Matsana Jungle

Word had spread like wildfire over the deserts of Matias. Vesper had left the pool to search for the answer as to why the elkh were still struggling with corruption. It had caused no end of tittering in the elkh community around the desert, and even Tianxing was a little uneasy. Vesper was a well-known and recognized member of the community, for her to have left meant that this was truly something to be worried about. ...

The waves lapped gently against the shore as Lore followed Elswyth and Sho. News of the corruption afflicting Miridias had spread to Silkkassa. Although Lore wasn’t proficient in healing himself, he had made the long journey to where Elswyth lived to ask her for help. Her immediate answer was as it always is; she sighed and hummed and hawed for a long time. Elswyth was an extremely skilled healer, yet she avoided most other living th...

Not entirely catching his breath, he felt tension when he realized the gaze of Meridias had hardened when her tail sent him sailing through the air on purpose, sending him into the tree line and was about to brace for impact when he felt himself floating. Opening his eyes, he heard the flapping of what sounded like leather and a tugging on his mane....

He was back. Why he came back was beyond him but he needed to get rid of the corruption that stained the land here and reached his home. He had to do this for Echo and Calix. They deserved to have a future where they don't have to deal with shadow rays or having powerful creatures becoming corrupting beings that could destroy lands. Destroy life like it had done in this circle of barren land. The crunch of the dirt ec...

“I hate traveling… why Miatias, I don't know…” Minos grumbled as he walked through the jungles. His senses were on high alert as he wanted to avoid any predators he wasn't familiar with or wanting a close look of one. “I'm getting too old for this! I just want to relax and not be roped in any adventures while trying to sort out my life!” His voice echoed throughout the trees, a few nature whooping back at him.   ...

“Good luck down there, Syfke,” said Paiva. With such an immensely dense and high-piled mane, traveling to Miatias was a less than appealing venture.  “My thanks, friend,” replied Syfke, “I know you feel some guilt over not traveling with me, but you should not. You have helped so much already.” Pavia pawed at the ground and chuckled affably. “Alright. I will ...