![]() ![]() “Queen Kalia, however, has fallen ill long before the incident in Nourdari… and this does not ease her nor me, as we were both born in Nourdari. “I’m not too far into my pregnancy to travel, Queen Tabia,” the blonde Najiyya replied. “Speaking of you, why is Queen Kalia not present? No offense to you, child, but you’re pregnant with the future heir of your kingdom.” “And the circumstances have been… rather complicated, haven’t they, Princess Najiyya?” She turned to the youngest, who seemed rather uneased. “It’s not everyday that any of us would meet the Argelian Empress,” the green-haired woman replied while the servant walked out of the room. “Consider the Aquarius Argelian soil, which I humbly welcome you to.” As the maid served them, the pinkette continued her greeting. “I must thank you all, Orobian Queens, for meeting with me,” the pinkette began while a maid came in with a cart full of food. The final woman was a mid-back length, pink-haired woman with calm brown eyes, wearing an elegant bright red and yellow dress, a gold crown atop her head with a long red veil. The fifth was easily the youngest, a tanned, short, blonde woman about 20 with bright blue eyes wearing a simple white and pink dress concealing her pregnant stomach, elegant sandals, and a simple white and gold tiara. The fourth was the oldest, a faded green-haired woman with tanned skin, a pair of silver rimmed glasses adorning her nose, and wearing a simple green coat over a dark blue shirt and brown pants with heels. The third was an olive-skinned woman with blue shoulder-length hair wearing an orange dress, a gold fragment on her own necklace with an empty hole on hers, an orange ribbon tied to the bracelets around her wrists, and simple sandals. The second was a red headed woman, her hair into a long mid-back ponytail, with merely tan skin wearing a white and blue dress with toeless heeled shoes. The first was a brown skinned brunette with slightly pointed ears, dark blue eyes, and medium length hair wearing a red and purple blouse over burgundy pants, a gold fragment of some kind around her neck with a white gemstone in the middle, a gold circlet with a light red gem in it, and flat shoes. Inside a large cabin, a lavishly decorated room, gathered around a long table was a group of six regal-looking women. A war for the fate of Orobia began five years prior with a simple meeting gone awry.Ī large royal galleon had docked in a simple port late at night. This is just one of those stories… the story of a second great war. And the best part about stories is there is no right or wrong way to tell the same tale. Probably over a thousand stories, some true, some false, lie in the sands. There are even lost ruins still being looked into from the Great War between the dragons and the genies that ravaged the land over 5,000 years ago over the hybrid Rerci.īut the one thing Orobia always had in the desert was a story.Įach day and night in Orobia is filled with many, many tales. Other times, the sands were the graves of various people, from famous nobles, to notorious outlaws, to entire armies. ![]() Some of these are great treasures who could turn a beggar into a king in a single night. The desert continent of Orobia is home to many secrets. Release us from our dark plights, And break the shackles of this slave." "Guide our people to the light, Away from this forsaken grave. and if that doesn't work, an alliance of unlikely allies digging into dark secrets, exploring a beautiful and strange world, and employing tactics and magic to retake Orobia or die trying.Ĭhapter Text Prologue: "A Slaying of Queens"Īre you truly there? If your presence yet remains, Please listen to this child's prayer. The only hope may come from a political marriage between the southern nations of Poswa and Cruibia. Five years after that, Northern Orobia is on the verge of defeat. When a peace summit between the nations of Orobia and their neighbor across the northern sea, the Argelian Empire, fails and ends with five Orobian Queens dead, war is declared. Approximately 5,000 years afterwards, the continent may need this hybrid and her treasure again. ![]() She was punished by mankind for her existence causing pain by being sealed away, her sacred treasure destroyed. In ancient times, dragons and genies waged war against each other over a hybrid of the two races. The continent of Orobia offers visitors two things aplenty: sand and stories. If you do not like that, then please move on.
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