Thoughts On Non-Rethans

“So we have a Banikan wandering around here now?” Lysar grunted, sitting on the edge of the only balcony in Thre-Hertany. Being nothing more than a military base, surrounded by concrete walls and grassy fields, there was very little room for anything even remotely fancy. Most of the Rethans didn’t mind though, as they were … Read more

Catching up with Veeyel

Kayel beamed with joy as the two bowl of food arrived and were politely placed in front of him and his dear partner Veeyel. They had been planning a night to themselves for weeks now, but recent political events had meant that they were up to their necks in extra security. Everything from extra guards … Read more

Banikan in the Distance

Elkay grunted and grumbled as something poked him in the side, just underneath where his armoured chest carapace ended. Elkay was tired and grumpy and didn’t want to be disturbed, so of course here was someone to annoy the heck out of him. When turning over and pulling a blanket over himself failed to get … Read more

Creature in the Clearing

It had been difficult trying to explain where Elkay went every Sunday, so most of the time, he had just told small lies, claiming he was going for a walk or wanted to clear his head or whatever. After all, the former Rethan High General sneaking off into the silver birch forests on the Hertany-Vriskera … Read more

At the Guard Tower

“So, what now?” “What do you mean by that?” Rethais had been on guard for hours now, standing at the newly erected guard tower at the town gate since it had finished being built that very morning. He had given out his orders for the day, handing out tasks for every able-bodied Rethan around, before … Read more

Bubbling Thoughts

“What was all that about?” Trismit whispered as the door slammed behind him and Retvik. While the day had started off pretty badly, things seemed to be turning around, since the pair of them had been treated to a very nice spa treatment and were now allowed ten minutes on their own in a warm … Read more

Stabbed Plea

Everything was dark and cold, from the chilled concrete floor to the frozen glass walls that formed an unfriendly, sanitary cell around each of the two Rethavok. Small blue-white lights were the only thing that allowed the two Rethavok to see what was going on. There were seemingly no entrances or exits, aside from a … Read more

Last Drink at the Dusty Wagon

“Heya, Dee!” “Hey, Revan, you’re not dead! Same as normal?” “Same as normal please, Dee!” Dekadee, known as Dee to his customers, was an older Skyavok from an older time, back when the Skyavok normally hid away in the shadows, yet he had been here, running the Dusty Wagon bar, as long as he could … Read more

Yet Another Sacrifice

“Well, if Retvik is going, I guess I will go as well…” All things considered, Trismit didn’t feel too bad, especially since he had just been told he had to give himself up to a dangerous deity that had forcefully taken control of his entire race. While he had expected to feel scared and upset, … Read more

Brotherly Ultimatum

He had received a multitude of warnings over the last two hours, but even if he’d had a year’s warning in advance, there was no way Rethais could have been prepared for the mess he was currently looking at. Like the 300 other free-minded Rethavok, beings who were unable to be directly mind-controlled by the … Read more

Medical Curiosities

“So let me make this next sentence as clear and concise as possible for you. You discovered the ability to give your fellow Rethavok super powers and decided to shut the whole experiment down?” Kaldoran nodded awkwardly. In the last day or so, he had been forced to go through vast, vast mountains of paperwork … Read more

Kid of the Former

Relkay Rethianos was not having a particularly good time. After two weeks of beatings, torture and forced feeding and drugging, he had finally broken. He had admitted knowing about the secret tunnels underneath the cities, he had admitted to creating distractions so other Rethavok could flee to safer lands. He had also admitted to being … Read more

Carpeted Walls

“Does this happen often?” “I… cannot say.” Kaldoran ran his hands across the weird, fluffy walls, feeling for any sort of ridge or window or exit or literally anything, hoping that there was some way to escape this hideous, lowly lit room. Knowing that there wasn’t any such exit, Vaksavar sat on the lone piece … Read more

Bedside Tears

“Hey, kiddo, you are finally awake.” Trismit’s eyes flickered open, trying to adjust to the weirdly bright yet dull light that illuminated the concrete bunker he had been sleeping in. To his left was an IV drip, feeding much-needed fluids into his formerly unconscious body. To his right was a familiar face, one that Trismit … Read more

By the Throat

“Ah, Kaldoran, it is a pleasure to finally meet you!” The former General of Medicinal Affairs was trying very hard to remain calm as the massive, clawed hand of the Void Lord clung to his throat, dangling him above a very, very high drop. “W-w-what d-d-do you w-w-want?” Kaldoran stuttered, shaking, holding on to the … Read more