The following are some brief exxcerpts that highlight the more violent side of the series.
“A mage” the lieutenant growled. He said this as people began crowding into the keep. He was almost swept away by the volume of terrified fighters coming in. “Don’t stand together! Don’t stand densely!” the lieutenant warned but it was too late. Through the crowd of bodies he saw Rook emerge from one of the towers. The last thing the lieutenant saw in the living world was Rook gesturing in his direction and then a fireball coming his way…
Up on the hill, the five Chazzans were shocked when a scorighter teleported into being right beside them. One of the five was a talented mage, but the scorighter recognized him for what he was by his necklace of orbs, and slew him first. The Chazzans scattered and hurriedly drew their weapons to defend themselves. The first of the four tried to sever his head. The scorighter did not parry, instead he ducked his head and stopped the sword by grabbing it in his teeth. His return stab finished the human. As two more men came at him with their swords, one from either side, demon jumped back with astounding speed and grace. Before the two realized what had happened they were both attacked by the scorighter who now fought with two blades.
The Chazzans were holding out against the tide of demons. There were many breaches in the wall which provided the demons many ways into the Chazzan line, but they were so narrow and well defended that the demons simply could not make any headway. The spearheads of scorighters had enjoyed limited success, but the Chazzans were too skilled to be pushed back. It was clear that if the demons were to engage the Chazzans then they’d need to break down more of the wall. The portable rams scrambled to see to this. The Chazzan legionnaires fought by holding their large shields in front of their bodies to keep themselves safe while stabbing out at the demons from behind their protection. In this way they could keep themselves safe while still striking the enemy down. This tactic worked against the servants, but scorighters had an annoying tendency to press against the shield and force the legionnaire back, thus compressing the Chazzan line. Though very well organized, the chaos of the fighting was causing the Chazzan soldiers to grow more disorderly.
A horn of Verrelinorian build rang out, and the Verrelinorians charged the demon army. Across the field, at the exact same time, the oran horsemen charged the demons. Like a mighty pair of jaws, the two cavalry forces closed in on the vast bar of demonic soldiers. On Karylia’s signal, the surviving valkyries fired their bows at the demons. The arrows thudded into their victims seconds before the Verrelinorian riders collided with them.
“CHARGE!” Usor’an roared. On his orders two thousand torch-armed scorighters, or the “arson squads”, rushed at the city. Anar and his guards dashed into the city and were lost in the streets. “I want every scorighter in the city! Kill everyone you find! But don’t touch that human, he’s mine!”
One notable man had survived the barrage of manipulated arrows by hiding behind the parapets of the keep walls. He now rose up and drew a short sword in a ring of steel. He rushed at Rook with his blade raised above his head. Rook didn’t even look at him and gave a subtle gesture as he watched the fort from his perch and the men who fled before him like terrified mice. The man who was charging Rook had a bolt of mageforce shot into his chest. His armor cracked like glass and he fell to the ground a dead man.
...His conclusion was that a powerful group of mages were causing havoc within the city and needed to be stopped. So now he watched the trees, on the lookout for mages.
“Seen anyone?” Talvar asked. “I’m thinking of going into the city and having a look for myself”.
“Ther city was attacked by what sounds like a highly talented mage”.
“What makes you think it was a mage?” Talvar asked. “What makes you think it was only one man? Survivors describe worms with a dozen long legs that can spew fire from their very limbs”.
“The valkyries ascend the plateau my king. We are attacked”.
“It’s about time” Usor’an snorted as he closed the book.
“You’re Anar” Fury said, “the boy with the sword. I am Fury, Usor’an’s daughter”.
“I am Anar as you said” Anar said, “and you are under arrest”. With that two lawmen stepped up behind her and clasped her shoulders.
“I am” Fury began, “a destroyer!” She leapt into the air, throwing both men back. In a flash Fury drew one of the lawmen’s swords and killed them both, opening their throats. Anar jumped back and engaged Fury with the sword of Rarend.
“The oran wing is broken” the cultist said.
“Good” Usor’an said, “And it’s only a matter of time until the Verrelinorians break. Then we surround the hill and break the walls down on all sides and overwhelm the enemy. Send a message to Usor’verten. Tell him to organize the troops, get them back in formation. We need to repair the damage that the cavalry charges did”.
The hundreds of demon riders were being pushed back by the massed spearmen, who were sweeping them away like a giant broom. Kelpies turned around and retreated away from the spears. Verrelinorian and Chazzan horsemen cut down the demons as they backed off from the thistle of weapons. Demons that were originally simply pulling back were suddenly being ripped apart and forced into a full retreat.
"The demons broke the column and surrounded us before we could organize" sobbed Dashadu. "The whole army is gone".
"Who's left?" Saldella inquired.
"Nobody! The whole army is gone, obliterated by demonic weapons!" Dashadu wept.
Then something completely unexpected happened. It caught everyone off guard and sent tremors of terror surging through all those present. It happened so quickly that it took Anar a few minutes to fully comprehend what had happened, and even longer to accept it.
Fifty Higharc men were suddenly engulfed in flame that burst from their flesh, an event that could not have happened naturally. It took them a minute to burn to ash. Anar at first believed himself to be hallucinating, but it happened again.
“What in Eray is going on?!” shrieked Nuda. “Fall back…” then his head fell to the floor, decapitated by an invisible blade.
“The fighting” Jacob replied, “I can honestly say I wasn’t ready for it. I never thought I’d ever have to see this kind of misery. There’s blood on everything”. Jacob demonstrated by scratching his hair, then showing Talvar his fingernails which had collected dried blood which stained his hair.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Peoples: Verrelinor
Verrelinor is the other major civilization of Jindarian humans. They occupy the southern half of the continent that they share with their powerful neighbours, the Chazzans.
The Verrelinorians are a diverse people due to their large geographic range. From the pink skinned Northerners to the black skinned Southerners, they fill the spectrum of human diversity physically as well as culturally.
Verrelinor is not a single nation but a federation of independent city states all with their own unique culture, like the ancient Greeks. The major difference is the states of Verrelinor are far larger and closer to their neighbours, never having war.
The folks of Northern Verrelinor are the most like medieval Europe, specifically, Germany. They have knights in full armor on horseback and live in a feudal system of government with their own royal families and monarchies. The Verrelinorians from the south are more like medieval Palestine and India. They have sultans and they look like the Saladin's warriors. There are also some Zulu-like city states that live in the desert regions of Verrelinor. One in particular worships elephants and it has special canals running through the city where the migrating herds can pass through.
Verrelinor was populated in ancient days by migrating hordes of people forced out of their lands by the Chazzan Empire. These people briefly warred with the natives but harteds were cast aside when they realized that their very existance was threatened by the Chazzans, so they banded together to form a military alliance which provded the nucleus to the vast federation that is modern Verrelinor. Since they had to fight against the greedy Chazzans for so long, Verrelinor's greatest enemy became the source of its greatest strength: unity.
The Verrelinorian populace is too diverse to characterize by one example. The dark, burly Godellians value strength and workmanship while the pale and shadowy Sifish are master businessmen who value cunning and stealth. Because of their violent history together, Verrelinorians hate Chazzans (the feeling is mutual). They consider them arrogant and violent. Northerners tend to hate the Chazzans the most since their nations were always in the warpath of the various Chazzan imperators that they have endured over the centuries. By the time the books have started though, the hatred has died down a lot (mostly because the Chazzan Empire no longer exists). What tension does exist is what helps destabalize the alliance the Verrelinorians entered alongside the Chazzans in the series. This alliance is known as The Legions of Jindaria and it was formulated to combat a far deadlier empire: the Demon Empire.
There is no official flag for Verrelinor. Each city state has its own flag. It is said that the flag for all of Verrelinor is all the city state flags flying together.
The Verrelinorians are a diverse people due to their large geographic range. From the pink skinned Northerners to the black skinned Southerners, they fill the spectrum of human diversity physically as well as culturally.
Verrelinor is not a single nation but a federation of independent city states all with their own unique culture, like the ancient Greeks. The major difference is the states of Verrelinor are far larger and closer to their neighbours, never having war.
The folks of Northern Verrelinor are the most like medieval Europe, specifically, Germany. They have knights in full armor on horseback and live in a feudal system of government with their own royal families and monarchies. The Verrelinorians from the south are more like medieval Palestine and India. They have sultans and they look like the Saladin's warriors. There are also some Zulu-like city states that live in the desert regions of Verrelinor. One in particular worships elephants and it has special canals running through the city where the migrating herds can pass through.
Verrelinor was populated in ancient days by migrating hordes of people forced out of their lands by the Chazzan Empire. These people briefly warred with the natives but harteds were cast aside when they realized that their very existance was threatened by the Chazzans, so they banded together to form a military alliance which provded the nucleus to the vast federation that is modern Verrelinor. Since they had to fight against the greedy Chazzans for so long, Verrelinor's greatest enemy became the source of its greatest strength: unity.
The Verrelinorian populace is too diverse to characterize by one example. The dark, burly Godellians value strength and workmanship while the pale and shadowy Sifish are master businessmen who value cunning and stealth. Because of their violent history together, Verrelinorians hate Chazzans (the feeling is mutual). They consider them arrogant and violent. Northerners tend to hate the Chazzans the most since their nations were always in the warpath of the various Chazzan imperators that they have endured over the centuries. By the time the books have started though, the hatred has died down a lot (mostly because the Chazzan Empire no longer exists). What tension does exist is what helps destabalize the alliance the Verrelinorians entered alongside the Chazzans in the series. This alliance is known as The Legions of Jindaria and it was formulated to combat a far deadlier empire: the Demon Empire.
There is no official flag for Verrelinor. Each city state has its own flag. It is said that the flag for all of Verrelinor is all the city state flags flying together.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Peoples: The Chazzans
Upon the world of Jindaria there is a continent sized region called Chazz (pronounced "ShAzz"). Very simple name. The people who live there are primarily humans although there are a few settlements of non-humans. During the series Chazz is a federation of independent states linked together by common goals, past and beliefs, a bit like the Commonwealth. Their technology is on par with the 13th century Europe although magic does technically make it more advanced. They are a protagonistic force, playing a role in combating Demon Isle and Chazz is one of the prime members of The Legions of Jindaria. The lands of Chazz are temperate.
Chazzans are proud folk with a distinctive culture which I deliberately modified after the Roman Empure. Their army strongly resembles the Roman legions (organized into cohorts, led by centurions, ect) and the motto of Chazz is "Stalwart Paragon Quintescence Republic" (the acronym for which is SPQR). Their buildings are not reflective of ancient Rome though.
In the of Jindaria, Chazz used to be the single most powerful empire in the world. It was the Chazzan Empire and it stood for over 3000 years. The Imperial Army is maintained to this day as it was the one thing the people of Chazz couldn't live without. Chazz had a very violent histroy. Countless civil wars and conflicts with their southward neighbours, the Verrelinorians, made Chazz a war hardened land and some of the best human fighters hail from it. After a long and rich history, the ruling senate could no longer hold power over the people and the empire split in a surprisingly peaceful divide. Today, five hundred or so years after the empire's end, individual Chazzan nations are known simply as "The Nations of Chazz" but this is more often than not simply shortened to plain old Chazz.
Chazzans are very proud of their history and many aspire to rebuild the empire. The most unique piece of identity among Chazzans is their hatred for Verrelinorians (the feeling is mutual). Hundreds of years of war with the nations of Verrelinor has built a long-standing resentment between the two peoples. These wars really were the fault of the greedy Chazzan Empire though few Chazzans would acknowledge it. Despite this hatred, the two peoples united against Usor'an under the banner of The Legions of Jindaria. But their hatred would help make the alliance unstable.
Despite their militat past, most Chazzans are good people who are willing to shake hands with Verrelinorans. There are still some who are hell-bent on hating their ancient enemies and most of these people are in positions of power.
Individual Chazzan nations have their own flags as well as the traditional flag of the Chazzan Empire: a flame encircled by a wreath of nettles on a red background.
Chazzans are proud folk with a distinctive culture which I deliberately modified after the Roman Empure. Their army strongly resembles the Roman legions (organized into cohorts, led by centurions, ect) and the motto of Chazz is "Stalwart Paragon Quintescence Republic" (the acronym for which is SPQR). Their buildings are not reflective of ancient Rome though.
In the of Jindaria, Chazz used to be the single most powerful empire in the world. It was the Chazzan Empire and it stood for over 3000 years. The Imperial Army is maintained to this day as it was the one thing the people of Chazz couldn't live without. Chazz had a very violent histroy. Countless civil wars and conflicts with their southward neighbours, the Verrelinorians, made Chazz a war hardened land and some of the best human fighters hail from it. After a long and rich history, the ruling senate could no longer hold power over the people and the empire split in a surprisingly peaceful divide. Today, five hundred or so years after the empire's end, individual Chazzan nations are known simply as "The Nations of Chazz" but this is more often than not simply shortened to plain old Chazz.
Chazzans are very proud of their history and many aspire to rebuild the empire. The most unique piece of identity among Chazzans is their hatred for Verrelinorians (the feeling is mutual). Hundreds of years of war with the nations of Verrelinor has built a long-standing resentment between the two peoples. These wars really were the fault of the greedy Chazzan Empire though few Chazzans would acknowledge it. Despite this hatred, the two peoples united against Usor'an under the banner of The Legions of Jindaria. But their hatred would help make the alliance unstable.
Despite their militat past, most Chazzans are good people who are willing to shake hands with Verrelinorans. There are still some who are hell-bent on hating their ancient enemies and most of these people are in positions of power.
Individual Chazzan nations have their own flags as well as the traditional flag of the Chazzan Empire: a flame encircled by a wreath of nettles on a red background.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
All about one of my characters: Saldella
Cunning and brave. Stalwart and headstrong. Devoted and polite. Saldella is one of the secondary characters in the series.
She is a human woman from a place called Quezellia in Eray and is a solider in the Higharc army. She is encountered by Anar shortly after his unit gets destroyed. Saldella was apparently a surviving member of the army Anar was in. She is one of his companions throughout the story. Rook is his other companion for most of the remaining time, and his dark and brooding personality is very foul to constantly deal with. Saldella provides some humanity to accompany Anar. She is someone he can talk to and relate to since Rook's social skills are poor. She is sort of a place to go and rest after dealing with Rook's wicked attitude.
She dresses in the typical uniform of the Higharc infantry and carries a standard sword and shield. Her preferred method of fighting is in formation with her comrades which is something her travels do not offer her. When the time comes to fight she is usually found on the defensive. She is definitely not Xena but she doesn't stand in the back and wait for a man to save her. When the battle begins she just wants to stay alive.
Saldella was originally a drem-like reptilian serpent-person who was immune to fire (explaining how she survived the demons) but that really wasn't needed so I made her a human and blamed her survival on luck.
She is a human woman from a place called Quezellia in Eray and is a solider in the Higharc army. She is encountered by Anar shortly after his unit gets destroyed. Saldella was apparently a surviving member of the army Anar was in. She is one of his companions throughout the story. Rook is his other companion for most of the remaining time, and his dark and brooding personality is very foul to constantly deal with. Saldella provides some humanity to accompany Anar. She is someone he can talk to and relate to since Rook's social skills are poor. She is sort of a place to go and rest after dealing with Rook's wicked attitude.
She dresses in the typical uniform of the Higharc infantry and carries a standard sword and shield. Her preferred method of fighting is in formation with her comrades which is something her travels do not offer her. When the time comes to fight she is usually found on the defensive. She is definitely not Xena but she doesn't stand in the back and wait for a man to save her. When the battle begins she just wants to stay alive.
Saldella was originally a drem-like reptilian serpent-person who was immune to fire (explaining how she survived the demons) but that really wasn't needed so I made her a human and blamed her survival on luck.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Peoples: Demon Empire
The Demon Empire serve as the primary antagonists during the course of the stories. They are based on Jindaria and conduct their evil from their homeland of Demon Isle (or Haurorah-dor-Keeissu): a small continent in the center of the largest Jindarian ocean which is surrounded by islands. While I am not going to post the full history of the Demon Empire or its goals because such info would give away more than I want, I will talk about the basics of the Demon Empire.
The Demon Empire was founded about 2000 years before book one as an effort to unify the demons so they could be a force to be reckoned with instead of a small series of weakling nations. It consists of four different demonic peoples living under one power (basically, four species of demon). The most powerful of these species are the Destroyers (Usor'An's people) and they run the empire. The empire is managed on a lower level by the destroyer houses (see: All about one of my characters: Usor'An, summation). The empire's power ultimately falls on the shoulders of the Demon King and his assistants.
In the series, the Demon Empire is invading the other Jindarian nations of Chazz, Verrelinor, and Gasarinia. They are also attempting to negatively influence the people living on the planet of Eray (where Anar is from). Their main source of opposition comes from a large albeit unstable alliance of Jindarian peoples calling themselves The Legions of Jindaria. Their influencing Eray is the main conflict within book 1.
The Demon Empire has no flag but rather the destroyer houses treat their symbols as such.
The Demon Empire was founded about 2000 years before book one as an effort to unify the demons so they could be a force to be reckoned with instead of a small series of weakling nations. It consists of four different demonic peoples living under one power (basically, four species of demon). The most powerful of these species are the Destroyers (Usor'An's people) and they run the empire. The empire is managed on a lower level by the destroyer houses (see: All about one of my characters: Usor'An, summation). The empire's power ultimately falls on the shoulders of the Demon King and his assistants.
In the series, the Demon Empire is invading the other Jindarian nations of Chazz, Verrelinor, and Gasarinia. They are also attempting to negatively influence the people living on the planet of Eray (where Anar is from). Their main source of opposition comes from a large albeit unstable alliance of Jindarian peoples calling themselves The Legions of Jindaria. Their influencing Eray is the main conflict within book 1.
The Demon Empire has no flag but rather the destroyer houses treat their symbols as such.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Excerpts 3: Personal Favorites
The following are some of my favorite quotations from the whole series (excluding ones already up):
"If I wanted to hear you whine I'd break your legs" -Usor'an
“You are correct” said the drem “I am two hundred and twenty years old, are you done with the questions?” Anar nodded.
“Then get back into your bunk before I wring your neck”
“With this sword, I have served the Higharc just as all of you will. Look upon this weapon and look upon your heritage, the same heritage that is under threat by those who would despoil your lands. You need not be a drem with an ancient sword to make a difference! You can be a regular militiaman on the field. We fight so that no more people will lose faith in Higharc democracy the way the Rushersonics have. We fight to protect our family’s lives! We fight because we are the men of the Higharc!” He spoke these words with such confidence and premeditation that Anar wondered if they were rehearsed.
(planning a battle)
Talvar began to move the demonic army forward until it made contact with the Jindarian counters or the earthworks around the hills.
“The clotheaters will form the western wing, the oran will form the eastern wing” Talvar said.
“What do we do when this happens?” Talvar's lieutenant asked, indicating the map and army counters.
“The demons will try and charge the wings” Talvar said. “Usor’an will want to use momentum and superior numbers to crush our formations. How do you stop a charge?” Again, he looked around the room.
“Counter charge?” someone suggested.
“Not when you are outnumbered to the extent that the wings will be”.
“Fight defensively?” another suggested.
“Expand on that” .
“You slow it down” Kamon stated as he stepped into the tent. “A charge is always disorganized. The power of a charge lies in its momentum. Take away the momentum, and all you have is a disorganized force moving forward. That’s how we beat you Aragenkart”.
"In the names of all the gods" -A common curse equivilant of "oh god" or "Jesus"
"You boys have left your homes behind for this hellish existence that is a military career” snapped the sergeant “I can already tell you fools will be found as dead, forgotten dogs on a blasted field”.
“Is the battle going well?” Ckai asked. “I can’t see very well. All I smell is blood. Is it our blood or theirs?”
“Both” Atteac replied as Ckai stepped over a body which she did not care to examine. She thought the body was dead but it grabbed Ckai by the leg.
(Making bombs) “Their beer is very high in alcohol so to get the troops drunk faster. Alcohol is what makes the beer burn” Anar explained. “Anyways, I’d hate to call it stealing. Since the Chazzans’ aren’t sharing their beer, I think it is only fitting that we put it to a use more practical than turning our allies into drunken maniacs”.
“This is heart” Dashadu noted as she swallowed the first bite. “Beef?”
“Human” Usor’an answered.
"Looks like we're outnumbered again" Talvar murmured as he scanned the horizon.
"Why the hell are we always outnumbered?" Ckai stammered.
“Freedom has a hundred contradicting meanings and each is invented by the speaker to serve the speaker’s own selfish gains. In the end, freedom is distilled from the want to live without responsibilities or law" Chai said.
"Why do you hate Yuel so much?" asked the thug, his captors holding him tightly. "Does he owe you some money?"
"No" replied Erasora'hn, "He killed my son"
"If I wanted to hear you whine I'd break your legs" -Usor'an
“You are correct” said the drem “I am two hundred and twenty years old, are you done with the questions?” Anar nodded.
“Then get back into your bunk before I wring your neck”
“With this sword, I have served the Higharc just as all of you will. Look upon this weapon and look upon your heritage, the same heritage that is under threat by those who would despoil your lands. You need not be a drem with an ancient sword to make a difference! You can be a regular militiaman on the field. We fight so that no more people will lose faith in Higharc democracy the way the Rushersonics have. We fight to protect our family’s lives! We fight because we are the men of the Higharc!” He spoke these words with such confidence and premeditation that Anar wondered if they were rehearsed.
(planning a battle)
Talvar began to move the demonic army forward until it made contact with the Jindarian counters or the earthworks around the hills.
“The clotheaters will form the western wing, the oran will form the eastern wing” Talvar said.
“What do we do when this happens?” Talvar's lieutenant asked, indicating the map and army counters.
“The demons will try and charge the wings” Talvar said. “Usor’an will want to use momentum and superior numbers to crush our formations. How do you stop a charge?” Again, he looked around the room.
“Counter charge?” someone suggested.
“Not when you are outnumbered to the extent that the wings will be”.
“Fight defensively?” another suggested.
“Expand on that” .
“You slow it down” Kamon stated as he stepped into the tent. “A charge is always disorganized. The power of a charge lies in its momentum. Take away the momentum, and all you have is a disorganized force moving forward. That’s how we beat you Aragenkart”.
"In the names of all the gods" -A common curse equivilant of "oh god" or "Jesus"
"You boys have left your homes behind for this hellish existence that is a military career” snapped the sergeant “I can already tell you fools will be found as dead, forgotten dogs on a blasted field”.
“Is the battle going well?” Ckai asked. “I can’t see very well. All I smell is blood. Is it our blood or theirs?”
“Both” Atteac replied as Ckai stepped over a body which she did not care to examine. She thought the body was dead but it grabbed Ckai by the leg.
(Making bombs) “Their beer is very high in alcohol so to get the troops drunk faster. Alcohol is what makes the beer burn” Anar explained. “Anyways, I’d hate to call it stealing. Since the Chazzans’ aren’t sharing their beer, I think it is only fitting that we put it to a use more practical than turning our allies into drunken maniacs”.
“This is heart” Dashadu noted as she swallowed the first bite. “Beef?”
“Human” Usor’an answered.
"Looks like we're outnumbered again" Talvar murmured as he scanned the horizon.
"Why the hell are we always outnumbered?" Ckai stammered.
“Freedom has a hundred contradicting meanings and each is invented by the speaker to serve the speaker’s own selfish gains. In the end, freedom is distilled from the want to live without responsibilities or law" Chai said.
"Why do you hate Yuel so much?" asked the thug, his captors holding him tightly. "Does he owe you some money?"
"No" replied Erasora'hn, "He killed my son"
Friday, June 6, 2008
Excerpts 2: Offbeat quotations
The whole series is a more serious piece of work. It takes a gritty and real view on moralities and war. The fighting is certainly very anti-heroic (as opposed to the LoTr hack-and-slash battlefests that have become so popular). But there are still some pieces and quotations that are a little less-than-serious. Here are a few:
-"Am I to stay with you too?” Jacob asked. “Fine, I guess there’ll be no tavern-going for me”.
-Cursing, Laldan scrambled to his feet (after being knocked over) and screamed that he would put the offending man in the stocks. He fell silent when he saw the offender was Usor’an.
“I do not believe your stocks will hold me for long” mocked the destroyer.
-"The more you talk the louder I'll snore" Talvar stated lazily, "just get to the bloody point".
-"Don't let the draconites escape their cages" warned the master. "Last time that happened I was washing guts off the roof for two days"
-“Demonic plate mail is weak around all its joints to allow mobility....Yet the most important weak spot lies around the bottom of the center of the tasset, just above the two cuisses”.
“So the crotch” Halivor blurted out.
-'I swear' thought Anar as he drew away from the doorway to hide the incredible sight, 'sometimes I feel like I'm living in a fairy tale'.
-"First man to break and run dies!" threatened the Rushersonic sergeant as the battering ram struck the door again. His men tensed themselves against the impending attack...The ram broke the door open and the first wave of demons came in. All held their ground, except the sergeant, who made for the shadows with all haste.
-'What's so fascinating about the way a woman walks?' Rook wondered
-"Am I to stay with you too?” Jacob asked. “Fine, I guess there’ll be no tavern-going for me”.
-Cursing, Laldan scrambled to his feet (after being knocked over) and screamed that he would put the offending man in the stocks. He fell silent when he saw the offender was Usor’an.
“I do not believe your stocks will hold me for long” mocked the destroyer.
-"The more you talk the louder I'll snore" Talvar stated lazily, "just get to the bloody point".
-"Don't let the draconites escape their cages" warned the master. "Last time that happened I was washing guts off the roof for two days"
-“Demonic plate mail is weak around all its joints to allow mobility....Yet the most important weak spot lies around the bottom of the center of the tasset, just above the two cuisses”.
“So the crotch” Halivor blurted out.
-'I swear' thought Anar as he drew away from the doorway to hide the incredible sight, 'sometimes I feel like I'm living in a fairy tale'.
-"First man to break and run dies!" threatened the Rushersonic sergeant as the battering ram struck the door again. His men tensed themselves against the impending attack...The ram broke the door open and the first wave of demons came in. All held their ground, except the sergeant, who made for the shadows with all haste.
-'What's so fascinating about the way a woman walks?' Rook wondered
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Peoples: The Valkyries
The valkyries are a race of people that appear within the series at some point or other. They are not very common and isolated to one single region of land. They worship the moon and draw their religious dogma from real world pagan sources. All valkyries can fly through the air without wings.
There are no external differences between humans and valkyries except for one thing: all valkyries are female. They reproduce by meditating at night and that impregnates them (playing into their mythology of moon-worship). They are a kindly race who only want to be left alone by the chaos which goes on around them. They play a relatively major role my stories and are one of the primary protagonistic forces (in places other than book 1).
There are no external differences between humans and valkyries except for one thing: all valkyries are female. They reproduce by meditating at night and that impregnates them (playing into their mythology of moon-worship). They are a kindly race who only want to be left alone by the chaos which goes on around them. They play a relatively major role my stories and are one of the primary protagonistic forces (in places other than book 1).
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