Orn himself was a past peasant hero and champion, in a largely rural and agricultural area, who dared to stand up to a conquering force, and inspire his fellows to do the same.
Half salad, half meat, I dont know what to make of these things, but without them our expedition would not have made it past the first oasis
Anjet of Cenn Caerwaith
Many begin to path to master the seven-fold flame, but with one exception, no one has ever mastered all seven faces of fire.
She rose from the waters and cast her eyes across us. I dropped my spear, and the man who was moments before intent on my death did the same, letting his sword and shield fall to the sand at our feet. Let it not be said that the gods do not care for the deeds of men, nay they do care. And in our bloody case, they dissapproved.
A brutal type of footwear.
18.) The Returning Veterans: These warriors are on their way back from a grim, hard fought war. Fatigue and weariness, despair and anguish are written on their features. Their honor drives them to complete one last mission, but they sense that they may never survive it.
Wulfhere, 30 Stalwart Bands
The greatest book ever written! HA-HA!
A theocratic sect that venerates the worship of women as divine
Fire is the purifier, let it cleanse the taint from the flesh of the mutant
Prelate Deacon Delhomme
No high school teens who turn out to be wonder-pilots here.
topled down glory, and trod upon by time. Doth thy hollowed splender diminish? Nay, for Palisander, you grew bright in the imagination, always out of reach.
Be it a tank, mech, aircraft, or warship, the same basic rules apply for writing speculative fiction about them.
The Circle of Pharisrak has existed for centuries, it’s assassins are considered to be untouchable. Not one has every been seen, let alone sent to justice.
The primary weapon of the Fulminator mk. I
The Waresian Armoire dates back to the height of the kingdom of Waresia, a period known for it’s love of baroque and the macabre
Also known as Virgin’s Rose, the Secret Flower, and the Scarlet Lady
Look at that, pale as death and she’s got her neck covered, betcha fifty she’s a fang-banger
A forest of perpetual Autumn
Inspiration comes from strange places
A vampire Blood Doll, her master, and the workshop they share
A town has a festival every year in the dead of winter. The festival of birds. The towns folk dress in feathery robes and beaked masks and dance and frolic in the belief that the changes of the seasons are controlled by the presence of birds. According to tradition, the festival tricks Spring into coming early because the birds have returned.