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Kogaea: Traitors and Tyrants [BOOK 2 - ROUGH DRAFT]

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Parts 11
Time 2h 27m

BereavementScion

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In the aftermath of the devastating Second Reman Civil War, a city-state emerges from the ashes of Lyare. Once a proud nation, Lyare had been torn apart by betrayal, execution, and the ravages of war. But now, a new leader rises from the shadows, determined to reclaim the honor and glory of his childhood nation.

Kormed Wolfheart, the Duke of Wolfrun, bears the weight of a lineage tarnished by his mother's execution at the hands of the traitorous King []. The cloud of doubt hangs heavy over his return to Lyare, a land razed by the Coalition during its marshal law period and subsequent interregnum.

Undeterred by the challenges that lay before him, Kormed embarks on a perilous journey to restore Lyare to its former glory. From his stronghold in Wolfrun, he rallies a coalition of Lyarei, united under the banner of his house. With each step, the duke weaves a tapestry of hope, vowing to bring prosperity and stability back to the war-torn lands.

But the road to redemption is fraught with obstacles. The wounds of betrayal run deep, and the scars of war are still fresh. In the heart of Lyare, intricate webs of loyalty and treachery are spun, as rival factions vie for power and control. Amidst this tangled web, Kormed must navigate the murky waters of politics, confronting the clash of ambitions and the trials of unity.

As alliances are forged and shattered, and loyalties shift like sand, Lyare stands on a precipice. The fate of the city-state hangs in the balance, and the true character of its inhabitants is revealed. Through the turmoil, Kormed's unwavering belief in a brighter tomorrow fuels the vision for a new Lyare.

In this epic tale of redemption and resilience, the City-State of Lyare becomes a crucible for the human spirit. The intricate dance of politics, the clash of ambitions, and the trials of unity shape a nation ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead. The foundation has been laid, but the journey is far from over.All Rights Reserved

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The Odyssey of the daughter of the forest by Plumedelouest

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Orin

Orcs were a warring race. They were a tough race. They were the kind who thought that a male loving a male was lowering himself and weak. Snow Elves were beautiful with pale skin and silvery hair. They were also arrogant with any race outside their own. While most races were conservative with their lovers. Elves were free about loving, inside their own race but didn't love outside it. What happens when an Orc Warrior falls for an Elven Prince? Excerpt: "Damn Elves. Think their are better than everyone. I could break one in half with two fingers." my brother says. We watched the long procession of them winding through the city. These were ice elves. They were tall, lithe, silver hair and pale skin. Eyes every shade of blue that could exist. Clothes of white that made their skin look shimmery. Unlike my brother I thought they were beautiful. Something that none of my race would like me thinking. Being an Orc I was raised from the time I could walk with a sword in my hand. Our natural desires made us great warriors. I had been a soldier since I was sixteen years old. Orcs weren't known for romantic notions such as beauty, unless it was to describe an ax throw. We ate drank and breathed war. With the race wars centuries past we all mingled freely with each other but there was still those that didn't like each other. My brother was one who thought that humans were decent and Elves were arrogant. Though most any Orc didn't like them because they had a tendency to insult us the first chance they got. "Someday one's going to hear you and going to shove their slim little dagger up your nose." I tell him. He laughs and scratches at his chin.