Irish Mythology

 

Days and nights are a blur in this place.  Some days go on and on and seem to never end.  Other days pass in the blink of an eye.  I can’t even say how many days have passed since my last journal entry.  I’ve been all around the walled town of Dreyton.  A lot of important people died here recently.  The town constable, Driscol.  The leader of the undergound, Slaine.  The old innkeeper, Angus.  Even the former lord of the valley, Kormac.  What’s interesting is that they were found the same way – headless in the forest.  The people here swear it was Dullahan – the headless horseman.

They said Dullahan hunts down his victims with a spirit of vengeance.  They say he rides a black horse with eyes of fire only in the darkest hours of night.  That he carries his shriveled head under one arm and a whip made of a human spine in the other.  They say there is no escaping him once his severed head calls your name.  Sounds like a bunch of redneck superstition to me.  But these people believe it fiercely.  I didn’t get it at first.  Even when I started hearing other stories – stories of banshees luring men to their deaths at the lake, bands of goblins kidnapping children, a mysterious clan of shapeshifters called the Pooka and battling bands of pixies and brownies.  It wasn’t until I heard the word leprechaun that everything clicked into place.  Fablemyr is full of the legends of Ireland.  I don’t know how, I don’t know why, but it is.  All the stories, the fables and folklore, the mythology of the Celts – it’s all alive in this place.  Ireland’s legends are Fablemyr’s history.

This begs the question – if this one place is reflective of Ireland’s lore – what other places are linked to our world?  How many are there?  How vast is Akralon?  How full of ancient tales and epic sagas?

And on another branch of thought – how many people from our world are here right now?  How many people know about this place?  And those who know – what have they done with this knowledge?  What have they done in Akralon?

 

 

 

Published in: on April 19, 2012 at 11:34 pm  Leave a Comment  

Fianna Adair – “Emerald”

Fianna Adair  (20)

Home: Sligo, Ireland.  in 1245, Castle Sligo was built on the northwestern coast of Ireland.  The name derives from sligeach – meaning “shelly place”.  The famed Irish poet, William Butler Yeats grew up here, taking inspiration from the wonders around him.  Neolithic ruins are scattered about, evidence of inhabitants over 6,000 years ago – signs of an ancient and mysterious history.

Born in Dublin, when her mother died, Fianna and her father left the capital and moved west to settle in the coastal town.  Her sense of isolation and hopelessness melted away when she met Sean, who lifted her from her depression and promised her the world.  For a moment in time, she believed in fairy tales.  Until of course, she caught him cheating with her best friend, Caitlin.

 

Emerald 

Race: Lunaire (Moon Elf)

Class: warden

Emerald has a keen knowledge of the flora, recognizing and knowing the properties of herb, root, bark and berry alike.  She is a tracker and a hunter, defending her beloved forest against those with no respect for nature.

Her bow is carved of the rib bone of a dire bear, in the intricate celtic design of the ancient moon elves.

She is the Watcher of the Wood, the Guardian of the Glade, the Keeper of Secrets.

 

Published in: on August 27, 2011 at 4:22 am  Leave a Comment  

Justin Clay – “Drifter”

Justin Clay (21)

Home: Michigan (MI), USA.  Founded January 26, 1837, Michigan is the 26th state. The Ojibwa tribes called the land mishigamaa, meaning, “large lake”.  The French arrived first, taking this name and turning it into Michigan.  The name is appropriate, considering it is filled with 64,980 lakes and ponds, and there is no place in the state that is further than six miles from a fresh water source.  It is surrounded by the largest freshwater bodies in the world, granting it the title – The Great Lake State.  The lower peninsula is famous for looking like a mitten.  Lush, alive and full of rivers, lakes and trees, this forest land was a frontier for hunters and trappers.

Justin is a student at Michigan State University, in East Lansing, MI.  After his parents separated and his father went off to Afghanistan, never to return, he fell into a funk.  Drifting through college without a goal or a clue, he currently majors in Communications although He’s lost his motivation and his drive.  After a dreamlike relationship with fascinating girl, Mary, suddenly went out with a fiery end, he once again finds himself floating through college without direction.  He often thinks of escaping his over-bearing mother and the mundane normality of every day life.

 

Drifter

Race: Athyrian/Sunarian

Class: Western Paladin

Drifter can discern truth, detect hearts dominated by darkness, and convert his stamina into healing energy.  He’s also highly resistant to demonic forces and those of undeath.

He possesses the ancient celtic Sword of Nuada, called The Answerer.  This mythical sword once belonged to the High King of Ireland, Nuada – thousands of years ago.  The golden gemstone blade has powers of its own and has bonded itself to him.

He is the Windblown Traveler, the Seeker of Truth and the Bringer of Justice.

 

 

 

 

Published in: on August 26, 2011 at 11:54 pm  Leave a Comment  

The Fairyfolk: Part 1

I am now convinced that Fablemyr is everything that is Celtic mythology.  If Ireland had an alternate reality where all the fables and legends were true, Fablemyr would be that place.

There is a war going on here.  The Fairyfolk, as they are called, are filling this forest with all manner of mischief, magic and mayhem.  You might, at this point, be tempted to laugh.  Don’t.

 

Fairyfolk are not what you read in Disney stories.  There is no Tinkerbell.  Allow me to elaborate.

Nymphs – female fairies with no wings that inhabit areas near streams or ponds.  Gorgeously curved females with green skin? Yes.  Alluring and seductive, smelling of freshly scented flowers?  Yes.  Wondering where the term “nympho” came from?  Wonder no longer.  Word to the wise, think twice before indulging yourself.  Oh, and if you’re a female, you’ll probably just be ignored.  As long as you don’t annoy them in any way…

 

Sprites – glowing, flashy, dragonfly-winged fairies that zip and dart all over the place, enough to make you feel like you’re in a fantasy disco club.  They love to sing and dance and laugh… and they never get tired.  Never.

  With limitless energy, beware.  If you unwittingly wander into one of their fairy rings – circles of those large white and red mushrooms, they will not let you leave until they feel properly entertained.  Even if it means dancing you till you drop – dead.

Published in: on August 26, 2011 at 4:25 am  Leave a Comment  

Shindo Kaze

 Shindo Kaze

The Shadow Empire

Banished from the light of the sun a thousand years ago, the once proud race became the Dreyth – Shadow elves.  Dwelling deep beneath Venomthorn, they made a new life.  bridges of onyx stretch across the smooth jet surface of the murky waters below.  Dark towers rise and hang from the cavernous expanse like decorative stalagmites and stalactites.


Published in: on July 22, 2011 at 6:14 am  Leave a Comment  

Arora Vael

Arora Vael

The Great Fairy Kingdom

When the Tuatha de Danann left Ireland and became the Lunaire, or Moon Elves, this was their first city.  Sleek white marble – veined with evergreen ivy, elegant spires built to resemble spiraling white elms, set aglow with fairyfire from within, and towering arches traced in silver.  Arora Vael shines with otherworldly beauty that few but the fairyfolk ever lay eyes upon.

Guarded with ancient wards and Celtic glyphs, it is also known as the Hidden City.  Queen Eolande rules the fairyfolk, her magical throne within the mystical citadel.

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Published in: on July 22, 2011 at 1:12 am  Leave a Comment  

Elves

 

 

Lunaire (Moon Elves)

Syldaer (Sun Elves)

Dreyth (Dark Elves)

Rajka (Wild Elves)

Vildaer (Cursed Elves)

 

Published in: on July 20, 2011 at 5:39 am  Leave a Comment  

Fablemyr Forest

Fablemyr Forest

An ancient forest, filled with towering, twisted elms of ivory, broad and gnarled oaks a thousand years old, and the glistening silver maples whose paralyzing dewdrops fill the wood with the alluring scent of peppermint.

It is said that Fablemyr is linked to the emerald isle – Ireland.

When the Tuatha de Danann fled ancient Ireland, it is said they entered Fablemyr and became known as the Lunaire, or moon elves.  With pale white skin, hair as dark as starless night or silvery white like the moon at midnight, they settled and built.  So long ago was this time that now only overgrown ruins remain, mysterious and foreboding.

There are Lunaire still, wandering the wide world of Akralon.  But they are singular and isolated, their civilization long since lost.

What does remain from ancient times are the Fairy Kingdoms.  At one time, the King and Queen were united.  But during Shattered Age, they divorced and warred upon each other.  Fablemyr became a battleground of magic, mischief and mayhem.

Eolande, the Fairy Queen, timeless and otherworldly in her beauty, ruled the mystical glade of Arora Vael.  The playful sprites, territorial brownies, mischievous pixies and jealous nymphs all remained loyal, as did the dryads.

Oren, the Goblin King, reigned over the cantankerous goblins, brooding hobgoblins, and other, less than savory creatures in the dark and cavernous underground lair.

There are other settlements scattered on the further reaches of Fablemyr’s growth, including Caer Rohen – the centaur capital, Greenhenge – the druidic monastery, the ruins of Rotenbury and Caswallan, and Geldridon – fortress of the forest knights.

 

Published in: on May 26, 2011 at 5:53 am  Leave a Comment  

Humans

 

as in the known world, mankind is a collage of colors and culture, a people leaning toward trade skills and farming.  humans come in all shapes and sizes, of varying temperaments and personalities.  the one remarkable thing about humans is how different they can be from each other and how widely they can vary.

At present, there are 7 known races of men in Akralon.

 

Athyrians

  • (Earth link) western Europe

  • (Appearance) Fair skinned, medium build   Eyes – storm cloud gray, deep sea blue,   hair – woodland brown, sunbeam gold,  autumn leaf red

  • (Attributes) hard-working, proud of accomplishments, hospitable, friendly, skilled masons, carpenters and blacksmiths

  • (homeland) The kingdom of Athyria, especially the central and southern regions, is full of open grasslands and lush forests, rivers, hills and mountains.  Athyria has many noble families, each with their own crest and banner.  the ruling family, and king of Athyria, is King Aurion dawnbreaker – house of the crimson lion.  Athyrians favor keeps and castles of stone, loyal armies of armored knights and soldiers, and have a strong love of tournaments.

 

Plainsmen

  • (earth link) northern/central americas 
  • (appearance) medium build, reddish-brown skin,   eyes – sharp obsidian, bright chestnut,   hair – dark onyx, coarse walnut 
  • (attributes) stoic, proud, calm, wary, fervent reverence of nature, skilled huntsmen, horsemen and animal handlers 
  • (homeland) the great open plains and verdant pine forests of northern sunaria are home to these nomadic hunters.  there are several tribes, each believing themselves descendants of a different animal and having matching values and skills.  they consider themselves free of the ruling houses, answering to no king or lord.  their chieftains are considering both wise and powerful.  They put much importance on the earth itself, revering specific sites and natural wonders as temples of the land. The most powerful tribe is that of the Thunderhorse people.

Turinites

  • (earth link) middle east

  • (appearance) shorter build, dusty brownish skin,   eyes – honey brown, sharp obsidian, sea foam green   hair – dark onyx, coarse walnut

  • (attributes) ambitious, resourceful, honey-tongued, calculating, tenacious, experts in language, linguistics, translation and history 
  • (homeland) the vast deserts of eastern ariak, inhabiting great cities and palaces of sandstone, ivory and gold, these merchants and traders are well educated in the ways of the rest of the world.  they pride themselves on being masters of knowledge, both ancient and present.  the ruling class are the rich, though all answer to the strict and unforgiving laws of their ruler, sultan ajmir ramadjin, blood of the amber griffon.

 

Mishurans

  • (earth link) asia

  • (appearance) shorter build, pale yellow-tinged skin,   eyes – sharp obsidian, dark brown   hair – midnight black

  • (attributes) industrious, disciplined, patient, observant, reflective, sharp reflexes, alertness and speed

  • (homeland)the stretching steppes and plateaus of Mishura, inside the great towering mountains of kamisori kabe (razorwall), the mishurans dwell peacefully.  similar to sunaria, noble houses abound, with lords and samurai, bound by honor and all loyal servants of emperor kato hatamoto of the Amethyst dragon.  they believe in order, structure and the hierarchy of many things.  they also believe that knowledge and wisdom can be sought through silence, solitude, and emptying the mind to allow it to be filled again.

 

Sunarians

  • (earth link) africa
  • (Appearance) muscular build, ebony skin,   eyes – sharp obsidian, earth brown   hair – dark onyx, coarse walnut
  • (attributes) curious, cheerful, expressive, passionate, soulful, resilient, crafty and courageous, heightened awareness,
  • (homeland) the great savannas of eastern Sunaria, dry, sun-baked and teaming with wildlife are home to the many tribes of the Sunarian people.  with some similarities to the plainsmen of Athyria, these tribes are less stoic and more vibrant, less reflective and more in-the-moment.  they revere the beasts of the sunny savanna as reflections of ancient beings and powers.  they put much importance in the artifacts of such beasts as well, believing bone and tendon and hide to be capable of emanating the power of the beast from which it came. they love music and dance, believing it is a conduit to the spiritual world.

 

 

Vanadrians

  • (earth link) scandinavia
  • (appearance) large build, fair skin    eyes – ice blue, deep sea blue, storm cloud gray    hair – silver blond, golden blond, fiery red, raven black
  • (attributes) determined, boisterous, fearless, unforgiving, loyal, confident, competitive, grim 
  • (homeland) the bottom lyrus, the edge of the world – where snow falls endlessly and ice crusts mountaintop and forest floor alike.  the Vanadrians have learned to cherish the harsh winters and terrible snowstorms.  they view it as a constant test of their meat – man against nature.  they are warriors and proud.  they believe actions speak louder than words, and thus put little stock in trades of speech, although they enjoy music and poetry when it tells tales of epic adventure well enough.  the frozen realms are not united, having many territories and kings.  the largest is aslund, which has 9 houses pledged to king sigard valbrand.

 

Morduans

  • (earth link) slavic/ eastern europe
  • (appearance) medium build, fair skin    eyes – emerald green, ice blue, storm cloud gray    hair – midnight black, coarse walnut

  • (attributes) wary, patient, observant, persistent, studious, industrious

  • (homeland) the marshlands of Morvolon are riddled with treacherous quicksand pools, venomous snakes and ravenous crocodiles, noxious gasses and pestilent disease.  the morduans have spent centuries learning their home and how to navigate and survive.  they are isolated from most civilizations, for few desire to visit their dreary swamps.  so their knowledge of herbalism, medicine and poisons are unmatched, and their unique history is shrouded in enigma.  They have no kings or emperors, but there are wealthy barons whose coin and arms keep law, some more just than others.  the wealthiest is a cold hard man, baron aurel von dragovich.

 

Published in: on May 6, 2011 at 4:50 am  Leave a Comment  

Fablemyr Forest

How long I’ve been here, I can’t say.  Time is impossible to tell.  Minutes can seem like days, and days like minutes.

The elm trees are white – pale white.  I know they’re elm from the bark texture and the leaves.  But they don’t look like normal elms – and I’m not just talking about the iridescent color.  At the base, they are thick and come together as if several trees were twisting together.  Some have great hollows a man could walk through.  About ten feet up they curl into a pillar and grow straight up another thirty or forty feet.  The silver maples are literally silver.  They sparkle because they sweat their sap, which I’ve been told, is what gives the strong peppermint smell that pervades the forest.  If you think you’re in candy land, and decide to take a lick of the syrupy sap – you best hope no predators come around in the next twelve hours – because that’s how long you’ll be paralyzed for.  Things here are beautiful – like a foggy dream. But they are deadly.

This place, this forest, is called Fablemyr.  The locals seem kind enough – merchants, traders, farmers and huntsmen – like something out of the dark ages.  I am, by no means an expert in this kind of thing, but I want to say that everyone seems to have Irish accents.  I managed, after much wandering, to find the only town in the entire valley – a place called Dreyton.  Apparently, something very bad happened here not long ago.  From what I gathered from talking to townsfolk here and there, there was a band of brigands that wrought some kind of havoc on the valley.  The lord of the castle, which is just north of the town, put out some kind of reward for the brigand leader’s head.  This brought all manner of mercenaries and would-be heroes seeking fame and fortune.  I believe my brother might have been one of these characters.

Oh yeah, that’s right.  I forgot to tell you.  Three months ago, my oldest brother, Justin, disappeared completely.  Nobody, not family, friends nor coworkers had a clue where he went.  He had graduated Michigan State University and gotten some kind of forensic science job.  I don’t know exactly what he did, but he seemed happy.  He always ended up trying to be the straight and narrow, so it only makes sense he ended up in some kind of law enforcement.  But I digress.  He vanished – without a trace.  It made no sense.  The only one who seemed to react a bit differently, was our other brother, Gabriel.

Gabriel appeared more thoughtful than alarmed.  He was concerned, don’t get me wrong, but in a different way than everyone else.  I think he knew something the rest of us didn’t.  Now I think I know what it was.  This place.  This world.  I think my brother Justin is here, in this world somewhere… I’ve got to find him.  And when I do, I have a few choice questions I’d like to ask him…


 

Published in: on April 18, 2011 at 5:52 am  Leave a Comment  
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