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Age Of The Red Demons Ghosti'dor
Ul Thera watched from very high up as the cold night winds blew over Ghosti'dor where she stood away from him, proud and secluded on the lowlands. He could see the lighted torches that lined her little borders, forming her walls and guarding her magic, keeping her evils forever in their place.With his three legs, and hyming a quiet rhythm to his heart, he stepped slowly towards the sight, marvelling at the history of these lands.There before him was the land of the dead on the land of the living. Ghosti'dor, the legendary world of nightsingers. Haunted by spirits, housing the dead, and ruled by the living.Very long ago, this land was no more than a barren lowland of strife, pain, hunger and nothing. A land of slaves and peasants, with no place in the world of kings and lords. Until the bequest of the great dragon.Ruby, the great paragon of envy came to them in her mighty wings and colourful flight, bringing an offer to these people of the lowlands. The great dragon gave to them a
Age Of The Red Demons The Return
Away from Ghosti'dor and back to Meredith, within and around the wall of the royal palace. Soldiers stood at every corner, alert and aware of every single bird and wary of every little fly that dared to cross into the large royal territory.The day was nearing its end when the two siblings appeared before the royal palace, astride a single horse. Sighting them from far off, the bells of the kingdom soared loud and high into the skies, blasting forth to announce their return.The lords gathered in one accord, spreading around the high parts of the palace building and staring down at the incoming horse which strode slowly into the palace.There below them were the two unbelievable beings who had dared to cast away with a royal prisoner and yet walk back into their midst like nothing had happened. Any king would have had their heads for such atrocity. It was indeed an act of treason, deserving of death and worthy of annihilation.But when it came to royalty, the rules had to bend. These
Age Of The Red Demons The Procession
"Many years ago, all these lands that you see were just one. Meredith, Vaile, Hayden, Hailey, all one. And Albane it was called."King Morrys was seated on his throne as he dived into history, his son standing a few paces in front of him and his historian at a corner, keeping note of facts."There was peace. The waters were calm, heeding to the wishes of the witches. The air was easy for the wizards to control. And the people were soft for the king to rule. Overwhelmed by the peace and quiet, the king of that time had too much freedom, so he decided to fall in love. Not with any noble woman, but with a maid of the palace."Morrys was talking about an old story. The story of the last king of the four kingdoms, King Drax the last.He was the first man of royalty who would profess his love for a commoner. And the very first who would sire a child with a servant of the palace.The child grew with hate in his heart, despised by others closest to him. He was the first child, yet he was deni
Age Of The Red Demons Death
In an old tavern along the round roads within the drunk streets of Meredith, a man had gotten too much to drink for himself."Fuck the king! Fuck his daughter! That little bitch has put us in war, and yet she sits behind that beautiful mansion as we march forth to fight!""Seeing that you're right in here drinking away your life, I can guess you didn't volunteer to fight for the king." Replied the woman who traded them their drinks from behind the bar where she stood.She had short hair and fast working hands. And as her daughter poured more wine for the rambling man, she cautioned. "That is enough, Brienne. Georje has had too much already. If he loses his head for his words, his blood would be on you."But Georje was not ready to quit his wine. "Hey woman! So what if I don't march to war? My brother has gone to fight! And he is a fine warrior! In my case, war is not my talent. I fare better when I sit around and drink away my life. Now pour me some more wine, child!"But the woman wo
Age Of The Red Demons Offspring Of Sorcery
"I have to go warn them! I cannot stay here!"Percival stumbled to his feet. He could still feel a little pain somewhere around his neck and at his back, but he paid all that very little attention."I will not sit back and watch evil befall my entire family.""You still have a mother." Ircane uttered in a tone that depicted sarcasm. "And she loves you a lot.""You seem to think this is fun, old hag!" Percival shrieked in the old witch's direction. And she only giggled in reply."Be careful, Percival." Agnos warned. "You have her portion in your body, she can control every bone of your body. If she wishes, she can squash every single vessel that pumps blood into your stubborn heart."Percival only shunned his warnings. "I have no fear of her." He turned to the witch again. "Where were you when your kind were being hunted and killed by the king. You could not do a thing. Now, my family is riding towards doom and you expect me to be still? Just like you were? Never!"With that, he moved
Age Of The Red Demons The Battle Of One Night
"Join us, Ul Thera. And we shall rewrite the ways of this world. Segregations shall be cast away like little leaves under a fearsome wind by the reign of the red king! He shall replace order to the realm of men, a feat none of the four kings shall ever achieve!"As Soatio raised his cracked voice to the hearing of all, his people made noises to echo his words. At every pause he made, they screamed into the night."Who best reign as king over the wizards? Over the witches? The night singers? The mortal men? Who best unite the world of magic with the fold of the ordinary folk? None I tell you! None! But Zathryon! The red king! The king of demons! He has return to save us all from the lust of mortal kings!"As he said those things, his people howling in return, Ul Thera struggled to fight against himself.There before him was a chance to reclaim all he had lost, an alliance that would forge the return of his abandoned hope. The fulfillment of a dream he had nurtured since his youthful da
Age Of The Red Demons Death Of The Undying
Once upon a long time ago when men were boys, when the old was young and when the wise was foolish, Soatio the great chief of the night fell in love with Ircane the undying witch.She came to him as a priestess, eyes dazzling like the shine of the evening stars. Hers was the most beautiful face he had ever beheld. He could not help but think that all his motives in life were encompassed in her life with him.He thought that her white face was all that the blackness of his skin required. That her balls of light would balance his whorls of darkness. That her love was all he needed and all his dreams would be fulfilled.This he believed to his heart, but she was no goddess to make true his wishes. She never bore the same affection that he endured. In the end, she was only a witch who had come to him to learn a secret that can only be found in Ghosti'dor. He gave her everything she asked for and the ones she could not mention. She used him so much, and she used the secrets she stole from
Age Of The Red Demons Farewell
Over the cold waters on the isle of the witches, the trees mourned for the death of the undying witch.The witches felt a force like never before, rushing against their heart and telling them that they had just lost one of their own. They knew what had happened, but they could not help but be suprised."I know I am supposed to hate her, but isn't she an epitome of witchery? Who knew Ircane never left this world until now? Such a powerful witch she was! The heavens shall sing her name!". Teresa exclaimed in awe or respect. Marina was by her side as she said these things and to the witch mother, Teresa's words were far from truth.The witch mother had always known that the undying witch still lived. That Ircane was always alive within the walls of Meredith which in perfect irony was the worst place for a witch to hide her face. She could always feel her powerful presence anytime she used the power of the isle. Whenever she commanded the waters or used the plants. Ircane's aura always fo
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