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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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Lizardmen

On another land, under the sweltering sun, two horses rode. Their silvery white fur shone like diamonds as they ran across the sand. On one, two men rode and on the other, a woman controlled the reins.

"Say again, why the hell am I boiling over here?" Sweat flowed down Nibur's thick brown beard and to his iron rings.

"Because the king has ordered it," Dalyor said. His face was stone-like.

"A lady should not walk under the sun," Chaenath complained while she fanned with her hands.

"A woman with nothing on the chest is not a woman," Nibur gave out a shout.

Chaenath took her bow. "Say that with an arrow in your head," she aimed at Nibur.

"It was a joke. Don't you people know what jokes are?" Nibur covered his face.

"Keep quiet or I will push you down from the horse," Dalyor said.

Nibur looked around and saw dunes all across. Far away to his left and right, he thought he saw blue waves.