Kya Kali

Kya Kali

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Chapter 2: Wayra's First Quest

“Wayra, Master is calling!” A thrill of excitement went through him. Keddras never wanted to talk to him directly.

Preview of Beep and Wayra

Just a little thing for 8/8

Chapter 1: Angry Rock

The world was mostly a sense of warmth or coldness, smooth or rough, noisy or quiet, and life or death. The sea would ebb and flow, the safe earthen cave surrounding her and her siblings sometimes filled with water, salty and chilly.

Ranting about Greeks and AI

There is a Greek myth featuring Narcissus and Echo. When I first heard this story, I was a freshman in high school. I hadn't yet grasped the idea of echo chambers or even what a real-life narcissist could be like to be around.

Chapter 24: A Sassed Gnoll

Ereza felt her heart start to race as she and Lukka were selected not to ride in the sling. She had suspected that Lukka would be pressed into... Well, last night, she had heard the muffled noises that Lukka had made. She had also heard the dragon-sized swallows, though Goren...

World Building Journal Entries 22-28

Yed'lay was surprised when a raven landed on her shoulder. The orc tensed, the little claws scratched through her shirt on her skin. It shrieked in her ear and danced insistently on her shoulder. "What is it?" she asked, her ear ringing slightly.

World Building Journal Entries 15-21

Entry Fifteen Describe a curse in your world, and if there is a way to break it, how it might be broken. In the Ho'karop orc tribe....

Chapter 23: Traveling Arrangements

Goren returned to find a mostly dry Lukka sitting between Kashira's legs with her back against the dragon's chest. She was completely bundled up in a blanket, and both of Kashira’s paws were over the top of her, as if to forbid any chance at escape.

World Building Journal Entries 8-14

More work done inspired by the world builder's journal~!

Chapter 22: Lukka

Kashira walked through the night. Goren had slept a lot, so he stayed awake with her until she smelled the smoke coming on the breeze from Feridan. She was tired, even though it was mid-afternoon.