The Founding of Inverness: From Frontier Outpost to Royal Capital
The city of Inverness, now the political and cultural centre of Eyehasseen, began its existence under far humbler circumstances. Continue Reading
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The city of Inverness, now the political and cultural centre of Eyehasseen, began its existence under far humbler circumstances. Continue Reading
This is the Theatre of Lanterns, the oldest performing house in the Kingdom, and certainly the strangest. Some call it haunted. Some call it blessed. All agree it is unlike anything else in Eyehasseen.Continue Reading
And it is along these unpredictable waters that the Royal Coast Guard keeps its eternal vigil—an old service with a young spirit, made up of sailors who seem born with saltwater in their blood.Continue Reading
The Great Northreach Famine, which lasted from the late spring of 742 until the first harvest of 745, remains one of the most consequential domestic crises in the recorded history of Eyehasseen. It reshaped the administration of the northern provinces, altered the relationship between the Crown and the countryside, and left a legacy of both reform and trauma that endured for generations.Continue Reading
The Elderfen Marshes have always carried a reputation for secrets. The reeds whisper even when there is no wind, the water moves even when nothing disturbs it, and the fog lingers long after sunrise as if reluctant to surrender whatever it hidesContinue Reading
The Spine of Tarnfell is not a path; it is a test. A narrow ribbon of ancient stone walks the clouds, winding across jagged peaks and wind-carved ridges where the sky feels close enough to touch and the earth feels a lifetime away. Travelers say the Spine is where the Kingdom stands tallest and where men discover whether they, too, can stand tall.Continue Reading
The Coastal Tram Line is older than half the villages it serves, a rattling silver spine running along the kingdom’s western edge. It hugs the cliffs, dives through marshy inlets, rattles across wooden trestles, and pauses in towns that smell of brine and rope and bread left to cool in sea-wind.Continue Reading
Long before the cocks crow in the village of Highmere Cross, before a single shutter swings open or a single chimney breathes its first sigh of morning smoke, the bakery of Old Thom Varrow is already awake. Continue Reading
In the summer of Year 913, a ship called The Wind’s Account limped into Inverness Harbour under a false flag and a tattered sail. Among its cargo—hidden behind crates of salted herring and lamp oil—were dozens of looted paintings, icons, and reliquaries from across the war-torn eastern realms.Continue Reading
The battle that followed became legend. The pirates, anchored in a crescent formation, unleashed their cannon as the Valiant approached – but Dane, using the morning glare to blind their gunners, held his fire until the last possible moment. Then, swinging broadside at less than fifty yards, he gave the order: “Run out and fire as she bears!”Continue Reading
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