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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

TheLastOne95 · 奇幻
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Getting ready

"We need to get you girls, some armour and weapons. Then we have to come back here with the paper stamped by the blacksmith," Valora muttered.

Valora called the coachman and he woke up from his sleep. He turned the carriage around and went near them.

"Do you know a blacksmith near the docks, owned by one Gerald?" Valora asked the coachman.

The coachman nodded and the party entered as before. The carriage moved for some time and they reached the place. Valora got out of the carriage to be surrounded by the smell of salt and seawater. Ships were lined on the docks and from them, Valora saw mackerels, clams, crabs and fruits carried away by men. Seagulls perched on the masts of ships and stray cats waited for the food to fall from carts.