Post by Coalcraft on Sept 2, 2013 15:40:10 GMT -5
Welcome to a city without sunlight.
Twenty seven turns ago, the last Weyrwoman sold her Weyr. Now Igen belongs to the Masters; mysterious beings cloaked in red robes that came from Between the night the last gold on Pern laid her clutch. The Masters brought with them the Bazaar, a market where you can buy anything you desire... so long as you can pay the price.
But is the Bazaar worth the price? Igen Weyr lays under the sands now and it took its holds with it. The Neath is a place of deception and secrets, a world where firelizards can speak and souls are just another thing to be bought and sold in the bazaar. They say you can buy anything in the Neath.
That is, if you're willing to pay the price.
Welcome, delicious friend, to a Pern under the sands.
We Are:
A crossover between Dragonriders of Pern and Fallen London that is focused on intrigue and player run plots!
A noncanon site without sexuality or gender based Impressions.