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Erotica (from the Greek eros "desire"): artistic works that deal with erotically stimulating or sexually arousing subject matter including: painting, sculpture, photography, drama, film, music, literature
and everything in between.
Jiharor - The famous underground city of The Dead Isles, Located under an inactive volcano with a celestial touch.
Blear Tower
Hidden in the salt hills this lost tower in the mist is home to a long forgotten secret.
Arena
At home in the heart of the floating desert, the arena plays host to many events including blood sports, military sports, festivals, and general community celebrations.
Shadow Rock
An isolated island prison in the middle of Salt Bay. With below freezing temperatures and open cells that look out over the bay prisoners are tortured by natures cruel winds and rain. The few prisoners held at Shadow Rock are known as those of the lowest quality man has to offer. These people commit crimes that are not for men to punish; disgraceful deeds that only The World can admonish Herself.
Barenhill Marsh
Among the trees live a creature that was once lost to man; nymphaea. These petit creatures of carnal value have a combination bat/wolf-like attitude. When not engaged in hedonistic behaviors these nymph tribes have a tendency to be tricky.
Easily bored with the frivoloties of a "civilized" lifestyle, the nymphaea consider themselves to be of higher quality than man.
Temple of Libisha
The Temple of Libisha is much like the finishing schools of old for women chosen to walk the path of public submissive; those women of Deshrentis who possess the talents of many.
While being trained in turning habit into pleasure for the masses, Temple Mistresses are required to study not only the professional services provided in The Marketplace but also extended knowledge in grooming, caregiving, relaxation, entertainment, and service among many other techniques. Upon her entrance into Libishan study a mistress publicly announces her service to her people and shares in the celebrations of the day often offering the public a peek of her unhoned talents as a tease for days to come.
Libishan Mistressess are widely known of throughout the Northern Province and are commonly celebrated as "Eden's Gift."
Part I
Little knowledge is left from this time of over indulgence. People in lands around the world were in such a hurry to move forward they never realised that they were actually going backwards. Objects became worth more than lives. Important resources were wasted without care while men who lived in large houses charged the poor to throw away that which is now respected.
The War of Fools, which lasted two hundred eighty years, brought about the new beginning. The Earth shook, breaking apart the lands. The oceans swallowed whole cities. Mountains spit blood while the clouds parted and poured its vengeance on humanity. Few were strong enough to survive the trials and they were chosen to start anew, to usher in a new wave of humans; a smarter generation.
With new land masses formed and the planet’s resources restored to their former glory, the survivors traveled far and wide to explore the new world they had been given. Chosen leaders among the traveling caravans agreed to sit in discussion on a “new set of rules” to appease the true creators.
The King Addressed as Your Grace, Sir, or Sire the Deshrentis King has no formal name until he chooses it at the crowning of the next leader. While it has always been noted that royal statuses are by birthright, the men who claim the title of King exhibit the highest quality of character by earning their royal status in the eyes of the people. These men have mastered not only their career path but several others as well, along with being trained by the Centurion and spending a significant amount of time at the Wellspring of Solitude. They have been through the ancient trials; proven that the true goal they seek is not power but enlightened happiness for all. The King rules with a fair yet firm hand and only offers terms once.
The Dead Isles
Draped in the finest silks and adorned with gems and metal work worthy of the Vatsos Babel Gardens, the people that inhabit The Dead Isles obsess over all things beautiful. With pale, toughened skin from living in mountainous caves, this small band of incurables takes to stealing babes from other parts of the province; raising the children with their “gypsy” ideals.
The Whispering Valley
In the days of old, politicians and kings marched their armies through the broken gap in the Arcana Mountains in hopes of bringing their enemy to heel.
Before the “gentlemen’s scrolls” were signed, battles and wars had been fought in the name of freedom, peace, power, or religion. Innocent men broke bread and drank wine together before shaking hands and taking eachothers lives. Now, nearly two hundred years later, it is said that when the winds howl through the mountains you can hear the screams and war cries of fallen soldiers by day and their heartfelt and cheery celebrations by night.
Frystotok pronunciation: freeze-toe-tock This frozen land in the north west is the polar opposite of Deshrentis. Men here are sissy slaves and are rewarded with cruel kindness for their deeds. Home of the Ice drop Rose vine illustrated on the people's coat of arms, Frystotok is no more than 2 days ride to the Shrine of Fordisiust.
Vatsos: pronunciation=vaht zohss Motto: Healing through purity. This dreary land located to the north east of Deshrentis is exotic in its own way. The people here believe that purity is the only true path to healing. To bring the most helpful medicines to the province the Vatsos people practice the disturbing art of mutilation in hopes that by keeping their bodies free of unnecessary forces they may discover an entirely natural way to heal the ill, elderly, and injured.
I am Lady Sasha; sold as a slave to a Master of none, freed by The King’s Service, and trained by the matrons of the Temple of Libisha in the art of submission through the three pleasure sets.
I was young when my mother and father died; and only a cycle later gramdmaman passed on leaving me the property of my foolish older brother Ricard. This is my story.
Deshrentis: also known as "the floating desert" City motto: We are bound by the seeds we sow. The people of this watery city of stone and sand are well known for their hunger for knowledge and pride themselves on their enlightened state of being; a true community of doers rather than the talkers of history. Founded in the era of freedom when sexual activities became a recognised and celebrated fact of life, the city is home to the last remaining Temple of Libisha where chosen ladies in the community are sent by their masters to learn the arts of submission through a comprehensive set of skills forgotten to the ages. #bdsm #Ds #dominance #submission #dominant #submissive #service #medieval #fantasy #scifi #lotr #got #skyrim #finishingschool #WoW #heraldry #coatofarms
Introductions
Once upon a time, the world was a busy place. There were cars and flying planes, sports stadiums and casinos, and all manner of indulgent entertainment. People were in such a hurry all the time that they forgot one pivotal thing... to live. So the world did what the world does and Mother Nature huffed and puffed and brought humanity down, leaving only a select few to start over. This is the story of one woman who dared to be different in a time of peace. This is the story of Lady Sasha; fallen in love with an unavailable man of the Deshrentis royal guard, Sasha submits to his every wish. But his wishes never take her to the place she desires most. Frustrated with her growing feelings for Devon, Sasha takes to traveling with the king and finds herself shamed in a foreign land with equally barbaric and fascinating traditions. Coming Spring 2015