Young Writers Society

Shadowlight wrote:Come to the day before yesterday and the year before that. To a time of broken shields, and whispering winds. When warriors were bold, and great deeds of valor were preformed. When the world was wilder, the mountains higher, lofty as the dreams of men. When the unsettled places were far greater than civilization and when kingdoms were created and obliterated by the sword.

Great kingdoms dot the wild landscape of Drallion- the very forests, mountains and seas are full of beasts of lore, magic and legends.

Royal houses struggle with one another for domination, peace, and just to survive- Drallion is not a forgiving world, you grow up fast, live hard and probably die young. Heirs are both treasures and goods to trade in a land where the blood is in your veins is everything.

Murmurings of war are beginning to fly, fast as a wildfire. Something has happened, someone is warmongering- but who? The rulers of Drallion are struggling to keep their fragile peace in any way they can or else make sure they come out on top- no matter the outcome. Old blood-feuds begin to seep to the surface, alliances will be made and broken, treaties signed and burned, Marriage pacts formed and put to the test- Bloodshed seems inevitable.


You are a member of a royal house, be you king, queen, prince, princess or bastard child you struggle to stay alive, thrive and come out on top. Maybe you are a prince struggling for recognition, to prove his metal. Maybe a young princess afraid of the prospect of being "sold" to a man you've never met to make an alliance for your family. Maybe the bastard child who's lived in the shadows and now suddenly you're thrust into the limelight. Maybe you are a Magic user, a creature both revered and feared in a superstitious land. A warrior trying to gain more, an assassin hired to end life, a handmaiden, whoever you are you have to make alliances, take risks and try to be one step ahead of everyone else.