Festivals & Events

Pantalaimon and Yin sat in the courtyard after their consultation with Queen Ryu. The moon hung above them sadly,  Yin had coiled up their sinuous, snakelike body to rest their head and feathered wyvern wings at the top of the pile. Pantalaimon watched, concerned, as they watched Yin sighing deeply, trying to soak in as much moonlight as they could from whatever remained of Yanwei's light shining down on them. After ...

Shortly after leaving Troia trudged along in the blizzard of Valorise’s streets with all of her personal enchanted weapons: Spearbie, Axebie, and Macebie. Pantalaimon’s Ophistles remained hidden in her Scout’s cloak together with Keybie. The keybie radiated such an intense warmth within her pocket that she did not have to fight ever muscle to stay as warm like the first day she had arrived here- but despite how much Ophistles sought out warmth, Hermes and ...

Pantalaimon and their white pwigi Alicanto shot forward through the air as Troia, her Lunewyrm attempted to keep up on foot, bounding relentlessly through the Perilunal Plains behind them as they all chased the meteor soaring far before them. Pantalaimon’s golden faerie dust trailed behind them and formed a stardust-like  in their wake that gradually faded; they looked much like a comet themself as a pale green blur in the sky.   Troia’s lunewyrm slunk up around her neck a...

In the Perilunal Plains, Pantalaimon and Troia laid underneath the shade of a tree. The tree’s boughs, laden with dark green leaves, gently swayed in unison with the endless expanse of golden grasses rippling from the gentle breeze. Everything here had the scent of the end of summer; it was something like hay, gradually falling leaves, and a subtle, warm magic that especially comforted Pantalaimon.  It was the evening of the Sunrise Celebration, and the sun had just begun its descent into ...