Elevator Chat

Rethais had planned to just head home after yet another tedious day of pointless work. But as he closed the door to his office, he noticed someone sitting outside. A small, black and yellow, familiar Skyavok. “Uh, what are you doing here, All-Ksa Kayel?” Kayel folded up the pamphlet he had been reading and placed … Read more

Legion of Threats

Veeksiar tutted as he weaved through the lines of soldiers, making his way to the grand office of the High General. He had been working alongside Vaxavius and Orthon, two high ranking Generals, for the last few weeks, creating a very large, very comprehensive plan on how to make non-Rethan races like the Rethavok more. … Read more

A Brief Break From Work

“Hi Ser!” Trismit bounced as he let himself in. “You are home early! Normally you do not get in until late!” Rethais looked up from his tablet, smiling slightly. “You do know you do not need to call me ser, right? Any parental name is acceptable.” Trismit shrugged, dumping his bag by the cape rack, … Read more

In Front of the Lord

“Hm. Looks like he’s redecorated…” All things considered, Kohra was actually feeling rather calm right now. The trip from his home where he had been kidnapped from, all the way to the Grand Palace that marked the centre of Rethan territories and influence had been rather calm and, more importantly, Kohra had managed to glean … Read more

Bang At The Door

“Hey, were either of you expecting a par-” The front door blasted off its hinges throwing Kayen backwards and flinging him across the floor. Before he could even attempt to work out why the front door had exploded, a heavy metal collar snapped around Kayen’s neck, pinning him to the tiled floor. Immediately, Kayen began … Read more

Bribed Back

“Are you really watching me from over the fence, Vaxavius?” Vaxavius crossed his arms, tutting. “No one answered the front door and I need to speak to you urgently.” With a sigh, Rethais threw his shovel to one side and approached the fence at the end of the garden, where Vaxavius was lurking. He had … Read more

Parking Lot Conversation

“Hello, Rethais.” Rethais jumped, dropping the two bags of shopping he was holding and nearly slamming the vehicle door on his fingers. Due to the season, darkness had arrived at 5pm, and Rethais had only managed to finish his weekly shop at 6pm, so by the time he had arrived home, it was definitely dark. … Read more