Fantasy

Crownlands of Solaris

Sigaojao

Solaris is a land of splendor built on silence. No one recalls what came before — and no one questions it. The sun shines, the mines thrive, yet unease clings to the air like smoke. Wanderers feel it. Dreamers see it. Then they vanish. Step carefully. The ground remembers what minds forget. A golden kingdom forged in blood and shadow. Follow the light—or embrace the truth in darkness. In Solaris, forgetting is survival. Remembering… that’s when the real danger begins.

Author's Note: Starting Points by Character 📍Rotting Prison Cell Title: The Crown’s Enemies Characters: Zayn, Marek, Kaela, Rhazir, Rowan, Skara Summary: Locked in a decaying cell. Tortured. Interrogated. Labeled as enemies of the crown. No rights, no hope—unless they make their own. ⸻ 📍Black Thorn Title: Cargo of the Damned Characters: Tink, Fetch, Tahlia Summary: Imprisoned aboard a slaver ship bound for an unknown fate. Chained, watched, and hours away from a likely sacrifice. Last chance to break free. ⸻ 📍Duskwarren Title: The Forgotten Streets Characters: Dorian, Nira, Faith Summary: Not behind bars—but still trapped. Life in the shadows of Solrend’s slums means poverty, violence, and no way out. Unless they fight for it. ⸻ 📍The Silent Rest Title: The Dead Don’t Stay Buried Character: Xander Summary: Woke up clawing through dirt. Buried in a mass grave, a burnt mark on your temple, and no answers. Just a second chance—and something dark watching.

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The Stormbound Tower

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(1788, -5541)

Description

Few dare approach the Stormbound Tower, where thunder never sleeps and the wind seems to whisper warnings in a forgotten tongue. Ancient glyphs flare to life during storms, casting fractured light over the tower’s cracked surface. Long ago, a scholar sought to mend something precious within these walls—a relic of balance, now lost. But fear and war shattered trust, and his efforts were buried in secrecy. Whatever knowledge he left behind is sealed deep within, guarded not by locks or keys, but by a living tempest bound in chains of command and will. Both shifter and centaur elders speak of the tower in hushed tones, never quite agreeing on what lies within... only that none who enter leave unchanged.

Appearance

The tower's dark stone is slick with rain, and the air crackles with latent energy. The glyphs glow intermittently, casting eerie shadows that dance across the ground. The remnants of the banners are tattered and faded, hinting at a once-great legacy.