The Four Lands Of Arravan: Birthmark (Book 1)

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Summary

Kaydence Banshaw, a fae boy bearing the birthmark of the terra clan on his chest and yet the wings of The Fallen- or rather the aer clan- on his back. Follow him and his trialing adventures as he travels through the territory of the clans of Arravan to save the lands he calls home, after his village is decimated in front of him and the only family he ever knew was murdered before his very eyes. With the help of his companion and a few other allies he gains on the way he is set a mission to put the evil to rest and right the four lands before another war between human and fae break out that will destroy their existence as they know it.

Genre:
Fantasy / Adventure
Author:
_Autumn_Amber_
Status:
Complete
Chapters:
33
Rating:
n/a
Age Rating:
18+

Prologue

The Trinity War.

A war that began between humans and fae.

King Halova alongside his wife and Queen Florenta, ruled the four clans of Arravan with honour and Equality, each soul they protected followed them blindly.

The four lands were prosperous, Ignis the fire clan in the North known as the country of Alden, with their abilities to manipulate the flames sparked by the sun, controlled the raging wildfires helping the local mundane farmers and residents.

Alden’s capital known by all as the city of Embers was renown for its strict laws and regulations but not unfair, the council lead the country with their heads up high but never turned a blind eye to their people not even the humans who they coexisted with since the war over a millenia ago.

With it’s sky-high, gleaming, glass buildings it never went unrecognised as one of the most wealthy and known amongst the clans, drawing in a lot of travellers from afar.

Terra the earth clan, in the king and queen’s reign saw more crops and healthier lands in the East than they had seen under any other rule in the past decades, their rolling, luscious fields now green and gold and their trees never had seen so much fruit or life.

Businesses were flourishing, trading ships docked and departed almost daily filling their holdings with corn, vegetables, fruits and the finest cottons and silks only the Terra clan could provide.

With the council looking over the lands from Crestfold, the stronghold with it’s impenetrable defences and lordly features, the country of Lirren had stronger connections with the surrounding clans, each one sharing their knowledge passed down through generations.

To the South of Lirren lay the lands of the Aqua clan, mostly staying to the shores of the coastline that surrounded the entire lands of Nirvariten with the addition of the small lakes dotted throughout.

Rivers snaked around the entire country connecting each lake, village, running down rushing waterfalls and alongside intrepid pathways through dense, green, mysterious forests and rolling hillsides.

Being so close to the Terra lands these two held a strong alliance, more so than the other two clans, the people of Nirvariten ensured and vowed to the people of Lirren to keep their lands away from the deathly barren grips of the sun, they vowed to protect the lands from droughts that would compromise the crops growth and ultimately the four clans downfalls seeing most of their food and produce come from the Terra clan.

Salatia was their capital, the small town-like place consisting of man buildings attached and standing alone all adorned with blue rooves like the waters they could manipulate.

With the power to use the water that resided in all life forced they aimed to improve the lands but with the strong alliances between the clans, each clan provided assistance to the other, they were strong as one, humans and fae as one coexisting as one.

The final and highest among the four clans, the Aer clan.

Residing up in the angelic mountains of Himiratia in the West, the people showed the utmost elegance always seen with their heads and wings held high.

They were the most ancient among the four clans, they held the secrets and wonders of the universe in the palms of their hands, scrawled down on the frail pages of the books they read.

Although coexisting with the human population of the country, they didn’t hold out hope for them, that was no secret among both species.

The Aer clan were wise but arrogant, they stayed isolated in the summits villages or the city of Evangelis itself, their arrogance is what sparked the revolution and the riots people of both species stopped seeing the city as the panicle of the lands and instead started seeing it as a place to avoid.

The hatred was never towards King Halova or Queen Florenta, they had tried talking sense into the High Council of Himiratia but they were too blind in their knowledge and obsession of proving right or wrong to make any compromises or to listen to reason.

They saw themselves as the highest among the Zack, some named them the angles of the mountains but others mainly the humans that were made to live under them in the shade of their wings, created the name the fallen.

That’s when the Trinity War began.

The human population in Himiratia started rioting, first they attacked the surrounding villages using new weapons no one had witnessed before.

The weapons wielded iron forged bullets, being up in the mountains the Aer clan stood a chance and simply barricaded themselves within their palace walls, those in the surrounding villages who weren’t offered the councils or the richer members of their clan’s protection in their fortified walls were forced to retreat and flee for their lives to the neighbouring clans.

Although being welcomed with open arms they didn’t forget what their own people had done leading to some joining forces with the human armies contributing to their plans to overthrow their own race.

Those who didn’t agree stayed within other villages of the clans some of which were under attack much like their own had been, the humans looked to the others and seemed to find sense and sanity in their mad plans to overthrow the fae so thy rebelled and broke the once existing harmony throughout the four lands.

They fought back and used their elements something they weren’t allowed to do prohibited by the Elder Book they all worshipped and followed word for word.

No one knows who created the book or when it originated from but it was sacred to every clan, no one could disagree it was part of their beings.

But with the desperation of the war they had to, they had no other choice and so in self-defence they went against everything they deemed sacred.

They used their abilities to wield the elements to protect themselves and their futures but in the process broke a binding rule of the elders.

With one member from each high council of the four lands wielding the relics forged in the blazes of Ignis itself by the first fey to occupy it: Ludicium (Trial), Ludex (Judge), Ludices (Jury) and Veredictum (Verdict), they fought treating every victim they cut down as a treacherous life.

The swords were serving their purpose in ridding the battlefield of treason but on the mass scale it made one think if it was right or if they were close to breaking yet another sacred and binding rule of the elders.

The war raged on for months each time progress was made the opposition would push back, fae and humans slaughtered one another the lands soaked the blood of both enemies, the skies filled with ash of homes, bodies and livelihoods.

Cries and screams were constant, mothers and children cowered in fear of losing fathers, husbands and brothers their cries were quiet compared to the war cries and pain filled howls from the men battling for their lives and the lives for the future generations.

They watched long-time friends and family members fall, watched others fall to mutilation and watched deaths grip tighten around them and drag them into the depths below.

A year passed and the war slowed, both having waisted their resources.

Food was low and both sides were at the breaking point but yet they carried on, both sides refused to be the one to wave the white flag and surrender, end the suffering.

The city of Evangelis was the only city left standing whole, fortified up in the summits shielded with clouds they stayed not one council member budged to help or even take in helpless children and mothers.

They shut out the world and thus the alliance between the four clans was broken, trust was lost and so was their respect for the winged folk.

The war in Ignis was high, the scent of scorched and burned corpses polluted the very air they breathed desperately into their strained lungs further poisoning their tired, broken and injured bodies.

The dusty, sand-littered, red-tinted grounds their feet walked and ran across became increasingly tainted, the scent of iron in the blood stung their noses and muted their senses.

That was until the eleventh day of the sixteenth month, fae were falling their bodies pierced with iron weapons, they fought back still refusing to back down so they used their elements.

Fire whipped at the human soldiers, singed hair and burned flesh was common to see, it held off the attacks for a while giving some enough time to aim their weapons and push back.

It was disastrous, the entire country scorched, houses burned to the ground along with the only thing they had to look towards, their only signal of hope, the city of Embers fell.

They watched their once light country of Alden crumble to the ground, watched the council members executed along with their families they watched everything start and end.

A light.

A great light.

Amidst the battle a blinding white light graced the four countries, Alden was the first.

It came from the sky, it was dusk and setting into another black night, the battle was still going tiresomely until the skies lit up.

The entire country was doused in pure white heavenly light, no source could be located.

All weapons evaporated along with all fae’s abilities to control the elements.

The war had ended with a flash of light, everything reset people were placed back into their villages.

The ones who had been lost to the war remained gone, their soles just a whisper in the wind to comfort their loved ones, houses still remained burned and collapsed and their cities they looked up to for protection and guidance were crumbled and broken like the rest of the countries.

The war between the fae, humans and the anonymous light may have ended but both species alike were left to pick up their lives and their villages, to rebuild and find their way back to the paths they were following before the Trinity War.

However they could only do so much, lands began to regrow and food was slowly increasing but without their abilities to control the elements life grew difficult having to adjust their ways of Book and giving to accommodate for the loss of tradition.

It put a strain on the three remaining allied Clans, trade became slow and without their alliance with the Aer clan wind was soft and no help for trading ships to sail.

Veterans of the war resided at Haven’s Gate as well as families who lost too much to go back, they made their home alongside their king.

Humans and fae after the war kept to themselves neither one daring to cross the borders into the others territory, it was forbidden amongst the fae to go near the mundanes let alone talk to them or have relationships and yet after everything there were cases of some fraternising with the enemies.

With a new council and city altogether all three clans saw new rules enforced by them in order of the king and queen who had narrowly escaped the war with their own lives, the king had joined the battle not allowing his people to fight to the deaths with no leadership whereas his wife took control of sheltering mothers and children within their kingdom that lay in the centre of all four countries like a compass.

The king fought with malice and anger with his trusty blade Justo (Righteous) wherever he could taking part in the worst areas as he sent troops to the others across miles of bridge stretching brutally from one country to the next, he was praised for his bravery and determination to stand by his people while facing death and the time creeping up to the birth of his fist born and yet he did not surrender or run he stood his ground like the other brave souls with fear in their eyes.

As years passed, times got better for the four lands with new ways and new generations the lands began prospering once again and lives got happier and somewhat back on track.

But the memories and pictures were still fresh, it had hit the lands hard and would leave its scars for years to come but with work increasing it allowed the people to apply their thoughts to work stopping their wandering feet from trailing down the dark paths etched into everyone’s minds.

The children were saved from the unspeakable horrors and that’s all the parents could ask for other than the war never happening but it happened and they knew they couldn’t go back but they could push forwards and make a good life and future for their children.

As for the Aer clan, no one saw much of them.

A few paid visits from the surrounding villages but no council members or rich folk came down from the summits.

Whispers were heard that the city of Evangelis had fallen like the others and that the council members and anyone fortified within had perished from starvation, others said they couldn’t live with what they had done, others merely said they were still in hiding too afraid of the consequences they’d suffer from king Halova for abandoning their own race.

No one knew the true reasoning but their minds were focused on more pressing issues, so for years after the Aer clan was forgotten merely drifting into the past a blur merged with the war and the fact they had betrayed their allies.

Ut radices ligare nos

may the roots bind us

Ut sodales coniunger nobis

May the embers unite us

Ut ventos dux nobis

May the winds guide us

Ut fluctus ferre nobis homee

May the waves carry us home.

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