Pataket is a criminal unlike any others for he has been working at his trade for centuries, and it is rumoured that he can break into anywhere.
“No my lord!” cried Herithi. “Have Mercy! Take my eyes instead!” Why did I say that?! thought Herithi, shock registering through him.My eyes? Shalali protect me…
The searchers found only a silken veil, so they despaired; telling their frightened families only that the Dark Lady of Destinen had taken another lover.
Although lost in the mists of myth and time, there are some things known of this Ã¢??manÃ¢?Â and his Ã¢??godÃ¢?Â.
Once a god, now something less…
A perfect anarchist who was mutilated for his beliefs, but survived his torture and has created his ultimate dream. Now he presses on, crippled, but propelled by faith in a better world for all.
The pretty and free spirited Yellow Princess, eDonistadled aka Doni, created much havok as she pushed the world forward.
This strong and powerful woman has been a pawn in the game of thrones, first in her own country, then in The Kingdom. She is the Queen Consort of the Great King. While she will not be queen of any realm, she will cast a long shadow over the happenings in the Kingdom Humana and The Lands.
Devoted to the Goddess of War, Prince Yakaw is second to none in the crafting and use of swords mundane and magical.
Dare you approach the great and mighty Modock! KNEEL!
“A pox on him, stealing all of our peasants!”
quote attributed to many neighboring lords
The Gohhi tribesmen of the Sallvian desert preserve the worship of an ancient goddess…
There are many legends of monarchs the world over who will one day rise from their tombs to lead their nations again in times of dire need. In the case of King Arkon, the tale is true.He would rise from his tomb, if he only could break out from the sealed stone doors.
The Headsman is drawn to areas where great injustices have occurred. ... He is absolutely cold and emotionless. The only mercy he knows is swift death.
Some see him as a loathesome reminder of their faliure to cow a race humanity deems unworthy of existence. Others deem him a noble hero and resistance-fighter, a beacon of hope and courage to all the downtrodden of the galaxy.
Regardless, you don’t want to smell his breath. Or ever see him up close.
Do as thou Will…
Doomed by the Shadow…
With the evil in the hearts of men…
The Shadow grows
“Do you trust me? Do you feel I can get you through this night?”
They looked unsure. Slowly, each nodded. One even spoke, “I believe you can get me through this night.”
“Good. I believe we can reach the morning light. Now here is what we need to do…...”
Better stay away from him, he’ll rip your lungs out…
His hair was perfect…
I’d like to meet his tailor…
In the inaccessible plateau of Hor-Nushan, there was always little crime. But in late autumn comes a maddening wind, that can drive the best man crazy, if only for a short time, make him turn on himself or others. For murder, the locals have devised a special punishment: the murderer has to dig a well for the family of his victim. The area is very dry, and having a good well is a source of wealth and prestige. In this way, the murderer atones for his deed and repays the family; perhaps they even find peace.