Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)
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Horse Archer, RPG Gamer, and part time Writer of Character based stories.
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Emerald Knights "Why are we here again?" recap
As it has been some time now, and the details of what the hell you were all doing in this frozen hellscape of a vacation destination, I figured it might be good to provide a super brief recap of where and why you are.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)5 months ago in Fiction
Dodge and the Elemental Air Ale
With a gut-dropping whoooosh, Dodge’s flying boots briefly seemed to forget the 'Flying' part of their description, nearly sending him tumbling into the abyss between two Sky Islands as the ever shifting winds suddenly decided he should not be there.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)5 months ago in Fiction
Varrek Steelhammer - The Forge Lord
Varrek Steelhammer - The Forge Lord The anvil sang with every strike. Sparks danced like embers carried on the wind, illuminating the dark halls of Steel’s End, the beating heart of Kestrel’s Reach’s smithing quarter. Varrek Steelhammer, Durnoch’s chosen, worked without pause, sweat pooling at his brow as he shaped the steel that would shape the future.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)7 months ago in Fiction
Talea Lightheart - The Healing Step
Talea Lightheart - The Healing Step The halls of Losend’s Haven, the largest hospital in the city, never knew silence. The murmurs of the sick, the hurried steps of healers, the weary sighs of caretakers. It was a place where suffering clung to the air like mist.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)7 months ago in Fiction
Seraphine Dewstride - The Dawnbringer
Seraphine Dewstride - The Dawnbringer Halle had always been a place of revelry and peace. The halfling town nestled against the river’s bend, its thatched roof burrows and cobblestone paths warmed by the golden glow of lanternlight. Families laughed over their hearths, and the scent of fresh-baked food carried through the valley on the evening breeze.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)7 months ago in Fiction
Savant Veila - The Aegis of Sages
Savant Veila - The Aegis of Lore In the heart of Cradlebrook, among the gilded shelves of Cradlebrook’s great library The Golden Gathering, Savant Veila sat within the embrace of knowledge. Though to many she was merely a librarian, to those who sought wisdom, she was Delnator’s chosen. She was the quiet force of knowledge shaping Goodhollow’s destiny.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)7 months ago in Fiction
The Divine Pantheon of the World of Hurth
The Divine Pantheon of the World of Hurth The Divine Pantheon of the World of Hurth The world of Hurth is shaped not only by its people and lands but by the divine forces that guide, challenge, and inspire those who dwell within it. The gods of Hurth represent the many facets of existence, each wielding influence over their respective, sometimes overlapping, domains and watching over their followers with wisdom, fury, laughter, or cunning. Some shape destinies with a firm and guiding hand, while others revel in chaos, their influence unpredictable yet undeniable. Whether through grand temples adorned with sacred symbols, whispered prayers in tended fiends and hidden groves, or desperate cries upon the battlefield, the presence of the divine is inescapable.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)7 months ago in Fiction
Elion - The Silent Collector
Elion - The Silent Collector Though its name suggested stillness, Port Silence was never truly quiet. The world continued as it always had, merchants locking their shops, sailors securing their vessels, revelers stumbling from taverns, their laughter carrying through the darkness. But beneath the hum of city life, unseen and unnoticed, a quieter force walked among them. Not a lord, not a warrior, not even a priest, but something far older, far greater.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)7 months ago in Fiction
Thorne Stormfoot- The Wrath of Trantor
Thorne Stormfoot- The Wrath of Trantor The people of Baywatch had always lived in peace. Their days were spent basking beneath the golden glow of the sun, their nights lulled by the whispers of the tide. Fishing boats glided across the waters, markets bustled with fresh catches, and laughter echoed through cobbled streets.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)7 months ago in Fiction
Dodge and the Elemental Water Ale
All feeling in Dodge’s legs vanished as he, with a full body shiver, stepped forth into the suddenly shockingly frigid waters of the Serpent's Teeth, sinking up to his knee before he whimpered in a manly fashion as his teeth tried to escape his jaws and chatter their way to shore. Cold? Arctic? Glacial? He'd been warned that the water temperatures here were unusually cold. And he'd prepared accordingly, or so he thought. But even after having downed a potion of Warmth, the freezing waters still leached his bodyheat in a fraction of a second.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)7 months ago in Fiction
Nyx Sweetveil - The Shadowed Justice
The city of Cradlebrook breathed under the moonlight, a sprawling labyrinth of alleys, hidden corridors, and towering spires where power exchanged hands not by sword or spell, but through veiled whispers and unseen dealings. The monsters hunted and terrorized within the kingdom’s borders, clawing at its lands, but within the walls and halls of the capital, it was corruption that threatened to unravel the throne.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)7 months ago in Fiction
