Welcome to Kynexia, a kingdom in the world of Phagrea. This is the tale of four young adults destined for greatness (or death, depending on Clay). Among the things you'll find here are journals, arranged by days, of the participating characters, written by the players who play them. Also, original works by the players, the stories that make the world the world, rules conventions that we use that are not found in the game books, and other things of interest that we put up.
Essentially, this is a repository for our work on this game and an effort to compile information about the game world (should we like it enough to develop and/or utilize it more in the future(unless Dane destroys the world, which he is apt to do.)).
Life has a funny way of getting in the way of things. We had to put the game on hold for a while due to some things happening in people's lives. Dane got married, so Leyria is without a dedicated player right now. Not quite sure what became of Clay, but Hei left the group...So now we've added a few new players and have resumed the travels of the Orphans of Leavesdown, with new orphans of otherdowns. Or something.
Please note that my webpage building skills are virtually non-existant. Please be patient with me.
Please check back often as we will be updating the site as often as possible and logical.
Thanks-
Dave
Don’t bother to travel to Leavesdown my friend
There’s no one to greet you at that journey’s end
A man in black armor on a steed white as snow
Whipped the wrath of his sword and let the blood flow
Ashes, that’s all that is left of my home
Now through the wide world with my friends do I roam
Finding our way here the best that we can
But our dreams are still haunted by that Hell serving man.
Sometimes I’m confused ‘bout this turbulent world
And the role into which, we all have been hurled
There are men with two faces and gods of strange ways It gets harder to tell who your friends are these daysBe ready to have your world turned upside down
If you think you are safe in your quiet little town
And don’t bother to travel to Leavesdown my friend
Cause there’s no one to greet you at that journey’s end.
(copyright 2007 Eric Szathmary)
Valkor Reeveson
Royce Smithson