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Beorn Konig & Brynja Eklund — Credited to Nikki of Aye we Fled

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The beginnings of the rivalry between House Constantine and House Wilde began nearly two hundred years ago. It began born from greed and lust and a number of sins far too numerous to count. Each side has their own version of the tale vilifying the other, but the truth is far more simple than either make it out to be, less filled with lies and treason than they would have you believe.

Once there had been a great stede, carved out in the center of Soelthoria. The Bellagio House ruled there, but years of ailments had left their numbers few. Still they ruled. There were no cousins, no bastard half-siblings. There were only three: Lady Bellagio, Lord Bellagio and their daughter the ever beautiful Mirabelle Bellagio. As she grew older, tales of her beauty grew with her. It was rumored that she was so lovely it hurt one’s eyes to look upon her. They said her skin was milky smooth, her hair in lovely red curls. They said she had the voice of the goddess and her laughter sounded like the tinkling of bells. Of course, whether this was truth or not is entirely lost in the record. She was the last of her name and highly sought after in any case.

A hundred men came to court her, and she turned them all away. Lady Mirabelle knew better than to indulge every man who walked through her door. It seemed that she was not only beautiful but clever at that. Each man came to her and she would ask them if they were worthy of her hand. They would insist and plead with her, and she would only ask for proof. She would ask them to prove their worth and so they would joust for her, they would present her with great gifts and she would send them away one by one.

Many years passed and she believed she would never find a suitable husband, a suitable man to carry on the weight of her stede. Her parents had died off and she was alone. Mirabelle alone carried the weight and the history of the Bellagio name. She was still young and beautiful, but was growing weary of such trivialities. Two men came before her one day, and it changed everything. Their names were Peter Wilde and Iwan Constantine.

Peter Wilde offered her the greatest furs of his stede and more. He told her that he could not prove he was worthy by himself, as only she could tell him her worth. She found this utterly amusing after so many offers of gold and jewels, she told him he may stay. Then Iwan came forward. He said he could give her the endless seas. Having never seen the ocean, Mirabelle was enchanted with the idea. She said, he too could stay.

And so began a long courtship.

It started innocent enough, but the longer Mirabelle stalled, the more bitter their rivalry became. Perhaps she was lonely, having lost any remaining family and wanted the company, or perhaps she liked watching them dance around for her affections. Whatever the case may be, it went on for years. Three to be precise.

At the end of three long years, Mirabelle announced she would choose her husband on the first day of the new year. Finally, finally after such a long time the fate of her stede would be known. Yet, she did not make it that far. She was found drowned in the lake that very night, her red hair splayed out around her and her wide blue eyes open but sightless. Peter Wilde blamed Iwan Constantine and in turn Iwan Constantine blamed Peter Wilde. They fought viciously until the advisors tore them apart and sent them home. The land had no heir and neither Wilde nor Constantine had a claim to it.

The king had to step in and both men came before him. They both claimed the land was theirs by right as they had earned Mirabelle’s love. They both insisted that the day following her apparent death that they would be declared the husband-to-be. Many men were called before the king to testify on either man’s behalf, but none were honest. All were found to be lying. The truth was that Mirabelle  had told her decision to no one.

She hadn’t made one.

The truth was she was lonely after the loss of her parents and the only thing that kept her going was the affections of her two lovers. Mirabelle knew that those two would fade away, and the moment she chose a husband she would be obsolete. They would have her land and if they got an heir from her, she needn’t even be alive for any longer of it. She jumped from the city wall and landed in the lake to end it all, the fate of her lands be damned.

The king did not grant the Bellagio’s stede to House Constantine or House Wilde. Instead a new house was put in play: House d’Tela. Strangely enough neither House Constantine nor House Wilde fault House d’Tela. Instead they fault each other. To this day they tell stories of how the vile House Constantine drowned Mirabelle Bellagio lest she shame their house by choosing Peter Wilde, or they say the disgusting House Wilde pushed her from the bridge hoping to take the land by force. With each generation the story becomes more obscene, more vile, and the hatred grows. 

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Military Map: 01

This is the military map of the Realm and where all current troops are deployed as well as which territories are controlled by which claimants. Unclaimed resources, if any, will be depicted in grey. Territory ownership is shown by the lines through the stede. Military camps and outposts are depicted by flags, though they do not show the size of the particular group at that point. Some flags may correspond to larger forces than others.  Distance is measured in leagues, one league is 3.5 miles or 5.6 kilometers, and 10 leagues is about the distance horses of the Realm can travel in one day. As of now, the only ships capable of navigating open ocean belong to the Grønnskar.

Jaime Stamontson is yellow.

Emeline Basque is purple.

Edmund Deaumont is red.

Orion Brazen is blue.

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The Grønnskar Religion

Overview

The Grønnskar have five main gods, one for each of the tribe’s animal spirits and the overseer god. The tribes believe that their patron god bestowed upon them the unique ability to shift into their animal, and that their specific god is the guardian of their tribe. Each tribe especially worships their patron god and follows specific customs unique to their god. There are also groves called grandfather woods dedicated to each of these gods in the different territories, the location known only to members of each tribe. Very rarely are these locations disclosed to other tribes, and if one wishes to pay homage to another god, they will be brought to the grandfather wood blindfolded to keep the location a secret. However, do not mistake that the tribes only worship their own gods. All of the tribes pay homage to all of the gods, in their own ways.

Generally the main method of worship is through sacrifice. It is believed that the gods take all the souls of those killed by members of their tribe, so it’s often a contest between the tribes on group raids. While human sacrifice is the highest honor, it is done rarely, typically once every four years. Instead, offerings are made of goats and sheep, and sometimes goods such as furs and woven mats are burned in fire pits in the specific groves. These offerings and sacrifices are generally only done for the patron gods, and the god king. The other more minor gods are generally regarded on a more personal basis if they of are particular interest to an individual. Often tribes will have wise men or women that pay heed to these other minor gods and educate the rest of the tribe on all of the teachings of the gods, including the origin story of the Grønnskar and stories about all of the gods. Often the tribes have differing versions of the stories, but the message is all around the same. The origin story and how the heavens came to be, however, are never debated and the details are the same between the tribes.

Heavens & Afterlife

The Gronnskar have very peculiar beliefs regarding access to the heavens they call Himnaríki. Himnaríki sits at the top of the great tree of life Veröldin. To get to Himnaríki one must die in battle defending the Gronnskar. As such, the elderly are regarded strangely. It is considered more honorable to die young, than to live to an old age. That being said everyone has a chance to get to Himnaríki. The Gronnskar believe that when they die, should it not be in battle, they are returned to Veröldin one branch higher than the one they came from. Should one die a dishonorable death, they are brought two branches down. When it is time, they fall from the tree once more and are reborn into another life to get another chance at Himnaríki. This means that everyone is given ample chances at getting into Himnaríki. If one leads a good life they cannot run out of chances to reach the heavens. However if one leads a bad life, they are brought lower and lower on the tree until after the lowest branch, they fall, never to live again. To fall from the tree of life is to become a Læging and this fate is only wished upon one’s worst worst enemy. There are a few ways to become a Læging without going through the cycle multiple times. This includes murder of one’s family, murder of a child or fleeing from battle.

Origins

The Grønnskar believe all life came from a great tree of life called Veröldin. From this tree, the gods fell. First bear Frigg that made the earth, then the stag Vithar that made the life, then the twin wolves Höðr and Sunna which chased each other through the sky bringing about night and day. The world was quiet and for countless centuries the gods lived in peace. All was well in this time. Then Aki came, or rather he was there all along, watching from the Himnaríki. He saw everything, past, present and future and knew that a new era was rising. He dove down on the gods, and pecked each one of them. Their blood mixed seeping into the ground. A week passed before the blood hit the water at the end of the earth and magma spewed forth. From the blood, the Herjaza came to be, bursting forth from the earth as the magma broke the ground. They were strong and beautiful, and close to the gods. They could bend the world to their needs as it suited them, and the gods watched on, curious how their children would fare.

 From the Herjaza came the Grønnskar. The stories vary with how it came to be. Some say the gods did it, others say the Herjaza chose to become the Grønnskar. What is agreed upon is that it happened and when it did, the Herjaza disappeared from the world, leaving it to go to Himnaríki. Some also argue that when the Grønnskar die, they become the Herjaza in the heavens. There is of course always the story that the Herjaza only existed in Himnaríki and they had to become the Grønnskar to descend to Grønnland. Often during rowdy festivals, you can find at least one group arguing and debating over this point. Some argue that the Herjaza wanders the woods in secret causing strange going-ons, though most Grønnskar don’t believe this to be true.

Gods

Disjointed from the four tribe gods is the god king, the eagle Aki. He never interacts with the Grønnskar directly, and in a sense watches over the gods who watch over the Grønnskar. Aki only intervenes when absolutely necessary, instead preferring his distance from all the going-ons. Aki is regarded as a god of fate, the eagle that watches over all things and ensures that everything is going as it should. They say that when he lands, time stops all together and thus allowing him to fix any mistakes that have been made and make things right again. He is not worshipped with any sacrifices, or any religious ceremonies. Instead, you are considered to have done your part for Aki by doing as the gods intended for you. Clearly this is ambiguous and many a drunk has used it as an excuse for their drunkenness. Largely, Aki is regarded with reverence, though rarely spoken of. You could argue that the Grønnskar are superstitious of Aki, and there is a saying that if you say Aki’s name, you call his attention to you for better or worse.

Frigg is the bear goddess. She was the first to fall from Veröldin and when she fell she created the earth, the rocks and the mountains, the land and the sea. She is generally regarded as a great mother protector and often Grønnskar mothers pray to her during pregnancy for strong healthy children. The highest form of worship for Frigg is human sacrifice, after painting the bodies in berry juice. This is done in the grandfather wood in Bear Territory, an open meadow surrounded by large pines and smaller berry bushes. The grasses are covered in red flowers and in the center is a large stone boulder in the shape of a bear. The sacrifices are left at the foot of the bear for Frigg to take as she pleases. It is said she is present at all Bear Tribe births, and many claim to have seen the giant bear in the woods shortly after a baby is brought into the world.

Her partner is the stag Vithar. He was the second to fall from Veröldin and created all life henceforth, from the fish in the sea, to the birds in the sky, but primarily all plant life. It is said with each step he takes new plants grow out of the footsteps. He is worshiped again primarily through human sacrifice. The customs are different depending on what you are praying for, but generally spices are used to adorn the body. Another form of worship for Vithar is the planting of trees, and Stag Tribe takes great care to tend to the land. They never take more than they have to and urge the other tribes to do the same. The grandfather wood for Vithar is grove where many different plants grow with a stream running through it. The sacrifices are done upstream allowing the blood, or remnants of whatever sacrifice is made, run downstream and nourish the plants from which Vithar feeds. It’s said that from Frigg and Vithar came the unicorns, dragons and kraken.

The final two gods are Höðr and Sunna, the two wolves. They are twins and fought each other to fall first from Veröldin. Each of the wolf tribes argues that it is their god that fell first. These two have been chasing each other through the skies ever since. Sunna is the sun goddess, protector of South Wolf Tribe and their female queen. She chases her brother Höðr, the night god, through the sky, never catching one another. Their worship is distinctly different. Sunna is worshipped primarily through fire sacrifices, whereas Höðr prefers for his sacrifices to be either thrown off the highest peak of the Fjell Mountains or left out to freeze. Sunna is considered a benevolent goddess, closer with Frigg and Vithar, whereas Höðr is much colder. Höðr is said to be the most judgmental and picky of the gods, only bestowing his favor on the strongest warriors of North Wolf Tribe. The grandfather wood for Sunna is a warm meadow with a large pit in the center for burning sacrifices. Stones are arranged in this meadow to depict the sun and they are surrounded by bright yellow flowers that cannot be found anywhere else. These flowers have been used, on rare occasions as it is a sin to pick them without just cause, a number of ailments. In contrast the grandfather wood for Höðr is less of a wood and more of a rocky precipice on the highest mountain in the Fjell Mountains. It is the topmost point that humans can reach and stone steps are carved into the rock leading up to it. A stone slab serves as the offering table. Offerings to Höðr are much rarer as the journey is perilous. Anyone who dies on such a journey is considered to be a sacrifice to Höðr.

Besides these main gods are a number of minor deities who are worshipped at the convenience of the Grønnskar.

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Writing Magical Characters

Do you have any ideas for original (or with a personal spin) magical creatures/characters? I’m having trouble making them up for a story. Thank you so much! - im-adddicted-to-you

Your characters need to be a part of the world they live in. Whether you’re making magical creatures/characters live on Earth or you’re creating a whole new world, their appearances and personalities have to make sense with their surroundings. My best advice would be to get to know the environment that’s going to be home to your characters and what kind of story you want to tell. When you already know your plot and your setting really well, your characters will most likely come easily. 

Here you are a few links that might come in handy:

Writing Realistic Magical Characters

How to Describe a Fantasy Creature

Tips for Writing Mythical Creatures

Character Questionnaire for Fantasy Characters

Fantasy Names Generator

10 Steps to Creating Realistic Fantasy Animals

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DJINN

Djinn are essentially genies. The limitations of their magical abilities are entirely unknown, as they have never been tested. They can appear and disappear at will, and can only be controlled be being enclosed in a gold container, typically a lamp. Once captured, they are indebted to whoever frees them with three wishes. However there is a catch. The djinn are bound to three wishes, but that does not always mean that they wish to grant them. More often than not they will twist a poorly-worded desire and turn it into a curse.

They are typically found to the north, in the dryer parts of the land. However lately, gold lamps have been found as far south as Rishstede. A freed djinn typically lives in the caves, or at least that is assumed as it is easier to see their smoky forms in the dark. It may be that a Djinn lives in the cave as that is where there is natural darkness and therefore where they are most corporeal. This theory has yet to be proven.

It is believed they live for thousands of years. There have been no records of them being born, or dying, and in fact their known population has remained the same since they had first been recorded. A few have cropped up several times in history, recognizable for their distinct forms. For example, Marid is exceptionally volatile and whenever she crops up, chaos ensues like the Great Drought of 53. B.U. Her smoke form is chaotic, always moving and shifts from animal forms to human in mere seconds, showing her strength, and making her recognizable to historians.

Many adventurers and thrill-seekers travel far to the north in the hopes of happening upon one such golden lamp, but there are few stories of these turning out well. In the first century B.U. there was a widespread appearance of the half-djinn in both literature, and art, yet those seemed to disappear by about 10 L.U. There is no verification that such a thing can exist, but it is a topic well-versed scholars love to debate.

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Village de l’An Mil Melrand, Morbihan.

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THE QUEENSGUARD

With the tragedy that happened to the king and the new claims for the throne the realm has become a dangerous place. The king’s bastard already inherited the Kingsguard and fair enough as it had been passed down through his father’s line for generations. However, that did not leave the virgin queen with much protection outside her family and that just wasn’t going to do. The Queensguard, so called as it was put together for the queen started with a deserter from the Kingsguard that believed Emeline had the rightful claim to the throne and grew from there. Now she has her own guard for protection while she continues to vie for the throne.

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