The Library of Heliochron

The Library of Heliochron was one of the most popular locations in the Tragon territories of Keros, but today, the Library was oddly empty. The majority of the Tragon population was out on the streets, celebrating the holiness of their deity, the Whenvern, partying, drinking, playing in the honour of the Time Lord. In fact, … Read moreThe Library of Heliochron

Unwanted Brother’s Visit

“Hello, little brother!” Elkay sighed as he opened the front door. Standing there quite calmly was Retvik Rethianos, a living legend and Elkay’s older half-brother. He was too tall to enter the small, Skyan house normally and had to duck under the doorway to come inside. Elkay led him into the house and closed the … Read moreUnwanted Brother’s Visit

Dragon At The Party

Retvik smiled as he opened the door for his guests. He had already had a little too much to drink and was noticeably tipsy. But he wasn’t the first to exclaim with glee as the heavy iron door opened up. “ARKAY! YOU CAME!” Gath shouted, towering over the little, yellow creature. He grabbed Arkay and … Read moreDragon At The Party

Privacy Desires

The more the Thantophor thought about it, the more he liked Skyavok culture. Sure, there were small things he didn’t like about the Skyavok, like how they didn’t get enough sunlight and separated themselves into classes and seemed mostly unwilling to help other races, but they were pretty alright. The Skyavok cared for one another, … Read morePrivacy Desires

To One Side

The collision had been fatal, spewing glass and wreckage across the road in front of the governmental building. Already, emergency vehicles, R-Class members, had gathered around, trying to pull the survivors out of the rubble, trying to work out what was going on. But they were not alone, K-Class military were assisting as well. It … Read moreTo One Side

Trust in Death

“You didn’t say anything…” Arkay shook his head to clear his thoughts, unaware that someone was talking to him. Turning to his left, he saw Kayel, the All-Ksa and leader of the Skyavok, standing there, staring at him. “Was I supposed to?” Arkay blinked. “I introduced myself, everyone else introduced themselves and then you all … Read moreTrust in Death

Hungry Hungry Arkay

“Hungry.” That was Arkay’s first thought as he woke up. He was technically always awake, but his physical form needed a good eight hours of rest every 20-25 hours. Plus, sleeping was nice. Arkay hadn’t slept that well though, and since he had just woken up in an unfamiliar location, it made him feel even … Read moreHungry Hungry Arkay

Unwanted Visitor at the Door

“Don’t answer it…” There was a knock on the door. Whoever it was had only knocked a couple of times and it was clearly a polite, soft knock. But the occupants were currently busy. Well, not busy, but lazy. And not exactly well-dressed. “Elkay, please don’t answer it…” “Teekay, they will not go away otherwise.” … Read moreUnwanted Visitor at the Door

Point of Green

They had travelled mostly in silence, but none of the crew minded. The silence allowed them to come to grips with what was going on. They were sharing a ship with a death god, one who wanted to lead them somewhere. The majority of the crew were not trusting of this strange being. While it … Read morePoint of Green

Sharing a Vessel

It was outside, hovering about 100m in front of the main cockpit. It was just floating there, oblivious to the fact that it was in the vacuum of space and that the Rethan vessel had its weapons pointed at it. “Hey, can we talk?” It’s voice was… oddly humble. Everyone present knew what the being … Read moreSharing a Vessel

Bips of Light

“Ser, you have to see this…” General Somenion hated those words. A cliché jumble of confusion with a hint of fear and panic. They were unfitting words for any Rethan, let alone a soldier under Somenion’s command. Never had those words been followed by something positive. “What is it, soldier?” Somenion grunted, getting up from … Read moreBips of Light

An Offer for a Helping Hand

“You came back!” Kayel was, amazingly, walking around, up and about. He may have broken his shoulder after an unfortunate confrontation with an angry goddess, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t use his legs. He had been pacing up and down the private hospital room, worrying about things, when a yellow-armoured Skyavok knocked on the … Read moreAn Offer for a Helping Hand

Back Garden

“Retvik?” Gath sat up in bed, reaching for the blankets. A cold breeze had sneaked in somehow, and a frigid brush against Gath’s uncovered leg had snapped him out of his slumber. The rest of the bed was empty. Recently empty. “Retvik, are you in the bathroom?” There was no reply. Normally Gath’s beloved partner … Read moreBack Garden