"A traveler in Crowned Fox woodlands? Quite odd." There an old lady stood, just down the rocky path where trees grew overhead, "Come now, you must be cold out in this snowy weather."
"Hmm? You wish to hear the tale of the two broken kings?" She mused as the snowy earth cracked underneath her shoes as she walked, "I suppose that it won't hurt to tell a tale." She opened the door to a small hut and gestured inside, "Sit down my friend and I shall tell the tale..."
The old lady sighed as she sat down herself, "It's an old witch tale, or so others say. But, it's very true." She grinned, "You want to know my name don't you?"
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"Fabula Shade... Now, can we move on, my friend?" Fabula sighed, her old face wrinkling with annoyance.
The castle was always filled with the sounds of laughter. Children were allowed to be in the castle when the bridge fell. Vendors able to sell their goods on boats in the moat. It was wonderful to live there, the two grand trees on either side of the castle are beautiful, their fruit plentiful. …show more content…
For there were no queens, just two kings. No one seemed to mind the two kings, and loved them as their rulers.
Yet, despite all the happiness, there was a dark secret kept. And just like any other kingdom, everyone held fear and hatred of devisias'.
“Hm? What are devisias? Well, I’ll tell you.” Fabula got up and hobbled over to the bookcase, grabbing an old leather bound book. Dusting it off, she opened to a page, “They are people who look like average humans, but have the trait of beasts. These traits vary from devi to devi, but three rare ones would have to be a wispmother, a hellhound, and a cerberus. And, it's extremely rare for a human to hold all the traits. Half the time they cannot control it.” She shook her head, “I knew one, but he died shortly after due to the lack of
"Hmm? You wish to hear the tale of the two broken kings?" She mused as the snowy earth cracked underneath her shoes as she walked, "I suppose that it won't hurt to tell a tale." She opened the door to a small hut and gestured inside, "Sit down my friend and I shall tell the tale..."
The old lady sighed as she sat down herself, "It's an old witch tale, or so others say. But, it's very true." She grinned, "You want to know my name don't you?"
...
"Fabula Shade... Now, can we move on, my friend?" Fabula sighed, her old face wrinkling with annoyance.
The castle was always filled with the sounds of laughter. Children were allowed to be in the castle when the bridge fell. Vendors able to sell their goods on boats in the moat. It was wonderful to live there, the two grand trees on either side of the castle are beautiful, their fruit plentiful. …show more content…
For there were no queens, just two kings. No one seemed to mind the two kings, and loved them as their rulers.
Yet, despite all the happiness, there was a dark secret kept. And just like any other kingdom, everyone held fear and hatred of devisias'.
“Hm? What are devisias? Well, I’ll tell you.” Fabula got up and hobbled over to the bookcase, grabbing an old leather bound book. Dusting it off, she opened to a page, “They are people who look like average humans, but have the trait of beasts. These traits vary from devi to devi, but three rare ones would have to be a wispmother, a hellhound, and a cerberus. And, it's extremely rare for a human to hold all the traits. Half the time they cannot control it.” She shook her head, “I knew one, but he died shortly after due to the lack of