Creative Corner

[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/ZSYC27y/wWhJlSf.png[/img] -------------------- [font= Engravers MT][size=7][b]About this[/b][/size][/font] [img]https://flightrising.com/dropbox/banescale_separator.png[/img][/center] [color=transparent]___[/color]Welcome, welcome. My lore is one big WIP right now (always has been), but I'm slowly working on it. This thread is a place for me to organize all the info on my dragons that wouldn't fit in their bios/the adventure. It will contain things like world building, roles and jobs, factions or info that's irrelevant to the story. I'm doing this mostly for myself, but feel free to lurk. [color=transparent]___[/color]The adventure itself is [COMING SOON]. This is a story about you. [color=transparent]___[/color]This is a personal thread, but you may post if you want to. I know I am not the best writer (English is not my first language) and would love feedback to help me get better. Feel free to let me know if you have any critiques (positive or negative). [right]________________________________[/right]

[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/ZSYC27y/wWhJlSf.png[/img] -------------------- [center][font= Engravers MT][size=7][b]Northern Shrines[/b][/size][/font][/center] [img]https://flightrising.com/dropbox/banescale_separator.png[/img][/center] [columns][item=Prairie Polearm][nextcol]"An abundance of Shrines to the Flamecaller line up both sides of the northern trade routes. It may be difficult to believe now, but this place was a barren wasteland up until only a few years ago, when the Priest class massively fled from the political instability of the South. They claim to remain neutral in the war, but could not subsist without the patronage of the Forgemasters. The latter buy their support and with it, they hope, that of their god."[/columns] [map poi=28 view=land width=480 height=240][/map] [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Description[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Inhabitants[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [right]________________________________[/right]

[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/ZSYC27y/wWhJlSf.png[/img] -------------------- [center][font= Engravers MT][size=7][b]Slums of Cinderslag[/b][/size][/font][/center] [img]https://flightrising.com/dropbox/banescale_separator.png[/img][/center] [columns][item=Antique Oil Lamp][nextcol]"The tension of the impending civil war is the most palpable here, in crummy, miserable Cinderslag. It feels like nothing but weapons are being manufactured here now. The Forgemaster's dogs roam the streets at curfew. Some whisper about leaving, still. At this point, it's probably too late. It's not so much a matter of leaving anymore, as it is a matter of knowing which camp you will join when the inevitable happens."[/columns] [map poi=31 view=land width=480 height=240][/map] [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Description[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Inhabitants[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [right]________________________________[/right]

[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/ZSYC27y/wWhJlSf.png[/img] -------------------- [center][font= Engravers MT][size=7][b]The Master's dogs[/b][/size][/font][/center] [img]https://flightrising.com/dropbox/banescale_separator.png[/img][/center] [columns][item=Shining Gladiator's Helmet][nextcol]"Scum. Traitors to their own kind. The Forgemasters are no kings, they command no army. No virtuous and loyal knight would die for them. The rule of merchants is, after all, merely that of gold. Their protectors are paid mercenaries, keeping the Cinderslag workers in check. These dragons themselves often hail from the deepest and darkest parts of the Slums. They agreed to sell themselves to their oppressors as a way to escape a life of misery."[/columns] [map poi=31 view=land width=480 height=240][/map] [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Description[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Inhabitants[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [right]________________________________[/right]

[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/ZSYC27y/wWhJlSf.png[/img] -------------------- [center][font= Engravers MT][size=7][b]The Scar in the Earth[/b][/size][/font][/center] [img]https://flightrising.com/dropbox/banescale_separator.png[/img][/center] [columns][item=Rusty Pickaxe][nextcol]" "Work hard and you'll succeed." The volcano roars, the ground bursts open. The Wastes are unforgiving, and the open wound in the Earth known as the molten scar is as deadly as it is bustling with rare ores. Many dragons lost their lives playing this game, but still, even more try to find fortune in the never-ending gold rush that characterizes the instable region. Deep down they may know they will not make it, but anything, anything is better than the slums."[/columns] [map poi=25 view=land width=480 height=240][/map] [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Description[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Inhabitants[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [right]________________________________[/right]

[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/ZSYC27y/wWhJlSf.png[/img] -------------------- [center][font= Engravers MT][size=7][b]Prologue[/b][/size][/font][/center] [img]https://flightrising.com/dropbox/banescale_separator.png[/img][/center] [columns][item=Kelp Sickle][nextcol]"A small, unassuming fishing village nested on the ashen shore, sheltered under the imposing shadow of the Windswept Plateau. The dragons of Prologue almost all fled Cinderslag and the civil war. The town's beginnings were rough, but those days are far behind now. Prologue has since become famous for its Oracles, a rare sight in the Wastes. Many come from afar in the hopes of getting their fortunes told."[/columns] [map x=2227 y=3094 view=land width=480 height=240]Prologue[/map] [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Description[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Inhabitants[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [right]________________________________[/right]

[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/ZSYC27y/wWhJlSf.png[/img] -------------------- [center][font= Engravers MT][size=7][b]The Fang[/b][/size][/font][/center] [img]https://flightrising.com/dropbox/banescale_separator.png[/img][/center] [columns][item=Dandelion seeds][nextcol]"One if not the most influential dragon alive, his name alone is enough to make anyone shudder. Master Lowenzahn resides in the Fang, a colossal fortress overlooking the Wastes. Few have ever had the honor of facing him, his only company being his most trusted advisors and lots of very well-paid guards. If and when meeting him, however, one might be able to guess that the charismatic red-eyed imperial wasn't always like this. "Above all, we will survive." "[/columns] [map poi=27 view=land width=480 height=240][/map] [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Description[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Inhabitants[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [right]________________________________[/right]

[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/ZSYC27y/wWhJlSf.png[/img] -------------------- [center][font= Engravers MT][size=7][b]Eden[/b][/size][/font][/center] [img]https://flightrising.com/dropbox/banescale_separator.png[/img][/center] [columns][item=Sage Shell][nextcol]"The Gods molded us from Shadow and Dirt, as they laid before us a path of Death as our inheritance. And the Sisters said: fight! May the strongest survive. Animals we were then, uncertain and afraid. Deep under the Fang dwell followers of the Filthy One. A reminder of the times before the fire and before the steel, a souvenir of huts and burrows. Unpleasant to most, but their unyeilding loyalty to Master Lowenzahn is invaluable..."[/columns] [map poi=26 view=land width=480 height=240][/map] [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Description[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Inhabitants[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [right]________________________________[/right]

[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/ZSYC27y/wWhJlSf.png[/img] -------------------- [center][font= Engravers MT][size=7][b]Blood and Fire[/b][/size][/font][/center] [img]https://flightrising.com/dropbox/banescale_separator.png[/img][/center] [columns][item=Metallurgists Forgetools][nextcol]"The clamor of hammers, the shine of steel, the warmth of fire: on the other side of sea, some dream of freedom. Most of them fled from Cinderslag before finding refuge on the Rebuke. All of them know their ennemies will not go down without a fight. There's no turning back now. They had nothing to lose anyways."[/columns] [map poi=30 view=land width=480 height=240][/map] [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Description[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Inhabitants[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [right]________________________________[/right]

[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/ZSYC27y/wWhJlSf.png[/img] -------------------- [center][font= Engravers MT][size=7][b]One rusty Airship[/b][/size][/font][/center] [img]https://flightrising.com/dropbox/banescale_separator.png[/img][/center] [columns][item=Copper Gear][nextcol]"An imposing albeit rusty airship powered by steam and electricity. It is often seen hovering over the Wastes, casting a huge oblong shadow on the fiery landscape. It belongs to a team of Lightning air pirates who fled the factories and wage labor. The gold-hungry bandits may deal with both camps, but they feel a deep kinship with the Rebels. The latter are not happy to commerce with criminals, but the resources they bring to the Rebuke are too valuable."[/columns] [map poi=29 view=land width=480 height=240][/map] [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Description[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [font= Engravers MT][size=5][b]Inhabitants[/b][/size][/font] WIP. [right]________________________________[/right]