. But it was not the tower alone that draws you, it's what lies beneath . . . .