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Post by Little Bat on Jun 29, 2011 15:38:50 GMT -5
Nicheitah is a world blessed by the Dae. It runs through the very air we breathe, nourishes the plants that grow around us, keeps us safe. It is ten thousand times more potent than Earth’s ‘magic’. Creatures thrived here that would wither and die on your planet, beings you would call pixies, elves, elementals, fairies... all manner of beings.
A small number of humans are fortunate enough to be blessed by the Dae in a more direct way. Its powers runs through their veins, allowing them to wield it in whatever manner they so chose. The creatures of Dae love them. They are the Derandera, ‘witches’ but infinitely more powerful.
The Derandera existed peacefully with the rest of humankind, indeed there was rarely a social distinction, but Nicheitah was far from being a stable land.
The mortal monarchy craved power and longed to bring the powers of Dae under its command. They grew paranoid as they noticed how many humans possessed the Dae, fearing that the Derandera would rise up and seize the land for their own. This could not be allowed.
The monarchy formed a council. Thirteen humans who have learned to channel the Dae of the living things and atmosphere around them. They call themselves the Daelanis. Their purpose was, alongside mighty armies, to hunt down and slaughter every last Derandera that walked on Wissnane.
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