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

Silently listening to the suggestions of the Lieutenant, General Dorian was immersed in the map, humming at the many smaller suggestions that were made.

From the separation of the ranged and spreading them around the many elevated positions for a higher vantage point for greater advantage, or the clever usage of the local forage, correctly utilizing the thick forest to hide the reinforcement and the light cavalry, so that the enemy could be taken off-guard when or if they decide to strike back after the first initial rounds of assaults to their defenses.

Even the clever positioning of the support, hiding some of them in the thick shrubbery of the trees, some behind the rocky terrain, whilst only just a meager small party would be close to the front.

The suggestions were showing a much keener insight than most of General Dorian's captains had shown. The signs of a great strategist, a tactical, analytic mind.

Chapter 619 - The captains