Krillian

Confluence is a story that takes place in a world unlike earth and as you go through the book you will meet the many people and entities that reside in this weird and fantastic place. The forces of change are lurking in the waters of the shattered continents. The pantheon of gods that dictate the happenings of this world pay no attention to the people they rule nor do they care what befalls their pitiful subjects. However, contrary to this situation there are some gods who have run amuck with humans and as a result, there seems to be a spike in the world's half-breeds. These children of godly descent are seen as extraordinary, but really is their blood a blessing or a curse?...

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Confluence Beneath the Gods

The palace of the Sea-Saint Alice is known as," the land of beauty, but the home of death."


A holy land of women comes to the mind when many think of Alice and her home, however, no one would dare fantasize beyond this. The belief in the Sea God in his region was absolute and nothing but another god could contest his existence. The Sea Princess who was rumored to the spawn of such a being was not a person the common man could defile with their thoughts. 


On the other hand, the beauties that serve her were another story in general. The thoughts of the Charming, Elegant, and Noblewomen drove the men of the region crazy with desire. Their thoughts were not completely inaccurate regardless of their intentions and there was a truth to their guess. The Saintess Alice is served personally by her personal guard the 'Mulleres do mar'. 


They specialize in a range of things from bodyguards to merchants and even servants for her holiness. The Saint to them is like a mother and it was Alice herself who rescued and recruited these women from nearly every region for use in her most trusted inner circle. They felt she was worth following regardless of her age.


" The miss has returned!" A female guard bellowed from atop the fortress sentry tower. She was met with a loud and encompassing horn. 


The palace sat on top of a large rock and could be described as an island far above sea level. The only entrance was by a secret dock at the base of the island plateau. The guard tower was a distance from the island and functioned as a lighthouse to night visitors and a warning to others. 


The guard had signaled the arrival of a cruiser class galleon with golden trimmings and a figurehead of an angel holding an azure trident. The ship, however, had no mass and rubber if you look closely it didn't even rely on any sails to travel across the ocean. The sight would puzzle anyone who was not familiar with the owner of the ship. 


After, making its way around the guard tower the ship entered the cave that served as the only entrance to the island and docked. A few moments later, a group of well trained female guards marched down some stairs at the end of the sparsely populated doc, before making their way to the newly arrived ship. They got into two single-file lines and entered their welcoming formation. Their swords remained sheathed. But, their arms horizontally crossed their chest, with their fist on their heart. Two voices welcomed them.


"You can be at ease girls it isn't like the pope came for a visit or something and even then why would you have to be so well 'receiving' for that old bat- ow! ow! older sister Ren stop! ow!"


"How many times do I have to tell you to stop bad mouthing his highness the first pope in front of our younger sisters Liliana!?"


|The sacrifice behind the prophet|