The realm of Entherah Born out of the detached heart of Enthah Being of great power and affection
She delivered the earth, the Elementals She created the relics, the Fae She bore the desire, Humankind
She divided this land into eight One phase to each nation One part of her to all creations
But take away her life. Steal the souls of her children. Empty out that wasted flesh. And what is left of her is this power. The potential to will reality. The power to reconstruct destiny, and that is what this man of lust had aimed to do.
It was forbidden to their nature the immortal breath, said to be cursed to collect the dead from those who rest. But this mage of ancient and flames was not afraid. He saw the ability of humankind to create their fate. He heard the cries of the lost souls in Esteria and it festered in his head that did not allow rest. So he made his choice. Carrying in his heart was the tarmorein, studied and evoked, it was his liberty.
As he traversed his home of the Fae life, Krugan, his blood and eth surge through him. Casting the words in which will finally free the creatures of Entherah, he entered the room of its Acolyte, the region’s prince, his kin.
“Brother, what’s the matter?”
In his eyes, he saw the youngling, so innocent and pure. Hair and dress as bright as the Celestials, the Acolyte was touched by the power of the goddess of whom he now loathes. And although he had such hatred for the powerful being, his heart ached to see the little boy go. At the cusps of finishing his spell, the child asked again.
“Brother, why are you crying?”
Suddenly, dark matter burst forth from his outreached hand. Like smoked shadows it encircled the boy, passing him through and through, gently taking away his life.
“Brother, what is this? I’m scared.”
Finishing his soft chant, the mage held his brother in his last breathes, finally responding to his silent cries of death, “Your sacrifice will not be in vain brother, for you will be free.”
And thus begins the tale from which Entherah will tell.
Welcome to the realm of Entherah, the world that should have been full of adventure and discovery. Where folks of all kinds could have found their dreams in fruition. Where a princess could have been free and a warrior to finally come home. Welcome to the world of shattered fantasies and ambitions and where death comes upon those who wish for things to change.
All Alve wanted in life was to be the best princess her uncle deemed her to grow into, and behave like a princess her brother wished her to carry. But to the dismay of the entire Chustern court, she was more Fae than royalty. Whatever the little mouse of the kingdom accomplishes, chaos was never far away. Born sickly and with the inability to use eth, follow the life of a gullible little girl as she trek through the impossible world where mystery, magic, and politics come to eat each other...
-along with unearthing what else roams in the darkness.