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[weirdlet]

Odd thought.  Story starts with some tournament or other for the princess's hand, only one of the big contenders is also a princess- in her lands, her title is Prince Prima.  Her younger twin brother's title is Prince Secundus, and he will make her stand with her wife when it comes time for children.  There is much headbutting and huffy princessness and tournamenty goodness, and of course the Prince Prima wins the tournament and there is much consternation.

Adventures proceed from here.

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[weirdlet.livejournal.com]

This is mostly an excuse to draw porn with Yue/Daenerys, Azula and Zuko lookalikes. Because yeah, I have a weakness for the royal pretty.

[gamiel.livejournal.com]

It sounds like an interesting idea to me.
I foresee a lot of cultural-clashes in it and both sides thinking the other as barbarians

What kind of cultural inspiration did you plan to use for it?

the races of 'Werewolves of Dacia' 1

[gamiel.livejournal.com]

If you want to go high fantasy/mythology here is a copy of the race part of the 'Werewolves of Dacia' article, which is more-or-less about Lord of the Ring meeting Roman mythology and werewolves, from the RPG magazine Fenix #1/2012. I hope it can inspire something

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The first such race are the Selenites, the inhabitants of the Moon come to Earth when Zalmoxis captured there home and hold it fast. They are tall and bald, with ears like leaves and beautiful eyes they detach from their sockets to seek out beauty and horror wherever they find them. They have a hollow abdomen instead of guts and stomach, subsisting only on liquids: dew for a preference, but they will taste stronger stuff. Some Selenites grow lustful or angry on Earthly wine, or thirsty for human blood. Their bones and frame are light; the skilled among them can fly on wind currents with a carefully held cape or spread toga. Rich and exalted Selenites wear glass clothing; the poor make do with bronze or copper, worked like wet paint by the Selenites’ art. Their armour is hardened, lacquered shells and husks of beans and nuts they grow stronger than steel; their weapons are sword, javelin, and lance. They brought down with them from the Moon their tree-headed vulture steeds, and their fleas-of-burden larger than any elephant. When they die, they turn to smoke and flow upward to the Moon to dwell there as fog. The Selenites seek the Ring to free Bendis and the Moon, that they may return to their lunar palaces. For now, they live on mountain tops where the cold, thin air reminds them of their captive home. King Endymion keeps his court atop the Alps; other Selenite nobles rule along the Pyrenees, the Caucasus, and the Mountains of the Moon in far Aathiopia.

The second race are the Fauns, blend of goat and man dwelling deep under the roots of Europe’s forestes. Short, hairy, and mercurial, the fauns spend their time composing eerie musics and dancing in wild abandon. Fauns have horns and hooves, but (except when fighting for mates) fight with axes, sling and sickles. They are surprisingly strong and wiry, and agile into the bargain. Some warlike fauns haw begun wearing Selenite armour; other wear cunningly tooled scale mail of leather boiled hard. They know all the arts of every plant and herb, from mandragora to dandelion to fly agaric, and are gifted healers and warlocks. Any spell cast in song or scent, a faun first made. Zalmoxis’ passage under the Earth drove many of the above ground for the first time; others had lived long in the great woods of Italy, Germania, and Gaul. They command no kingdom of their own, although some German tribes have interbred so much with fauns that, for example, the sons of the Quadi stand a head and a half shorter than most men, while men and women of the Andori sport ddelicate, curling blue horns. The Fauns seek the Ring not for the moon but for the sun: with its power, they can grow their plants in all weathers, and extend their forest demesnes throughout the wastes, or even all across the world of men.

the races of 'Werewolves of Dacia' 2

[gamiel.livejournal.com]

The third race are little-known and less seen. They dwelt in the islands of Prydain when it was Albion, and even before that. They dwell in those islands, in burrows and barrows under hills and behind thorn hedges, harvesting their weeds and strange fruits for their feasts. They can eat anything, but prefer their own food, cooked their own way, with their own flavours. They drink their ale and mead from bell-shaped beakers, and inhale gums and incense in pipes. Despite their love of such intoxicants, they cannot be harmed by poisons of any kind, and cannot become werewolves. They are called Coblyn, or Holbytlan, worlds meaning “dwellers in holes” to the Britons and the Belgae. They are small even smaller then some fauns, and their feet are covered with scales like those of snakes’. Their eyes are small and narrow, snakes’ eyes; their arms are slightly too long for their size, and their legs slightly too short. Some Holbytlan paint or tattoo themselves with woad, but no matter how brightly painted, if a Hoblytan wishes to hide it takes the eyes of Selenite to find him. Their scaled feet move utterly silently over rock, earth, and foliage, and can cling to the most unlikely spots in the walls of a cave or ruin. Their weapons are the short bow, the dagger, and the lariat, although they do not go to war as a rule. In the hands of Coblyn, any stone can became a dagger or an arrowhead, though flint or obsidian is still best. They value steel bodkins, though, and happily use them if available. The Holbytlan seek the Ring as a trophy from both Sun and Moon; they wish to use its magic to make themselves completely invisible from both. Then they can do as they like in Prydain, no matter how the Britons there press and breed.

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(I have to confess that I’m mostly posting this because I really liked the article and want to spread its fusion of Tolkien and roman mythology, even if just partly)