Monsters & Magic
For decades Humans and Monsters have lived side by side in peace. Together they ruled the world in harmony blessed by the light of the Seven Dragons. Each bearing their own element these Dragons watched the world, watched as the races thrived. Though like all things, peace usually ends.
The Taint, a mysterious dark fog that corrupts and spreads lies, soon appeared. No one knew where it came from but it slowly began to turn the Monsters and the Humans against one another. Kryis, Dragon of Silver Light, was the first to fall victim to the Taint. Once wise and kind, he pillaged villages and killed many. To the Humans he was a threat, and was feared because of all the pain Kryis caused. To the Monsters he was seen as a champion.
Monsters, humanoids who used to live in harmony with the Humans, easily fell to the Taint. They began to join alongside the Silver Dragon to pillage and destroy the weak Humans. All for the purpose of living in a world without them. The Taint blinds the mind and hardens the heart. It puts to sleep the true being locking them away forever. Some of the Humans had been effected by this mysterious dark fog, though mysteriously only those with status or power.
A war broke out among the Monsters and Humans. For Three long years it flowed, like a stream of crimson, causing pain to all. Then came a moment, a stand still. Fredric Barbut, a well skilled knight, saw the opportunity. Fueled to protect his wife and unborn child he challenged the Silver Dragon to a duel. A final settling to the war, it was a duel to the death. A battle that lasted three days, one that Kryis had in the palm of his claw. He had cornered the Human and misjudged the creature. Humans draw strength from their hearts when faced with an impossible obstacle.
Thinking of his wife, his unborn child, his Kingdom, and his people, Fredric drew upon the power of the heart, love and strength, to slay Kryis and put an end to the war. The Monsters retreated, some were killed as they fled. The young knight brought peace to the land and finally ended the war that plagued so many. 20 years had passed since then, and the knight's wife bore him three children. Two daughters and a son. His oldest eventually married a baker and is expecting a child of her own. The middle, became a captain of a trade vessel.
The son became a knight to follow in the footsteps of his father. Marco Barbut trains diligently still a trainee. He is often visited by Zyphel, his older sister, and is given fresh bread. The young woman, growing with child, was always close to her young brother as a child. Marco wasn't as strong as his father was, in fact he was teased a lot growing up. Out of all the children, Marco inherited his father's loving heart. He was kind, perhaps too kind sometimes. It often blinded him but he still pushed.
"Marco father's having a large family dinner tonight. Jullis is coming home she's bringing her crew, and I'm bringing my husband." Zyphel happily mused enjoying her small lunch break with her brother. Raven black hair that curled around a beautiful face. She might not have had all the curves but her beauty and heart made her a fair target to the young men when she was single. Sitting at a small wooden table, a beautiful cotton dress draped over her body. Within her lap she caressed her unborn child, the seven month swell sometimes got in the way but the anticipation of her child soon coming scared her a little. "Why don't you come home tonight? I'm sure the barracks get lonely. There will be food and dancing! Oh please say you'll come!"
The brown haired, hazel eyed, young man stared at his sister. Her gorgeous blue eyes sparkled with tender care and pleaded with him. Marco wasn't as strong as his father was, at his age. Yet the twenty-two year old was handsome and somewhat shy at times. "Zyph, you know that I can't! The Captain won't let me--"
"I already spoke to him!" Zyphel protested. "I gave him a proper tongue lashing too! That old fool should know better than to mess with a pregnant woman!" she huffed the obvious mood swing appearing. "You need to show up, or else I'll hate you forever!"
"Ok, ok calm down! I-I'll go!" he spoke in reply holding his hands out trying to calm his sister down. "I promise!"
Zyphel smiled warmly running a hand down her bump. "I knew you'd see it my way." she giggled mischievously. Marco sighed and shook his head. He hoped she wasn't terrorizing her husband the way she did him sometimes. Maybe it was a family thing. Smiling at her the young woman's dream of becoming a mother would soon come to pass. She looked up and smiled at him again taking his hand and placing it upon her bump. "I know she can't wait to meet her Uncle." the woman smiled her softly motherly side kicking in.
He felt the child stir within her, kicking at his hand. "How much longer?" Marco asked softly and shyly. Zyphel was always like this. She would explode but then cool off quickly and act like she used to before she was married.
"Two months to go..I'm so excited! This one's a girl, but I hope I'll have a boy one day. One that is precious just like you are brother. Why don't you give up being a knight and find a girl of your own to settle down with? I worry about you, running around with a sword and fighting dangerous monsters!" she said glancing away sadly. "I worry..as does mother."
Marco frowned crossing his arms. "Someone in our family has to become a knight. You know how father is! I know I'm not that good yet, but it's my dream."
"Marco! It's father's dream not yours! You need to realize that!" she protested the gasped when her child kicked at her ribs. "Sorry, I should be more supportive." she winced rubbing her tummy. "I just don't want to see you get killed. Please be careful, for me?"
He softly chuckled. Stepping closer her kissed his sister on the forehead. "Relax Zyph I'll be careful. Thanks, are you alright though? Do you need a hand up?" he asked concern falling on his features.
She laughed, "Oh silly! I'm pregnant not crippled! I'll be fine. Mommy's little one just decided to play by her ribs." she cooed and smiled. Carefully she stood and hugged her brother. "Take care, and see you tonight." she said before picking up her basket and slowly waddling back to town. He shook his head, that woman she was going to make a wonderful mother. After all she was always doting after him! Marco knew that she would hound him if he didn't go to dinner. Still his other sister was coming home! He hadn't seen her in a few years.
Taking the last little bite of the loaf he was eating the young swordsman returned to his training. Unaware of the darkness that had been watching him from afar.