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The Story of RoganThe Story of Rogan
Like always in the break during the school lessons, he just sat on his place, reading a book. The other schoolboys wouldn't like to play with him anyway since they thought that he was a spoiled brat. But Rogan didn't care about them.
The name Weltièr was well known in the seaport as his mothers concern was one of the two biggest cargo ship companies in the surrounding area.
As the lessons for the day ended he bid his farewell to the teacher and went straight home.
Rogan reached it without incidents and as he opened the housedoor, he almost stumbled over their housemaid.
"Good afternoon, young master. How was your day?" she asked as she took his jacket and the schoolbag.
"Thank you Mary. It was like always. Where's mother?" he replied.
"Madam's in the saloon but she has a conference right now."
Rogan went through the main hall to get to the saloon. Halfway he already could hear his mother, Selenne, speaking with someone. The sliding door was half open and
The Story of MaroonThe Story of Maroon
Maroon leaned over the half mutilated body. The demon to his feet groaned in pain and anger.
"Maroon, you bastard. You won't get away with it!"
The said one let out a maniacal and malicious laugh. "Hooooh? I won't get away? Oh nooo~~~ please don't. I regret everything I've done. I'm so scared~~~~~." Maroon whined theatrical before he burst into another laugher. "Pffff~fffff~ffffff~~~~ NYENYENYENYENYEEEHH! OH COME ON! You are barely alive. What do you want do do? Glare me to death?! In that case I guess I'll take your eyes too."
The scream of agony of the tortured demon could be heard over the land.
"Yo- You'll pay~~~" he snarled.
Maroon sighed and sat down, next to the dying demon. "You know, It was fun in the beginning. But now, your whining gets really boring."
"What..." the demon coughed blood, "What are you planning now?!"
The cat-like demon sneered, stood up and walked away as he spoke.
"Actually I wanted you to suffer longer. But now I got sick of you,
The Story of LapisThe Story of Lapis
It was a sunny but chilly day. Like always on such days, Ona walked through the woods, enjoying the weather. The silence of the forest and the soft, soothing sound of the river were a nice alternation to the buzzy of activity of the clan.
Ona followed the course of the river until she got to the beach of the small island Prhiém.
The female demon stopped as something shiny, right where the river end in the ocean caught here eyes.
First she thought that it might be a gem, but as she got closer she noticed that is was way to big to be one. As she finally reached it, Ona saw that it was a big egg, of the site of a melon. Its shell was colored in a dark blue-green with some lighter spots on it. never saw she an egg of this size and color. Ona picked it up to take a closer look on it, but suddenly she could feel that something was moving inside of it.
So she decided to take the egg with her to the clan and, if possible, to hatch it.
Month passed by and finally
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