Shaele

Darkness. The ultimate ruler, the true One-Above-All. Everything starts from it, and everything returns to it eventually. People say that in your final moments, darkness seeps in your very existence, engulfs your whole being. They say it’s an incredibly relaxing feeling that takes you on your journey to your afterlife. They say that in the very darkness, the ‘nothingness’ your weary soul will finally be able to rest and relax. This brings up some very philosophical and existential questions. Do you even exist?

Follow the epic journey of Aiden, the last primal, a unique and ancient race as he finds his place in a strange, new world, filled with threats and violence.

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UPDATE: A supportive reader has created a Discord Server. Here's the link if you would like to reach out to me and/or join the community:

http://discord.link/Shaele

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If you would like to support me and leave me a personalized message, you can buy me a 'coffee' at Ko-Fi: https://ko-fi.com/shaele

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This story (and the world itself) is something I started writing and creating 15 years ago, while I was telling stories with my friends in our regular D&D sessions. The world is a hand-crafted fantasy world, filled with history and lore that we created over the course of years. While I may be new to the writing scene, I will do my very best to bring you an enjoyable experience. 

Hope you enjoy the journey just as much as I enjoyed creating it.

The Last Primal

"Here you go, Mary. All the white flower buds and the disgusting frog gall bladders you could imagine!" With much more enthusiasm than it was needed, Cole promptly emptied the contents of his leather bag on the table.

As the contents flew out of the bag due to the intense swinging, the 6 dark blue Sahuagin Monster Orbs were also revealed.

Raising her eyebrows, Mary looked at Cole and Aiden with a puzzled look before she asked.

"Uhm, these are the Sea Devil Monster Orbs, that was a request for that Rank 2 quest that the other group picked…" With nervous laughter, Cole scratched the back of his head. He felt rather tense, as they did not pick the quest, it was assigned to the now-deceased Bloody Dagger group. Still, if nothing, they could at least cash it in for some coins.

Chapter 172 - Reporting and Choosing Rewards