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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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

Dread washed over the seasoned orcish elite warriors for a second causing them to shiver and looked at the frail-looking male goblin in an entirely new light than before. Their first impression of this pipsqueak being a weakling lord of his species was completely wrong as it seems, and the little guy did hold some surprises in that small frame of his.

Their mixed expressions of surprise and shock lingered for a moment longer only, before it vanished from their faces, returning to the cold, collected demeanor as before. They were veterans, after all, they were trained to do their assigned jobs to perfection after all.

As his expression calmed and returned to the previous stoic look, the guard on the right nodded as he responded with his broken goblin dialect.

Chapter 229 - Surprises