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Merfolk of Randos
The first thing that one will notice when they lay eyes on a Mer is the ornate mask that is afixed to their faces. No one is sure what lies beneath it but the mask itself is rather unusual. The mask is crafted from an assortment of shells in the image of a human face. This practice of wearing these masks goes as far back as anyone can remember. The Merfolk have an admiration for humans, seeing them as their protectors. Time and time again, men have proved themselves to be allies to the Merfolk, whether they live in their waters or the seas abroad, men tend to arrive at the perfect time to be their saviors. This has resulted in the custom of mask wearing in their likeness and returning the favor in being devoted allies to the nations of men when they are in need of them.
By Braison Cyrus4 years ago in Fiction
Here there be Dragons
The promise of 'here there be dragons' had lured James to the sea. His plan was to sail to the edges of the ocean, find and train a dragon and take it as his steed. Of course, the minute he, only fourteen at the time, had told the crew on board, he’d damn near been laughed off the ship.
By Flora Nickels4 years ago in Fiction
Origa Omnicum
The origin myth of Randos is as biased as it is complicated. The Elven and Mennic retellings of the story always seem to be skewed toward their gods being the most righteous and true. Through compiling the different tales, though difficult, it’s possible to reach an unbiased conclusion through shared themes in both of their stories. The men seem to believe that they and their gods were wronged by the ancient spirits of elves and their gods while elves portray it all as a misunderstanding. We will try our best to compile both myths to see what we can agree upon in both cultures and hopefully reach some sort of philosophical and theological bedrock.
By Braison Cyrus4 years ago in Fiction
Your Move
The wardrobe door scrapes open and there’s an unmistakable crunching sound of drawers being carelessly opened and closed. Jane takes another sip of barely lukewarm coffee and listens to the creak of floorboards overhead as they wander from room to room.
By Caroline Craven4 years ago in Fiction
Thicker Than Water
The fluorescent light in the kitchen flickered to life and I got my first look at my attacker, my older brother Donny, leaning hard against the Formica countertop. He was heavier than I remembered. His face looked swollen, weathered by life, like a man who had aged double in the years I’d been gone, but it was him for sure.
By B.P. McGinn4 years ago in Fiction
Individual
Captain Aaron Peteras of the Newcast Police Department stepped out of the rear of the Heavy Response Vehicle. His large muscular figure emerged, clad in his heavy black armor, with his subordinates following behind him. He took a look at the police response that had been here previously. Mostly peace officers who were here attempting to keep bystanders at bay.
By Nick Halliday4 years ago in Fiction
