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Directive

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The First Ones made the Disparates. Thousands upon thousands of races were spliced and crafted, empty husks filled with souls pulled from the ether. Each and every race was meticulously crafted, engineered to perfection for the Directives the First Ones wished for them. The Rdul were made with keen nerves upon their feet to taste the ground they walked on and better choose soil with which to plant their harvests with powerful hands. The Yquin were small and light, yet wiry and strong and had on their bodies many limbs with which to build grand structures, swinging and climbing within the skeletal scaffolding. The Pcrit had on their heads powerful eyes and on their bodies glowing skin, with which they navigated the Great Mines with ease, in search of the precious metals and minerals the First Ones craved so. All was well.All Rights Reserved

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Wings of Heaven

The Fanalis were a well-known people; the famed hunters and conquerors of the Dark Continent. With legs stronger than steel that could pierce a lion's heart with a single kick, they were a race to be feared. But also on the same land lived a dwindling race of people who were even more ferocious than the Fanalis. Rumored to fight like real monsters by ripping throats with sharp fangs, slicing to shreds with claws like daggers, and wielding the elements like gods in human form, this legendary race was believe to be naught but myth. The Drakonis. With their name akin to the mighty beasts of wing and scale, they fought with an unparalleled ferocity eagerly sought for by armies and empires. They were a deeply religious and strict society with laws that prevented outsiders from mingling to keep their bloodlines pure. As such their numbers began to dwindle and, with the ever growing demand for Drakonis and Fatalis slaves, their species became endangered. They could not be bred to produce more because each Drakonis can only choose one mate and can only have children with that one mate for the rest of their lives. If one mate was to die, then the other would feel like they had lost half their soul, but gaining a mate unlocks a Drakonis' full potential so not choosing a mate is like a bird never learning to fly. Purposeless. With their people hunted and lands razed, the mighty Drakonis faded into legend and their truths became gossip and the gossip became bedtime stories for children who wonder about adventure and travel. But there was one who hid her true identity, one who played human but always remembered her pride and home from whence she came. She took it upon herself to rebuild an empire for her people; one where they would not be threatened with extinction and isolation. But that's quite the tall order for a twelve year old girl, don't you think? She may just need a little help from our favorite miracle child. What do ya say? I only own Raz / my plot changes