The Grey Tower

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Omens and portents, in his experience it always seemed to start with those. Times gone by he would have shrugged them off as so much superstition but he was older now, if not wiser as far as he was concerned. Not that he begrudged the work they performed together - it was good work, he reflected, a...

Well well, yet another has proven their worth and mettle, ascending from the rank of Ji'val to the of the Fancloak and Gaidin.

Please congratulate Roan and their Bastian Vass!

We look forward to many new adventures to come

It has been a hard journey, with many twists and turns, and one which we have all enjoyed, awaiting the day of attainment.

Please join me in celebrating our newest Gaidin - Paks Liard!

Well done Roan

His smile stayed in place but his gaze flickered with concern for a few moments at the way Brawn seemed to shrug off his trials. He knew the giant better than that but he also knew it was useless to press - he could be stubborn to a fault. Better that he talked it through as and when he wanted. He ...

Strange times they were when he was chosen to see if he could give some pep to a somewhat listless Drin. It felt like coming full circle to that conversation so long ago with Ravak. He scratched his chin as he made his way towards Drin Farah's quarters he smiled faintly. He had no scissors but he s...

Ji'val Beron Faim has trudged through hardship and trials, the Yards testing him until it seemed endless.

But he has been recognised and has earned the right to call himself the Tower's newest Gaidin!

Join me in congratulating Lugh and his Beron on this awesomely cool achievement!

He listened to the explanation and a small hum formed in his throat. It was not unusual to find Drin and Ji who pushed themselves but the idea that Avalan got lost in such things spoke of matters beyond training. He had had his share and so couldn't judge. When his family had been killed he had don...

"Does this also apply to one closer to my heart?" he asked aloud innocently before continuing, "I feel better than fine, will be around for a long while yet" he assured her. It was true too. Despite the tiredness that was seeping into him ever more quickly, and the hunger, he fe...

Upon her arrival it was impossible not to notice her hands - bandaged and with a hint of seeped red. His eyebrow raised at that, it was one thing to punish a Drin for bad behaviour but it was unusual to purposefully make them bleed. Especially on the hands. Bruised ribs and a few scraped knees did ...