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Mages and combatants
Author: CO2
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The sun kissed the golden walls of the Prince's castle as it rose over the city at dawn, Jamaal had Valkori and Graymont sitted with him at a round table on his room's balcony, he spread open a map of his kingdom Burmah over the table and held some game pieces in one hand

"This forest right here..." he placed a piece on the spot, "It is home to a small tribe of pyromancer sorcerers, they worship one of the false gods known as Jatarauda, a Burmesian flame god"

"False gods?" Valkori asked, Jamaal and Graymont looked at each other

"You don't know about the false gods?"

"Never heard of them..." she said, "I only know the six that granted treasures to the Royal houses"

"Those are the true gods" Graymont said, Jamaal continued;

"The true gods are the most powerful because they have the most worshippers in their domains, and by a very wide margin, but there are hundreds of false gods all over our continent, many of them only have a handful of individuals or tribes still worshi
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  • Mages and combatants

    The sun kissed the golden walls of the Prince's castle as it rose over the city at dawn, Jamaal had Valkori and Graymont sitted with him at a round table on his room's balcony, he spread open a map of his kingdom Burmah over the table and held some game pieces in one hand "This forest right here..." he placed a piece on the spot, "It is home to a small tribe of pyromancer sorcerers, they worship one of the false gods known as Jatarauda, a Burmesian flame god" "False gods?" Valkori asked, Jamaal and Graymont looked at each other "You don't know about the false gods?" "Never heard of them..." she said, "I only know the six that granted treasures to the Royal houses" "Those are the true gods" Graymont said, Jamaal continued; "The true gods are the most powerful because they have the most worshippers in their domains, and by a very wide margin, but there are hundreds of false gods all over our continent, many of them only have a handful of individuals or tribes still worshi

  • This moment

    The day of the wedding came and guests flooded Jamaal's palace, the men wore custom and well designed suits and jewelry, most of them tied turbans of different colours on their heads, the women were dressed in gowns and sarees, a traditional Burmesian dress, the servants and attendants went around to offer them drinks as they awaited the couple Jamaal and Graymont got ready in the Prince's chambers. Graymont put on a black and golden Burmesian male suit, he checked himself out on one of the mirrors, adjusting his beaded necklaces and bangles. Jamaal wore a cropped white shirt, he left it unbuttoned to expose his bare chest and abdominal muscles, he put on flared white trousers as well and covered his wrists with golden bangles "Check this out..." Jamaal said, Graymont looked at him and saw a dark green turban on his head, the both of them laughed and he quickly took it off then combed his dark shiny hair out "You have to be the only Burmesian that looks dumb in a turban" Graymon

  • I'm coming for you

    "A wedding?" Valkori asked "Yes, my older sister is getting married in this castle tomorrow" Jamaal said, Valkori became disturbed "What if your father comes by?, what if he sees me here?..." Jamaal thought for a moment "You have a point... I'll send word to him that I can take care of the event myself, besides I have almost twenty sisters, my father must be tired of attending weddings by now" "Thank you Jamaal..." she said, he went to her and dragged her off the seat "Let us meet my mother, she would LOVE to see you!!" Jamaal brought Valkori to his mother's chambers, the golden room was filled with women and a few men all folding and placing tons of vibrantly coloured gowns and fabrics, the room scented of flowers, perfumes and citrus and the walls were rounded Jamaal's mother sat on her bed which was completely covered in dresses, she appeared to be in her late fifties, her hair already grey, she looked startled as the three of them walked into the room "Valkori,

  • Prince Jamaal

    Valkori ran over the ship's deck as she heard the horns blow, she looked into the distance and saw what seemed to be a city on the horizon, she climbed up the sail poles to get a better view, her eyes lit up in excitement "Graymont!!, we're here!!!" she announced, she jumped to a rope and slid down from the sails, landing on the deck with a loud thump, Graymont and Dahlia came outside to see as well Graymont pulled out a telescope from his strap bag and observed the city, Valkori waited by his side for him to be done with it, he handed the device over to her and she looked into it as well "Svarnagarh, Burmah's golden city..." Graymont said, Valkori saw the city clearly through the telescope, many of the buildings were covered in actual gold, and a number of them were high towers as well, she never thought she'd see structures that tall outside of castles and palaces "It's... beautiful..." she remarked, Graymont smirked, "Burmah is by far the richest Kingdom in the Suprema

  • Desertion

    THE ANDOREAN MOUNTAINS The Helian fighters had returned to their base on the Mountain ranges that bordered Northern Tremore and the Kingdom of Yunhai, their failed attempt to capture Valkori from the Skolgard Islands had proven to be a major setback on their plans and operations. Commander Mich walked angrily to his tent, pulling off his gloves and tossing them to the frosty earth as it snowed mildly this high up in the mountains, his Sergeant Zina walked closely behind him. They stopped and looked up to the sky when the dragon's shriek pierced through the air, the soldiers on the ground all had their eyes up as they watched it fly over them, Mich hissed and continued walking to his tent "Tell that boy to stop flying around just because he can or somebody is going to spot him, a giant dragon in the sky is hard to miss..." Sergeant Zina nodded at his orders, she was about leaving when the dragon appeared behind them, it slowly lowered itself to land and the troops around scat

  • The Red Garden

    Mai slid open the door to a storage shed, wearing a black training robe, she walked in and observed the collection of weapons arranged within, this place brought back memories of her childhood when she and Graymont would come here to fight with swords, some servants would rush in and try to stop them before they hurt themselves and Graymont would take them on a run, she wanted to ask about him but knew her father would have no idea who he was, maybe the servants would, she could try talking to them... "Mai" The Wren called, she saw her father standing at the entrance, wearing a similar robe as hers, he carried a bow and a stash of arrows in a quiver "Are we going for a hunt?" she asked curiously "Something of the sort..." he replied The pair matched out of the palace on horseback to a shallow stream, accompanied by a small party of guards, The Wren led Mai to some step stones above the running water then handed her the bow and arrows "You used to love archery..." he said

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