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Galatea: The Last Whisperer

When the last whisperer is murdered, the fate of Athyria hangs in the balance. But a glimmer of hope arises in the form of a young girl, Galatea, who discovers that she has the ability to see and communicate with the fayes of Aelfrey. Suddenly, she finds herself thrust into the role of the new whisperer, with the weight of an entire land on her shoulders. Gala quickly learns that she cannot do this alone. With the help of the stern commander in chief, Alvaro, the two set out to rediscover the lost dimensions and reunite Athyria under the guidance of their sacred goddess, Dylareia. But they soon realize that they are not the only ones with an interest in this journey. As they journey through the different dimensions, Gala and Alvaro encounter unexpected allies and foes, each with their own agendas and secrets. But as their journey progresses, Gala begins to suspect that the true enemy may be closer than they ever imagined. As she grapples with her newfound power and the responsibility it brings, she must also navigate the complex relationships and intricate politics of the different beings of Athyria. Can she rise to the occasion and fulfill the prophecy, or is Athyria doomed to remain divided forever?

Missy_Castillo · Fantaisie
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Alvaro was still disgruntled with what he found out about Urulg's real age and the shocking truth that orcs don't actually eat fayes.

His eyes moved to every orc passing by him while he sat in one of the seats of their dining hall, surrounded by the high-ranking orcs of their packs, including Urulg and his parents.

"So, what help do you need, Alvaro?" It was Orakh who asked first.

His eyes shifted towards the gigantic orc in front of him. He even had to lift his head to meet his eyes. Unlike Urulg, he did not have any gashes on his face, and his eyes were as sharp as the eyes of the hawk; the golden orbs of its eyes steadily bore into him. Sharog, Urulg's mother, silently observed him beside Orakh; her already felted hair fell just above her bottom. No one would expect that, despite their scary appearance, they were actually benevolent. Orcs were misunderstood creatures.