It has been thousands of years since a great cataclysm brought low the Goddess of Fate unraveling the threads of fate in the Webway, and now heroes claim their own destiny. The High Elven civilization has fallen to the orcish hordes. The Dwarven Imperiums have fractured to civil wars and religious and personal divisions. The Yuan-Ti empires have resurfaced under the Sons of Arias, but are a fraction of the Empire welded by the original serpentfolk race. Amidst this chaos are new flourishing human kingdoms, seizing their opportunity to rule as they once did in the glorious age when they vanquished the Serpentfolk. They now face each other in trade, battle and intrigue, fighting against orc hordes and hobgoblin kingdoms, with the high elves and dwarves trying to maintain their past glories, and the rising scheming of the Yuan-Ti.<br/><br/>Today, the new Sarki Ra’Shuurma of Sharakhai faces the orcs of the north east, who have been raiding his lands following the inept rule of his predecessor, Sarki Jarvuld ‘The Gold’ Erasmus the Randomly Biased. The new king is good, a fighter, but the orcs proved to have surprised reinforcements as orcs from the underworld joined their brethren in the last few days. The horde attacked his camp at night, using their advantage of darkvision against the humans. Not all was lost, the Sarki just needed to rally his troops when...<br/><br/>A great light erupted in the middle of the night. Night was turned to day, blinding the orcs, and conferring a heavenly sponsored grace to the new Sarki. Then a comet of silver fire fell from the sky into the orcish ranks, and the orcs wavered at the sign of divine fury from the endless sky. The Sharakhanians pressed their advantage and fought toward the heavenly silver bonfire. The Sarki, unafraid, went in and was unburnt, finding an unconscious and nude silver woman with white wings. Word spread quickly that an angel had come to save them. Sarki quickly had his camp followers dress her into spider silk robe and placed in his tent, calling his healers. Nothing was wrong with her, until she woke up. She claimed she could not remember who she was, but she said she wanted to be called Tafiya (Voyager in the local human dialect), even if it wasn't likely to be her real name, it would do. She said that she did not know what angels were, nor any of the gods, but was otherwise physically and mentally right. The healers could find no magical curse or enchantment on her, but neither could they entirely divine what she was as no further tests would be done on her. The king sent her to his capital as he finished his defense now turned conquest of the lands, preparing his move against the nearby city of hobgoblins who had unleashed the orcs on his people.<br/><br/>Back at home, Tafiya was to be introduced to the consort witch Lea’shee, now turned Sarauniya (Queen). The 'angel' was shy and reserved, compared to the lustful and seductive Queen, who would see to use this new pawn in her game of politics and conquest. For she knew what she was, if not her true name: Power.<br/><br/>Today the king returend triumphant from the field of battle, acclaimed hero and savior for removing the old inept king, defeating an orc horde, and for having the divine grace of the heavens as well. Deep in thought at the beautiful stranger, he barely hears light footsteps as a small beige skined woman with a mop of unruly red/orange hair and green eyes jumps on his back like a little monkey before planting kisses on his shoulders and neck, and then nibbling on him. She doesn’t bite hard but even if she did, the King would hardly have felt it.<br/><br/><div class="floatright"><strong>Fraoula</strong><br/>(https://drive.google.com/uc?id=1fhzv4rtyJMeWDtlZeH7Dvv6CRiD8yyhi)</div>“Ras!” the small woman exclaims in relief and happiness, the exotic harem ‘slave’ (no one can really tell her what to do, and she’s very happy and rebellious). “I’m SO glad you’re back! Did you see her? Oh of course you did! Isn’t she beautiful? Who is she, no one’s saying anything about her, and she just disappeared without talking with anyone!”