The World of Secfenia

	It's MINING MONDAY! Every Monday, the daily wage of the mines will increase to 22f.

	It's WOODY WEDNESDAY! Every Wednesday, the Town Halls of Bravia will buy wood at 8.25f. Disclaimer: Must be offered to Town Hall only.

Aishe watched with interest as he shook the cup. She took a sip of whiskey while she did so, listening to the rattle of dice. The result was underwhelming, but he took it in stride as he pushed the dice back to her. She swapped her whiskey for the dice and began to shake the cup. It was while she wa...

“What is ours is yours. I think here you’ll find anything you need and if not, we will fix that.” [/color] She said warmly to all of them. Then she looked at Ylenia, “I’ll introduce you to my steward, Medhi, when she comes back from some errands. She can walk you through what the stewards tend to d...

It's a witch! It's a zombie! Nooo, it's a WOOD DRIVE! Pause the daily grind with something different. Chop wood for a pretty penny and become eligible for a fantastic prize! Prizes: First Place: A gemmed axe of your choosing Second Place: Plain axe Third Place: Oak axe Rules: Event runs from Octobe...

Aishe understood Akos’s hesitation. Pregnancy had proven to be dangerous for her. Her body was undead - permanently frozen at seventeen. The growth and support of new life was taxing. As pregnancy went on, she had grown weaker and frail, more human. She had even died from birth complications with th...

In the days following her correspondence with Cat, Aishe organized space for her friend within the house. It would do for now until Cat decided what she wanted to do - build her own house, buy a house, etc. A part of Aishe was concerned - their lives were different to that of Fenian nobility. She be...

Akos’s heart began to race, but Aishe resisted the attempt to move. Instead, she stayed put, caressing her with her gaze as she watched her mind work. It was a big ask. She knew that. Perhaps she was crazy. Yet, she felt a piece of them was missing and now that she spoke the idea aloud, it stuck to ...

Aishe laughed and shook her head against the pillows. “Hardly boring, ves’tacha. We lead exciting, or at least interesting, lives. It just feels like it’s been a while since we focused on us.” [/color] She wiggled closer, playfully nibbling her arm in return. She joked about how delicious she tasted...

The last three words hit a bit hard. She understood. She fully well knew the damage her fleeing reality did. Her actions had been purely selfish. She was an emotional person, which only strengthened when she was killed at seventeen. Her rage was in poor hands when it reared its head - powerful hands...