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Winds of the cultivating Sky World spread like a rabid fire unchained by men or monsters, but these winds provide the sale of Salavanta’s ship. The stormbellow of the cloaked ship roars with the coming rain. Sounds of both elements mix and mash together like harmony gushing over a waterfall. The Translucent Sun is a one-of-a-kind ship made to cloak and under this ability birth from the arcane and technology, the ship moves faster by keeping the stormbellow at just enough power to float and turning the jets off. With the wind and rain picking up in the air, it is easy for the ship to travel faster within Sky World, but even more impressive is how silent the vessel is without the use of extra power propulsion and bare minimum gravitational support. A lot of the time the Sun moves over multiple ships without being detected this also made it hard for pending loyalists to find and capture the pirates that are on board. For there are a finite of people on the Translucent Sun. First, Salavan
The Dark Below Chapter One
A pale streak of moonlight illuminates a withering tree. It’s said that the Wildland’s beauty is sublime, but now the uncaring hands of darkness linger through these woods. Even with the lively leaves on the trees and beautiful shades of brown that make up the trunks, something is off. Bracts descend from the trees, but before the cotyledons hit the forest grounds, the pads turn into nothing, molding away out of existence. Some of the bark from the tree trunks wavier from the cold winds. A piece blows off, and the husk falls on the bright teal grass. The woodchip wilts away, and the dirty brown plank remnants flow in the air like smoke from burning bodies. This haunting land smells like rotting flesh with the absence of human life conflicts with the new natural order of its surroundings. This forest of horror houses death, and when one’s life flashes before their eyes on the brink of the end, one will know that even death may die. A paw steps on the messy ground between the dirt and
The Dark Below Chapter Two
“The world as we know it is gone. The tide came from death itself and swallowed our land. Through the power of our mana and our inventions, we have lifted the last remnants of our countries in the darkening skies and within the blackened realm of the heavens, we shall survive. Rather if you have aligned with the creatures that have forsaken our lands, split apart from our hovelled society, or turn to the life of piracy, it is my hope that we as man, orc, elf, and all the god creatures survive the dark torrent. Now go home. Spend time with your loved ones. Tell them that everything is going to be okay, we will survive the oncoming darkness and bask within their shadow and thrive.”- King Broadrick Jalafay, the Oath Keeper of Kales. Kales was once the capital of a beautiful western continent known as Obis. When the old ones braced to the surface of oceans, a flood swallowed the land. Before the rising tides could fully overrun Kales and a handful of other cities, human and
The Dark Below Chapter Three
A farm sits on the outskirts of Ny'thal, a country shadowed by blackness. In the abandoned grange are animals. A large gathering of chickens and cows but mostly these animals are sick or already dead. Upon the plantation rest several piles of animal bodies. The stacks of chickens look like they are corrupted. The veins have been pulled away from within the carcasses as if being heated to the point of meshing their insides, but not enough to boil and cook. Their eyes are black and match the same wavering dark cloud color that cast a shadow upon the hellscape of the floating land. Their bodies seem twisted and mutilated. Some of the innards of the polytree are not organs at all. Gravel and veins spill out from the foundation of the piles with blood providing the haunting mixture. Some of the chicks even had mushroom and spoiled bone fragments mixed in. The cows shared the same fate. Their eyes bleed a black liquid that smells like waste. The empty spaces of their stomachs are filled wit
The Dark Below Chapter Four
Within an open field rest a pillar of oaken wood. The alter stands high above the ground as if the importance of such a construct demanded an audience that looms just below it. The Jakalorn culture has deep roots with the goddess of the blight. The blight is heaven to the Jakalorn and building a pyre to the unending sky is the way to pay respect when a member of the ruling clan perishes. At the very point of the wooden tower rest a bed in the shape of the Jakalorn insignia and upon that wooden bed is the body of the king's first and only born; Varick. On the ground level of the plain is Malakai and his beloved Ellensandria. Behind him are a plethora of other dark elves to show their respects. The help from the castle like the masonry and other slaves. Other scouts that were in Varick's unit are there as well along with other soldiers. Malakai holds a torch in his hand while everyone else has a rose. Roses are the payment for Fae and the fire is the method of travel. The sun burns brig
The Dark Below Chapter Five
The cell blocks are located just along the southern border of Kales. Its shapely outline is made like a circle of stone. Within the inside of the circle are multiple steel cages that are welded tightly with the rock outer layer, but the landscape does not stop there. Going inwards, there is another stone circle close to the welded cages and on the other side of that wall are more cages. This structure repeats sixteen times until it gets to a foothold in the middle where all the guards live, sleep, and do their work. Most of the cages are filled with criminals that have broken the king's laws. There is a mix of crimes such as murders, thieves, and rapists, but also smaller-time offenders like petty thieves and speaking out and denouncing the king. All who even dare speak ill will about the boy king of Kales are doomed to live the rest of their days within the steel cages. Among those inmates is the captain that has been long since forgotten, Salavanta. Even though she is a one-of-a-k
The Dark Below Chapter Six
The cold wind bellows within the early night. Shivering sensations reap within the tired bones of the traveling trio that rides to the blackened and fallen kingdom. With the sensation of the cold draft comes the frosty rain. Droplets pillage the abyssal knight’s armor. On impact, the water retaliates by splashing along other parts of the metal suits but then dissipating altogether with the soil of a grassy and plain field. The smell of the coming storm wiggles the nose of the lead rider, Scar. It is a talent to smell a storm before the weathering entity hits the land in which he is in. Like most old, season orc, warriors, he is no stranger to war caught in the eye of the storm, in fact, he embraced it. The creature has fond memories of fighting inside a storm for that battlefield signified the end of the beginning, or some might say the beginning of the end. In the distance, the warrior's eyes fall upon the kingdom that never was meant to be and it makes his skin crawl. His seasoned a
The Dark Below Chapter Seven
The smell of the crisp waves at sea flows up into the air and waivers between the noses of men and women alike. The Circle is a place with uncharted mystery and a domain where only the truly evil resides in the dark below. Its three pillars float within the sky itself like most massive lands within sky world. These columns are thick enough to house the people that call the three floating islands home. All three of the stations are made from rock but crafted in a cytometrical way. The bottom of the pillars is sharp, pointy, and small while going upward, the column becomes wider with more and more space. Beneath the foundation of each rest a stormbellow that constantly is in a state of movement, preventing the oddly shaped fortifications to fall into the black abyss sea that it hovers over. All three rock, man-made pillars are connected with one another by bridges; three in total. The first fort helms the living space of the Circle and education quarters. The lower levels, just above t
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