#ravenshire

[sageravenshire]

Oryus: did it hurt when you fell?

Kalt: from heaven? or in love?

Kalt: *winks*

Oryus: you just face-planted down a flight of stairs

[robinradio]

And the LITERAL last thing I did in artfight posted in the last 10 minutes. Someone I already hit at the beginning of art fight but I was upset that my attack was the ONLY attack they got all artfight so I wanted to give them another...and then my partner advertised them last hour and they got a couple hits after that lol

[skyhdvideos]

The Exciting World of Forges of Ravenshire offers a plethora of engaging features that are sure to captivate any fan of strategy games. With its intricate gameplay mechanics and stunning graphics, this game is truly a masterpiece in the world of gaming. Some key features include the ability to build your own forge and armory, recruit heroes with unique skills and abilities, wage war against other players in epic battles for supremacy, and explore a vast open-world filled with daunting challenges and hidden treasures. The attention to detail in every aspect of the game is impeccable, from the captivating storyline to the awe-inspiring environments you'll encounter throughout your journey. #ForgesofRavenshire #BoardGame #Games #Gaming #DiceGames #SkyVideos

[videoblogbyjacobo]

Forges of Ravenshire is a popular board game that combines strategy and resource management in an exciting medieval fantasy setting. Players take on the roles of powerful lords seeking to expand their territories and increase their influence throughout the land. With each turn, players must make tough decisions about how to allocate resources, recruit troops, build structures, and engage in diplomacy with other players. The game features beautifully crafted components, including detailed miniatures representing knights, archers, wizards, and other characters from the world of Ravenshire. Watch video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fEPkd7IVM8A

[helluvaoutlaw]

Scales and Silk

(((A closed RP for @second-wife-playbook)))

Once upon a time...

In the heart of a once-thriving land, then shrouded in fear and ashes, the name Striker was whispered with a mix of dread and hopelessness.

The beast was named so by the unfortunate souls who lived there, shocked and astonished by his speed and precision with which he would strike his target.

No man, woman or child was safe, no animal or house.

The farmers and townsfolk, whose livelihoods have been reduced to cinders, spoke of him as a malevolent force, intent on destruction for destruction's sake.

Striker would descend upon the villages, his fiery breath incinerating crops and homes, his razor-sharp claws snatching livestock from their pens.

The once-bustling fields lied barren, charred remnants of their former selves. No one knew the whereabouts of his lair deep within the forest he fiercely protected, nor did they understand the reasons behind his relentless assault on their world.

To the people, Striker was the embodiment of evil, a dragon whose dark heart reveled in their suffering. Yet, beneath the surface of these tales, the true nature of Striker's wrath and the mysteries of his existence remained hidden, waiting for those brave enough to seek the truth.

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In the dimly lit tavern of the town of Ravenshire, two weary farmers nursed their mugs of ale, their faces etched with despair.

"Another barn gone last night."

Sighed Harlan, his eyes hollow.

"Striker left nothing but ashes. I don’t know how much more we can take."

Bram, his hands calloused from years of toil, shook his head.

"Aye, Harlan. Lost three cows myself. They were all I had left. How are we supposed to keep going like this?"

"It's as if he has no purpose but to torment us!"

Harlan muttered, taking a long drink.

"Why does he hate us so much? What did we ever do to him?"

Bram clenched his jaw.

"Folks say he’s just pure evil. A beast with a black heart, born to destroy."

"Do you think the King will send more knights in our aid?"

"I doubt it. None of them survived."

The two fell into a heavy silence, the crackling of the tavern fire the only sound between them. Outside, the night stretched on, filled with the ever-present fear of Striker's return.

[whowhatwhycast]

Who, What, Why S35.E04 :: Forges of Ravenshire with Sam and Ed... or is it Ed and Sam?

Sam and Ed Stockton... or Ed and Sam Stockton... joined me to talk about their newest game live on Kickstarter right now. Forges of Ravenshire is a unique dice worker placement game where you are crafting items and using dice, but the hitch is that the dice aren't owned by one particular player. We talked about a lot of topics here from the allure of dice to the intricacies of worker placement, a genre rife with games.

Check out the Kickstarter if you are interested.

Right-click to download this episode.

[berskan]

Sir William Arthur Ravenshire of Fieldishburg

[hoshi-neko-hikari]

Hopefully, in the next intermission, as High Earl of Ravenridge, Ravenshire, Edmond will asign a room for Hotaru to sleep in so that she can be with Hikari and Himari.. and Mizuki, too... every night.

Awww

[acesoftherealmphotos]

The Hero’s Respite in Ravenshire

[sageravenshire]

Silas: Kalt, you’re crossing a line

Kalt: then don’t draw one

[aspeccharactersoftheday]

Cassian from Sleep of Eternity is asexual!

[jaecarys-jc-brooks]

Ashe: You're a lying, cheating piece of shit. You're not the man I married.

Kalt: Then we'll get a divorce, and I'm taking Dagen!

Silas: I think we should stop playing monopoly now.

[melaniem54]

Review: My Dragon Mate: (Mages of Ravenshire 1.5) by Stella Rainbow

Review: My Dragon Mate: (Mages of Ravenshire 1.5) by Stella Rainbow

Rating: 3.25🌈 When I was skimming through various titles, looking for a new author and quick story to read, I came across My Dragon Mate by Stella Rainbow, listed as a standalone Bi-awakening Fated Mates Romance. No reference to a series. Not in the title I was looking at. New author, fantasy romance with a found family. I’m in. What I noticed immediately is the author’s note , inside, that…

[houseofperrault]

Behind the Scenes: Hullbeck House, Sunday, 9:54 AM

𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 | 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 | 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭

transcript under the cut

Evie: Yes, ma’am, the tour starts in Fairfoss, and then it’ll be on to Britechester, and then up to Granite Falls, then Brindleton Bay. That will be the first week.

Catherine: Great, thank you, Evie. We’ll be taking the train through the Ravenshire, yes?

Evie: Yes, ma’am. After Brindleton, we’ll fly into Cliffmont and then it’ll be back to the train. After that, we will…

[fatebreaking]

Eleanor A. Ravenshire - Witch Knight.

( And her hat, Momo. )

[cedrickholtstories]

“Loss”

Cedrick swirled the glass of whiskey about. The sounds of ice and liquid rang through his ears over the dim, dying, and crackling fire that he sat before. His free hand tossed forward a piece of crumbled parchment to stoke the flames. The Duke of Ravenshire found himself in the same spot rather frequently as of late. Ever since his son was born, he had been trapped inside of his head, far more than usual, contemplating his recent actions. As a father and as a husband. 

Two of the most important things to him in the world, now three, he nearly let slip through his fingers, merely because of selfish desires. Ones that he justified by saying, “I have no choice.”, “I must see this through, for my brothers in arms, because I am a man of honor.”, people that he truly did not care for. Not truly. There was absolutely no one in all of Azeroth that he loved and cared for more than his wife and children, yet he put everything he could before them. For reasons that were unknown to even Cedrick himself. 

All of his life, despite his upbringing in a rich noble family, Cedrick had experienced nothing but loss. Such experiences stained his very being for the rest of his life, such traumatic experiences scarred him, just as they would anyone else. 

The loss of his mother, the hatred that his father bore toward him, the loss of his mentor and true father figure, the negativity that the rest of his family still bear toward him to this day, the loss of his best friend at the hands of the horde, his time in the field of war, his abduction by his wife’s former employer, and countless other memories. 

They all have something in common. They pale in comparison to even the thought of having lost Venreena, Olivia, and Elijah.

Cedrick handles himself daily, he copes with what he has gone through, just as everyone does. He has his brother, sister, wife, and children all there to help him through, just as everyone has something that helps. But if he were to lose three of the most important people in his life. Two of his blood and the only woman he has ever and will ever truly love? It would break him.

So there he sat, as he contemplated the thought of losing Venreena and his children, and there he sat, as he vowed to himself that he would never leave them again. 

No matter what.

[ @venreenaholt @jacob-holt @allisianaholt @holtandthornetradingco ]