Chapter 8 : Xan

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In the southern land beneath of Torryn, beneath the tumultuous waves of the south Wailing Sea, lay the island of Gilian—a once sovereign land now colonized by the Navo'ri Empire. The shores of Gilian were now adorned with a fleet of forty imposing ships, their sails bearing the mark of Navo'ri 's headless man with a diamond crown on top . Along the coastline, a vast expanse of tents had been meticulously set up, forming the temporary encampment for the Navo'ri army.

This gathering of soldiers was a diverse assemblage, each member hailing from the varied tribes and regions of Navo'ri. Among them were the enigmatic Warlocks, preachers of the God king's word for they are his creation. Their appearance strikingly pale, their heads bereft of hair, and their eyes possessing a haunting emptiness. It was rumored that the price of their sin was steep—a sacrifice of their own life force, with every spell cast draining them of their own blood. They bore the burden of their sin with stoic determination, knowing that their powers came at a grave cost.

Amidst the ranks of the Navo'ri army stood the formidable Therians, a group of primal warriors known for their ability to transform into a myriad of animal hybrids. Their savage nature and instinctual connection to the wilderness made them unmatched trackers, navigating the most treacherous terrains with unparalleled skill. With every step they took, they embodied the untamed spirit of the natural world, and their presence alone struck fear into the hearts of their adversaries.

the Wraiths added an air of mystery to the Navo'ri forces. These individuals possessed the rare ability to project their ethereal, astral bodies while entering the realm of slumber. In this intangible state, They are untouchable, No blade or arrow can fierce their body at their will. Their ethereal forms danced between dreams and reality, intertwining the fabric of perception to suit their whims and confuse their foes.

Lastly, there are the Tamers, skilled at controlling the minds of creatures and enlisting them in their service. Unlike the Conjurers who conjure creatures temporarily, the Tamers form lasting bonds with their animal companions, harnessing their abilities to aid in various tasks. During the ancient times, the ancestors of the Tamers and Conjurers found themselves embroiled in a bitter conflict that escalated into a full-scale war. It is said that the Conjurers, seeking power and dominance, aligned themselves with the God King in a nefarious plot to eradicate the Tamers and their homeland.

The once vibrant land of the Tamers, known as "Dhoa' kritham," bore the brunt of the God King's wrath. The land was ravaged, its cities reduced to ruins, and its people faced extermination. Yet, against all odds, the resilient Tamers managed to rebuild their shattered civilization. They carefully cultivated their bond with creatures, nurturing their symbiotic relationship, and regaining their strength and prosperity.

In the present day, the wounds of the past still linger, reminding the Tamers of the betrayal and devastation they endured. Though they have managed to rebuild their land, the scars of the war have left a lasting impact on their collective memory.

Together, these distinct groups formed the backbone of the Navo'ri army, each possessing their own unique set of magical abilities. Their unity and the synergy of their skills allowed them to operate with deadly efficiency on the battlefield. As they set foot on the shores of Gilian, their presence was a testament to the might of the Navo'ri Empire, casting an ominous shadow over the once-independent land.

Deep in contemplation, Captain Xan, the well age revered leader of the Therian army faction, stood in solitude at the edge of the sea. His massive, weathered hands gripped his formidable axe tightly as he surveyed the treacherous waters before him. Thoughts swirled in his mind as he pondered the daunting task of safely guiding his people across the expanse of the Wailing Sea, towards the impenetrable lands of southern Torryn.

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