Festivals & Events

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 ...

Lunerest has been chaotic in these current times, to say the least. The moons have been growing dimmer, the energy has been all out of whack, the knights seemed scattered all over in their efforts, while commonfolk xyns were growing weaker and more panicked, some even falling victims to corruption. There hasn't been this much unrest and trouble in what felt like a really long time, and yet here and now everyone was living through these unprecedented events. Aisha, with Bea and Moxie in...