[The history of his world, of every country in it and it was rife with tales about how to deal with people like him. With Grisha.]
Once, hundreds of years ago, there was another Grisha like me. Another Darkling, someone who summons shadows, [He explains, arm settling firmer around Daisy in the growing darkness] who helped the king. The king had started a terrible war with one of the countries bordering Ravka and he was losing. His army had been devastated and the toll on the common man was staggering.
But the Darkling, he volunteered to help win the war.
The king agreed and no sooner had the order been given, before the tide of the war turned. Ravka and her army returned victorious and the Darkling had done it. The king grew scared, he was sure the Darkling sought to take the throne from him, that he would seek that power for himself.
[The story had changed so much over the years, the backbone of fear that ran through the whole country still.]
The king found this Darkling as he was using forbidden magic, trying to create an army for himself to take Ravka from its rightful king and the king killed him. But not before the Darkling managed to cast a dark and gruesome spell- he made a Shadow Fold, a great swath of darkness that cut through Ravka, splitting it in two and ruining the land trapped inside the darkness.
It took Ravka decades to find a safer way across the Unsea and my country is still divided. All who enter are set upon by winged, bloodthirsty creatures and devoured.
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[The history of his world, of every country in it and it was rife with tales about how to deal with people like him. With Grisha.]
Once, hundreds of years ago, there was another Grisha like me. Another Darkling, someone who summons shadows, [He explains, arm settling firmer around Daisy in the growing darkness] who helped the king. The king had started a terrible war with one of the countries bordering Ravka and he was losing. His army had been devastated and the toll on the common man was staggering.
But the Darkling, he volunteered to help win the war.
The king agreed and no sooner had the order been given, before the tide of the war turned. Ravka and her army returned victorious and the Darkling had done it. The king grew scared, he was sure the Darkling sought to take the throne from him, that he would seek that power for himself.
[The story had changed so much over the years, the backbone of fear that ran through the whole country still.]
The king found this Darkling as he was using forbidden magic, trying to create an army for himself to take Ravka from its rightful king and the king killed him. But not before the Darkling managed to cast a dark and gruesome spell- he made a Shadow Fold, a great swath of darkness that cut through Ravka, splitting it in two and ruining the land trapped inside the darkness.
It took Ravka decades to find a safer way across the Unsea and my country is still divided. All who enter are set upon by winged, bloodthirsty creatures and devoured.