Sunday, September 24, 2017

Sunday Special #11 – Of Korinda and death


Every Sunday I run a Special relating to my writing endeavours and the world of Aeyuu, which is the stage for many stories developed further through the Tales from Aeyuu Patreon. These Blogs are closely tied with my novel-to-be, The Age of Silence, which is basically a story about LoveSacrifice, and Death.

Previous Special Arcs:
0. TAoS Themes (3 journals)
1. The Syrilae (7 journals)

Today, following up on last week's Special The Legacy, we'll delve into the darkest side of the world of Aeyuu, starting at its known foundations.


The Korande line

Whether the Korande family gave their name to Korinda, or took on a resembling name to establish their authority within the country, no one adept of the Necrolore can deny that the Korande family were a major influence in the country's history. Believed to be one of the founding families, most notorious for performing twisted experiments on life itself, the Korandes were revered and feared throughout the knowledgeable circles of Korinda.

Until, one day, the last direct heir up and left his mother as well as, it was rumoured, the Necrolore itself.

Daeron Korande, son to Adrienne Korande, departed Korinda to establish himself in the southern Human lands and cut all contact with his mother - direct and otherwise. Even with powerful Necrolore at her disposal, Adrienne never quite found her son's location. In time Adrienne's rage grew so terrible that, it is rumoured, her heart gave out and she rose back from the grave to pursue her son and destroy him.

The Korande manor has long been looted by the fearless and abandoned back to nature. Some still believe that the Korandes haunt their ancient home. What else can one believe in a land pervaded by the power of death?

Korinda

The country of Korinda was, long ago, the theater of ruthless wars between the elven Elshir to the west, and the Humans living to the the east of what was, in those days, a dark and treacherous swamp. Though immensely powerful magical beings, the Elshir never quite managed to claim the Korindian swamp for themselves. They got bested, for centuries, by a power none of them could wield or understand, upon which Korinda eventually became founded.

After draining the swamplands, some Humans began to colonize these now sturdy and buildable lands. Only those with access to the Necrolore truly settled there, for only they could keep the Elshir at bay - or kill them should they cross the borders. Being dominant creatures, the Elshir did try, again and again, to drive the Humans back and claim their lands... but to no avail. History marks the rise of Korinda as the beginning of the Embers War - a millenia-long war between Elshir and Humans that was characterized by long spans of peace interspersed with brutal, bloody assaults that left none standing in their wake. Yet, the Elshir never quite managed to break through Korinda to invade neighbouring Human lands.

And after every assault, Humans returned to Korinda, rebuilt what had been broken - like moths drawn to a dying flame. History did not record the Humans' suicidal reasons to return to warlands; a true Korindian would say that the smell of death is what attracted their forefathers, for only on dead lands can death itself thrive.

The Necrolore

So is the power over death called - a term first coined amid ancient lines of alchemists who first discovered this unusual type of magic, or so it is believed. History never quite recorded where and when the Necrolore first appeared, but it is fact that the first instances of deathly magic are attributed to the inhabitants of the ancient swamplands drained dry. Korindians themselves are firm believers that the Necrolore was discovered in their midst, and deny its existence with the same breath. Pride and fear often co-exist in their minds for, as powerful as the Necrolore is, it is also believed to be the cause of many a failed crop and twisted tree, and many a stillborn child. Yet, Korinda became eventually well known for its advances in the fields of alchemy and medical science - a strange paradox that has kept Korinda's trading routes open and the country a bustling environment.

With the sciences of death its major trade, Korinda flourished. Centuries and millenia passed, and with them the true secrets of the Necrolore faded from knowledge... but not to all.

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And that is all for this founding Special :) next week I'll go into more detail as to what the Necrolore entails. Which is gonna be fun :D

Thanks for reading and stay tuned for the next Sunday Special, same Blogger channel :D

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