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Graeae: Land of beauty and nightmares

Beyond the Frozen ranges and through the Twin peaks of cruelty, the world of men ends. And this is where the Lord of destitute hibernate. His army of monsters, the destitute, consist of orcs, ogres, goblins and whatever cruel creature one could conjure. They come to the land of men, plunder, murder and take their women as playthings. They take their blood and feed it their lord – feeding him strength. On another part of Deimo, closer to the borders of Deino, lives a boy. He is not like the others around him, for his hair is blonde and his skin is pale. What's more, his father's hair is red and his mother's blue. His name – Osmond Ward. He didn't know nothing of the world, for he was merely seven. He didn't know he had the blood of the spirit of fire and water running through him. He didn't know that his family was banished, for his parents belonged to different castes; they followed different gods, and gods are selfish in their followers. But when the monsters came to his village, and when they killed his mother, he couldn't nothing but watch. His father died on that day, trying to help him escape. When he was taken in by his uncle, he had only thing in his mind; revenge. But for that, he need to see the world and learn. A world of Divine artifacts and chants. A world of elemental spirits and strange energies. A world of elves, the followers of light; dwarves, the followers of metal and rock; lizard men, the follower of sands, and demi-humans, the followers of lightning. A land of beasts and monsters. The land of Graeae, a land of beauty and nightmares. Additional tags: #dark #grimdark #darkfantasy #revenge #elves #dwarves #asofai #tolkien #gore #adult

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The ones who care

Their room was neither grandeur nor special, it was where newly hired servants lived. Maids, gardeners, cooks, cleaners and stable men loitered outside the room causing rackets. "How long are we going to stay here?" Colby asked others.

Anna was sitting on the bed with Fern. "We can't just leave from here. We need to see how they are doing?" She said.

"And how will staying here let us know that?" Colby asked.

Fern grabbed the light green drapes with worry in her eyes. "That woman and that girl, they were..." her words broke. "And Osmond... he turned into something we don't know of."

"But he saved us all and I think that is what that matters. I think we should go and talk to Osmond," he said and rose to his feet.

Behind the mansion, near the laundry where servants wrung and dried the clothes, Kira was getting scolded. "You shouldn't be too hard towards silk..." Abigail, an old woman with strands of grey hair on auburn said with a lofty air. "...or you will ruin it all."