Imperial Highway - Side Forest (180 league to El-Glasya)
Forcas was stunned to discover these riches.
What manner of Djinn left these here?
Sensing something amiss, He looks around.
Failing to find anything. he calls for his men
"Men!!! Gather round!"
"Aye, Milord."
"Sure thing Milord."
Coming near, they were as flabbergasted as he was!
"Milord, how did these get here?" asked one of his soldiers.
Raum, however, drew his bow and nocked an arrow to it
"I don't like this Milord. What manner of mad creature would just up and leave these riches?"
One step ahead of his subordinates, Forcas was already scanning the area with his Fallen Arts.
Focusing his attention to his inner self, he began his Minor Cant
" Body is the home of Soul,
Soul is the beacon of Power,
I am the One blessed with Power,
Heed my call and Warn me!
Dark Augury!"
a faint wave seems to emanate from Forcas and begins to inundate the surrounding.
Confident that the quarry wouldn't be able to detect his divination, Forcas unleashed his power.
However.
Boom!
A shockwave hits them all!
"what was that?"
"It came from over there!" The men pointed deeper into the forest.
What? This can't be. Only a person practicing the Arts would be able to do as such. Forcas is worried of the implication this fact brings.
Something isn't right with this situation!
T.B.C.
Monday, April 11, 2016
CH 002 : What is this?
Imperial Highway.
Forcas ponders the meaning of the slaughter.
Was it just humans indulging in their wanton greed and bloodlust?
Even he is unsure of this, though he has spend decades observing humans.
Like other Nobles in the realm, he himself has a collection of human thralls.
However, out of his fascination with them, his human thralls enjoy a high degree of autonomy within his territory.
In fact, and as scandalous as this may seem to other Nobles, his human thralls are educated with the level of knowledge according to their age and occupation.
And not only humans. Even other Fey that was captured in battles and put to thralldom, he was kind and provided them with all the amenities required and even educated them.
This resulted in a territory of mixed heritage and culture.
His thralls are well aware of their better lot as compared to their brethren in other Noble's territory. As such, while there is the occasional resentment of their thralldom, they are quite grateful towards Forcas.
They are quite aware of their Noble Lord's eccentricity. However, after decades of watching him being nothing but kind to them, they have concluded that while thralldom is loathsome, at least his territory is better than others.
As he ponders this, he was distracted when he heard a rustling at the side of the road.
Pulling his horse over, he headed to the source of the sound.
Well aware that his eccentricity have earned him scorn and even enmity in some others, he dismounted and drew his sabre.
Slowly approaching the bushes, he was surprised to find nothing but heaps of gold, jewelries and weapons.
What is this?
T.B.C.
Forcas ponders the meaning of the slaughter.
Was it just humans indulging in their wanton greed and bloodlust?
Even he is unsure of this, though he has spend decades observing humans.
Like other Nobles in the realm, he himself has a collection of human thralls.
However, out of his fascination with them, his human thralls enjoy a high degree of autonomy within his territory.
In fact, and as scandalous as this may seem to other Nobles, his human thralls are educated with the level of knowledge according to their age and occupation.
And not only humans. Even other Fey that was captured in battles and put to thralldom, he was kind and provided them with all the amenities required and even educated them.
This resulted in a territory of mixed heritage and culture.
His thralls are well aware of their better lot as compared to their brethren in other Noble's territory. As such, while there is the occasional resentment of their thralldom, they are quite grateful towards Forcas.
They are quite aware of their Noble Lord's eccentricity. However, after decades of watching him being nothing but kind to them, they have concluded that while thralldom is loathsome, at least his territory is better than others.
As he ponders this, he was distracted when he heard a rustling at the side of the road.
Pulling his horse over, he headed to the source of the sound.
Well aware that his eccentricity have earned him scorn and even enmity in some others, he dismounted and drew his sabre.
Slowly approaching the bushes, he was surprised to find nothing but heaps of gold, jewelries and weapons.
What is this?
T.B.C.
Saturday, April 9, 2016
CH 001 : The Village
The Village
The child stares blankly into the sky. Tears flowing silently, He closes the child's eyes. Even then, the tears will not stop. How may tears be stopped when one sees slaughter wreaked upon innocent people? Everywhere he looked, he sees the evidence of an orgy of slaughter and hate.
There, an old man pinned to the wall by a spear. In the alley between two houses, he spies the legs of a woman, spread open and still in death. He sees children cut down where they stood in a group.
"Damned Humans!! What did we ever do to you but exist?"
Anger threatens to overwhelm him, yet keep it under control he must. The safety of the refugees from this village lies under his purview still. This village of wood elves was supposed to be his next stop on his patrol. Only the fleeing refugees from the slaughter warned him of what happened and made him hasten in the hopes of stopping the massacre and if possible, save anyone still alive.
Such hope came to naught.
Such hope came to naught.
"My Lord Forcas, we find no Humans within the vicinity. We have however, found the trail of the animals that did this..... Travesty"
"What are your orders My Lord?"
His scout leader, Raum, interrupts his reverie
"What are your orders My Lord?"
His scout leader, Raum, interrupts his reverie
Much as he would like to chase them down and subject them to his Fallen Arts, the safety of the refugees comes first.
"We return. The safety of our vassals are our main concern now. We will hunt these animals some other time. And when we do, we shall..... Indulge"
Saying that, he gives the order to move out and return to El-Glasya-Labolas, the jewel of the Empire. The Empire will surely be better equipped to assist the refugees there. It will take them a few weeks, with the village being located at the border and a distance of roughly 100-200 leagues lying between them and their object of travel.
During the travel, he was forced to think of how to phrase his report to His Excellency, The High Regent. A wrongly worded report will certainly ignite the spark of war between The Fey Empire and the world of Humans. Though He is sure The Fey Empire will come out glorious, he has a soft spot for humans.
The shortly lived humans seems like jewels to him. They lived such short lives, but oh what shining bright lives. Is it because their haste to accomplish things within their short lives that makes them shine so? He ponders this.
T.B.C.
The shortly lived humans seems like jewels to him. They lived such short lives, but oh what shining bright lives. Is it because their haste to accomplish things within their short lives that makes them shine so? He ponders this.
T.B.C.
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