.original sin

19 November 2005

Prologue

In a small corner of a small country in a vast world, there once lived a man. There was nothing really special about this man; he was from the northern lands, was the son of a soldier who left for a war he did not return from, and had trained to be a warrior. He was only seventeen when he went to war, for all lands would be affected by the outcome and he loved his family so much that he wanted only to protect them.

Many men he'd grown up with, that had known him as a small boy, left with him for the south; much fewer in number returned home two years later. But the man did not wish to return to the north, for he had become friends with an elf from the eastern lands, and wished to see the splendor that he had merely heard of in songs and stories. They traveled far, and the man was amazed at what he saw in the east.

There were beautiful cities within the forests, along the lakes and rivers, where humans like himself and elves and even the mysterious Dreizen lived in harmony with nature. It was everything he had dreamed it, everything he had imagined, and the man fell in love with the east.

He remained only one year; although he dearly loved the east, he missed his family and friends from the north. The man nearly wept as he bid farewell to his friends and set off for home. He had not gone far when he heard a voice cry for him to wait.

The man had not expected the elf to follow him. He asked why, for he did not understand why one would want to leave such beauty behind. The elf replied simply that she did not wish to be apart from he whom she had grown to love. The man was surprised by his friend's words, for he had fallen in love with her nearly two years before, but had never said anything for fear that such a creature could never care for a mere human.

The man and the elf soon reached the northern lands, where the man was welcomed back by his grateful family. They were a bit leary of the elf maiden at first, not quite believing her to be a warrior but soon accepting that elves did things a bit differently than humans; and why shouldn't a woman fight to protect those she loved, the man's mother mused aloud one day. Were she younger, the woman said, she would have wished to fight alongside her son and the husband she had lost ten years before.

In less than a year's time the man and elf were wed; a full year later they had a son. The child was truly beautiful, a perfect blending of elven and human traits, his mother's eyes peering out from beneath a short crop of his father's jet hair. Their family, human and elf alike, fussed over the child endlessly, one of the elf's cousins saying that when the time came he would train the boy himself to be as great a soldier as his parents. Unfortunately those not related to the family held no love for the boy; elves simply mourned that the beautiful child would fall victim to the human curse of old age and death, while humans looked upon the infant with contempt and disgust.

Before their child's first year had passed, two friends from the east came to visit. A pair of Dreizen, twin siblings who the elf had known for years, had wished to see how life was treating the couple and to meet their child. The woman had been fascinated by how the elven features mingled so well with the human, while the man had merely been in awe of the new life. The twins remained for nearly a month, during which time they pleaded with their friends to return with them to Everwyld, but to no avail. In the end, the Dreizen left for the east, promising to visit again when they were finished their business in the coastal city of Krish'ne Torel.

Years passed, and the boy grew. He did not realize until his eighth year that the other children around him were taller and stronger, and that they were terribly hostile towards him. His parents, the only family he had left in the north as his grandmother and aunts had succumbed to illness in the previous winters, reassured him that he was normal; his Dreizen friends who visited every so often claimed he was special and need not listen to what the other humans said. He clung to their words, keeping them close to his heart.

When he was fifteen years of age, his father was killed when trying to break up a dispute between two of the men he'd fought alongside in the war so long ago. The news struck his mother hard, and she faded and died less than a month later. It was then that his cousin from the east came to him, taking him to his home hidden in Izul'ze Dreva. He was eager to learn what the elf had to teach him, although with it came a hard lesson.

He was not human, nor was he elf. He aged slower than the human children his age, looking no older than ten years; he aged faster than elves, as those he'd seen who appeared to be his age were actually nearly ten years his elders. There was no real place for him in the world, and this knowledge was bitter. In time he grew cold to those who might well love him, not daring to let them close. His cousin frowned at his actions, the elves who could look past his humanity and see a brother lamented that he was dead inside, but the man could not bring himself to care. All he had held close to his heart were gone, even the Dreizen who had claimed to care for him as if he were their kin.

He trusted no one. He trusted Dreizen even less.

Years passed. The humans he had known as a child were either dead or had grown old; the elves he'd lived with were reaching maturity. The man left Izul'ze Dreva with nothing in his heart save for bitterness.

In time, he was called by his cousin, begging a favour for the good of the world. Although he held no love for any creature, his mother's teachings resonated in his mind, and the man found himself agreeing to meet with his cousin in Krish'ne Torel.

And this is where our story begins....

Updated 10:20 AM
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Language IV

This post is shorter even than the last language post since it's only for a few minor phrases and words that will come up at some point... and be almost immediately translated. This is more for my benefit although when I publish I'll include either an index or an appendex with pronounciation guides on the words that are used.

Updated 10:06 AM
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18 November 2005

Characters II

This post is to give some background info on the supporting characters who appear; most of the characters mentioned here are either allies/friends of the main cast, although there are a few minor background characters mentioned here as well.

Updated 11:41 AM
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17 November 2005

Language III

This post doesn't go much into words, more into a few of the phrases that the twins use in OS. Formatting is the same as in the previous language posts.
This is about where they switch back to common, as they opt to insult the humans in a language they can understand at that point.

Updated 6:10 PM
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16 November 2005

Language II

Continuing from where the last language post leaves off. Formatting remains the same.

Updated 10:14 AM
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15 November 2005

World I

The world the story is set in is very much like the one we live in. The only real difference is that cities and forests are often intermingled, which doesn't always work out for the humanoid and animalia species involved as each is infringing on the others' habitat. There are some places where coexistence is possible; those are the main townships and cities that the story takes place.
More on the peaks and valleys of Izul'ze Dreva will be mentioned in a later post. For the most part, these three regions are the central locale for the entire story; two of the main characters are from Everwyld while at least one is originally from the Izul'ze Dreva range.

Updated 4:02 PM
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Characters I

This profile is for the main characters in the OS world. You'll note that none of them are human, although each one has a character flaw of some sort. Supporting characters will be discussed in a later post.

Updated 1:59 PM
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Language I

Most of the languages spoken in the world I'm creating are much like the main languages of our reality (mainly Latin-based languages) but two of the principal characters speak Dreize. Pronounced dray-zhe, this is the spoken language of those who are decended from the Elder Dragon clans. Names in Dreize have a specific meaning, most of the time tied to personality traits, although occassionally they can translate to something as mundane as Earthen or Lacking Spirit.

Format:
Dreize word/term: (pronounciation) translation and use

Updated 1:13 PM
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