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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 saviour's cloak

"How do you know that guy?" Osmond asked.

Riley looked at Osmond and went back to look at the road. "You mean Cooper? I used to come around here."

"For what?" Osmond asked curiously.

"Well, my family lives around here," he said smiling.

The inn was in the middle of the town. It was a maroon two-storied building. A board hung in front with a bed engraved on it.

They opened the door and went to the counter. The receptionist was a brunette with cream-coloured skin and thick red lips. Her bosoms were large and heavy and she wore a dark green dress. Her hair was tied in a bun to her behind. Her brown eyes looked up when she heard the sound of the door.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" She asked bowing.

"Hello, get us a room with two beds. One large another small if possible," Riley said and placed some coins on the counter.

"You are lucky. We have a room for you," she took the coins and counted.