Category Archives: Ezmereth Nemrin’s Story

“Approach, young Netherese,” said Escanor. “My brothers and I have been discussing you.” Ezmereth walked deeper into the chamber and bowed slightly towards Escanor Tanthul, one of the Princes of Shade. With him were his brothers Aglarel and Lamorak. All … Continue reading →

Shadowy tendrils followed Ezmereth’s blade as it flew out of its sheath. Umbra was its name, a dark blade forged from the Shadowfell by a Shadar-Kai smith from Gloomwrought. It had been passed on to Ezmereth from Ylormik, though how … Continue reading →

“How could anyone worship a fool?” Ezmereth said under his breath. “The true lord of magic demands that you disbelievers vacate his holy temple,” replied the ghastly voice. “It has no place for those who are steered wrongly by the … Continue reading →

A hundred years ago, the most recent deity of magic was Mystra, Lady of Mysteries. She was the third incarnation of said deity, being a mortal formerly known as Midnight, who was murdered on her home plane of Dweomerheart by … Continue reading →

The city of Shade, capital of Netheril, is a city floating miles in the air, looking down upon the landscape. Inaccessible by land, the only way to get to the city is to use an airship or powerful magic. Around … Continue reading →

“How do you expect to breach the defenses Master?” The old man quietly stared back at his young pupil, his gaze cold and focused, his face partially covered by his long black hair that blew back and forth in the … Continue reading →