Guilds

Augury is a druidic and or nature based guild, which focuses primarily on the well being of the outside world. Members of this guild must be ready to either fight to protect from invasion, offer healing services using magic or potions, or do research. This research may include the study of plants and their uses in fighting or healing, learning what threats may arise in the world such as plague or unnatural beasts, and collecting knowledge on animal lore. Of course this research is not limited to these categories, and neither is anything else listed. These are merely guidelines to help understand the guild's purpose. If trouble arises, Augury must be ready and willing to fight back anything which might encroach on nature's territory and be able to heal the land and people from anything that might befall them. Augury is also not limited to a certain sect. We do not deny those warriors or monks who wish to truly help quell the destruction of war in any form.

Allow us to welcome you into the family of the Eyes of Eventide. Our sole purpose is to see that information needed for the greater good of life within the realm is procured and distributed as needed for a better tomorrow. In this, life must some times be taken, and that is where you come in. We are a family, ever vigilant to protect our own and our goals. Secrecy is a must. Allowing the world to know we exist compromises our ability to see that the line of great lords and hungry tyrants are upheld. Once among our ranks you are forever family, and as I'm sure you've been told, the only way of leaving the family is through the warm embrace of death. We want each and every member to find there place within our ranks and hold a position that they enjoy. We will do everything in our power to see that every member is happy and well taken care of. Should you prove your worth, our will and offering to you will only grow. You are the shadow in dusk's failing light. You are the mist within the air ever vigilantly listening to all that is around you. You are the key fitting the lock that weighs whether one rises or falls. So I ask you this... Are you ready my brethren of the Eyes of Eventide?

Shindekus is a Mercenary guild focused around both receiving and delivering requests to those best suited for them. The Guild itself is formed of ranks within ranks, once enough actions are taken, or a Grand enough action is taken, One such member is allowed access to a Higher Tier "pass" These Passes allow Adventurers to access the higher difficulty requests based upon how High of a Tier their Pass is. The guild provides a place to stay as well as a place to gather wither other adventurers so one should be forced to travel alone. Shindekus representatives will accept all quests given to them and will send them back to the Guild base of operations to give out the tasks based on what type of skills will be required for the missions. The guild itself is willing to even offer such requests to outside adventurers should none within the guild be suited for the task. All requests that are taken on can either be taken on solo or they can be taken on in a small or large group. When working in a group, the Adventurer with the highest tier pass will determine the availability of harder requests.

Formed as a combination mercenary guild and outreach group, the Silver Daggers make it their mission to help the little people. If you find yourself, your problems, forgotten in the grand scheme of things and have nowhere else to turn, the Daggers are there to help. To the farmers, the fruit sellers, the barkeeps, the details of a journey across continents to fight a great evil don't matter. What matters is the farmer's fields stripped of grain by an army on the move. The tiny hamlets left with nothing after an unruly band of mercenaries comes through. Or the girl selling flowers to help her family who can't any longer, because monsters from her nightmare sowed her flower garden with the blood of her neighbors. It is situations like these, and countless others, that the Daggers gather to help. Be it picking flowers for a little girl, or helping an aging blacksmith with a large order of horseshoes, it is the intent, the desire to make the world a brighter place for the people that don't flock to the call of the horns of war. Gathering for the sake of others, not for glory, not for riches, only to bring a smile to a child's face, or dry a grieving widow's tears. That is the call of the Silver Daggers.

The Sisterhood of the White Lily is a company of women who share only one thing in common, ambition. In an effort to give women resources and room to succeed, the founding Sisters made a pact to pool resources and expertise to achieve high goals that would be otherwise difficult on their own. Sisters are expected to give any aid they can to one who requests it, as when one sister succeeds, they all benefit from having new assets or power to call on. All women who have the will to give aid and ambition to become greater than themselves are welcome to join. Often, girls in orphanages are also chosen to join the ranks and trained to be either sword-hands or magic users to aid elder sisters in their goals. The Sisterhood refuses men to join their ranks, as they believe women are the ones most in need of community resources, and men are capable of succeeding on their own. There are few rules once someone enters the sisterhood. There is no requirement for any member to like each other, but there is an expectation that no sister should have open hostilities with one another. Should any sister lag in their responsibilities for aid or become a detraction from the sisterhood, they will be banished, and at the worst offenses, made for the target of the sisterhood's wrath.

Throughout the realm Jars of unknown origin and temperamental, divine magic have been found. Sareniti, drawn to them, part of them has collected those found. These Jars, on opening, have been known to imbue those caught in the magical explosion with power. A power of a precarious and prophetic sight. Some are gifted with a third eye, others a tattoo upon their brow, and others an item. These people are the Sombulans. New to the land, they come from all walks of life. However, they all speak of a vision on receiving the power. Given a choice to accept it, they are all granted with the same vision on acceptance. A stark vision where Ariandor rises from the seas, floating high into the sky. Soon followed by that of a blindfolded woman with a multi-chromatic third eye. No one can say who or what the woman in the vision is, but it speaks to a great change coming. For now, they band together, joined by their shared vision and shared prophecy. They try to bring their visions to Tirradyn as warning and as hope.