Regnum The 5th Age


Where am I?

Hello there, everyone welcome! My name is Tammokan, and I am your bard this evening. Yes don't let my silver scales or tongue trick you into thinking this story will be the droning of ancient rhetoric. Nay my good friends you are privileged to hear about the tale of…

Hmmm… no no one second every good tale deserves a name… hmmm We shall call this Tale the "Cleaving of the Cloven Citadel!"

Yes let me tell you of the band of brave adventurers chosen to join the Guardians of the Accord as Journeyfolk Field Agents selected by the Living Weapons themselves!


Well our journey begins in the country of Yin-Drakkos, and further down the Isthmus is the city of Firam. Our band of heroes appeared their in the grand inn known throughout the land as "The Drakkos Respite!" Well it may not be known, known if you catch my meaning but tell this tale to those you know and it certainly will soon change! Just don't forget to mention you heard it from ole Tammokan!

Soon our group of heroes were fed, given their first assignment and basic supplies. Now to investigate the raids happening to the plantations that grew the Silver Lotus used in so many healing salves and potions to this very day! It was a cool day with a light wind in the jungle outside town on a Thursday, 27th of Fravasin in the year 15030 A.T.

They spotted Kobolds raiding a wagon and most of the band was able to launch a surprise strike which made the battle vicious, but ultimately short. However, they found a survivor and that person mentioned his companion which appeared to be dead or at the least missing. There was some evidence of a path down the road and you'll have to wait till after this beer to learn more! If you feel like hearing more of the story just tip ole Tammokan, because it makes buying the beer easier.


Dear Sariel:

I hope this letter finds you well. I should start off clearing the air about my disappearance. I had been spending the evening in Laira’s Den just off-campus with a few peers when one of the Guardians entered. Apparently they had interviewed a number of other people in the den, but decided on myself. Who knows why, they aren’t the most expansive type. After it’s interview of me it eventually left and I suppose I fell asleep because the next thing I knew I awoke with some travelling gear in an empty room with several other people.

I haven’t quite gotten the hang of their names, but quite a few of them are from Berkay. Of course they were all lowborn so I’ll be handling them. We awoke in ‘The Drakkos Respite’, a large hotel of high repute in Yin-Drakkos. The six of us were sent to aid in the defense of one of the Silver Lotus farms just outside the city of Firam. After a morning of exquisite hospitality we left onto the road towards the farm when we discovered a kobold party raiding a shipment of leaves. It took barely any time to dispatch them of course. After investigating the scene we found one of the drivers with barely a breath left to him. We rested near the cart believing the danger had been dealt with. We realized this folly when we were attacked by a set of scavenging awakened trees. We figured out later that they likely followed the kobolds devouring their victims.

We eventually arrived in Arventa Plata. We discovered a number of things, the kobolds along with lizardfolk are inhabiting a crevasse located in the ‘Ashen Plain’. Plenty of rumours circulate it as the origin of a Dragon’s divinity, which is backed up quite well by the inexplicably barren grounds where nothing can grow. A few structures within the crevasse support the theory that the Cloven Citadel is located en subterra. Besides that, we are not the first to be tasked with defending the plant. Another group, one of which was related with a local member of the clergy, had attempted to deal with the raiders but have gone missing – I believe I carry one of their swords. Though it took nearly all day to discover all this we leave tomorrow to begin a direct investigation of the groups inhabiting the Plain. It will be difficult, but I believe our best efforts will be extended counter-raiding party to whittle their forces down in order to gain entry, but a silent approach may also be possible. I will write again when our task is accomplished.

Your brother,


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I am already liking this Tammokan fellow! May he live long, drink many drinks, and bless us with richly told stories!


I like Tammokan. He is everything a bard should be.


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