*NOTE: THIS IS A SYNOPSIS ONLY. Excuse the horribly colloquial language, it was written in a hurry.
Intro to the Races: The story is set in a world inhabited by three races- the Zanthians, the Porthas and a humanoid race. For convenience lets call them the Humans. Also there are 2 elusive races- The Elders and The Rhylle, of which no one knows. OK. So there's two big continents- Zarabusa and Krakarn, seperated by an ocean. The continent of Zarabusa is inhabited by the Zanthians and the Porthas, who co-exist peaceably. The continent of Krakarn is inhabited by the Humanoids. Unknown to the three races, on the fringes of Krakarn, there exists a fourth race of 'Elders', wize and ancient as the hills. Deep deep underground, also unknown, live the creatures called 'The Rhylle'. The Zanthians are a war loving race. They are physically well endowed, with strong bodies, but are not as intelligent as the Porthas. Zanthians make great warriors and look sort of like the character "Asgaroth" in the video game "Soul Calibur"...The porthas are acutely intelligent and are scheming and wily by nature. No simmilarity to elves btw, they aren't effeminite and rather than having long blonde hair, they are usually bald. The humans are well..like humans. As for the Elders and Rhylle, i'll come to that later.
BOOK 1:- So this is the situation in the year 1200, the Zanthians and the Porthas decide to unite their nations under one unified government, ruled by a council called "The Council of Necros". It's composed of both Porthas and Zanthians, and i headed by the mysterious and powerfull Ascronos. For a while, the council functions smoothly.... Soon, however, the council members grow hungry for absolute power. Under the scheming military genius of Ascronos, they devise a brilliant plan. The council starts to follow a divide and rule policy. They start sowing the seeds of war between the erstwhile peaceful Porthas and Zanthians. They whisper lies in the years of nobles and leaders. Eventually, Zanthians and Porthas are brought to the brink of war by mutual distrust. The allies fall apart. (Sort of like the USA and Russia after WW2). The war is begun when the council fakes it's own collapse.(1230) Each nation believes the other is guilty for causing the collapse. (It is to be noted though, that all this while, the Council has been planning this. The council is actually united. They fake their own collapse so that a war begins. When both Nations are sufficiently weakened by the war, the Council plans to take control and establish a dictatorship.) This plan works for some time. Eventually though, the people of the two nations realize the duplicity of the council. The council is found to be the cause of the war. The Council flee across the ocean to the other continent of Krakarn. To escape justice, they spend many years in hiding in the human country on Krakarn. These were years of metamorphosis for Ascronos. He learns much and gains evil (excuse the cliche) powers. He adopts the name Ascronos Hell. Eventually the Council spread their lies amongst the humans and convinced them to wage war against against the Zanthians and the Porthas. A new war begins.(1300 approx) Humans under the Council VS Zanthians and Porthas. The might of the Zanthians and the Porthas is too much for the humans, who, though superior in numbers, are no match for the combined might of the Zarabusan nations. It seems likely the Council will lose. Ascronos Hell realizes something must be done fast.....
END BOOK 1
The Authors
Me, Prayag Ray on the left, Ronojoy Mukerji on the right. The joy of creation on our faces.
Preface: What is 'The Ruby Of The Fallen'?
Ahem ahem! Attention please! ..'THIS TALE GREW IN THE TELLING, UNTIL'.. until I realized I was sounding stupid, and that I was aping Tolkien again.. Apologies..apologies.. Can I start over??
A few years ago, while I was in school (St. Xaviers, by the way... Greatest place on earth), my fellow fantasy-fiction fan and best friend (The accusations of us being.. ahem.. gay, as many an ex- Xaverian has come to believe, are completely false, I assure you) Ronojoy Mukerji, and I, Prayag Ray, began on a highly ambitious project, humbly titled: 'The Ruby of the Fallen'
.. Yes yes, immediately you see the telltale signs of crummy fantasy fiction- a) the inanimate object in the title (eg. 'The Lord of the Rings' or 'The Wheel of Time' or 'The Sword of Shannara') b) The pompousness of the title c) The ---- of the ---- format.. etc. (You realize I've read considerable quantities of 'crummy fantasy fiction') And yes, your conclusion is entirely correct: it is (or was intended to be) another adolescant tale of big guys in shiny armour, dark lords in spiky black gothic armour, and hot elf chicks wearing litte or no armour (only chainmail bikinis allowed)
.. In any case it never got written. Just as Samuel Taylor Coleridge awoke from an opium trance, and never finished 'Kubla Khan' (there I go again, droping names.. I swear English Honours will make a complete prig {with a 'g' not a 'ck'} of me) my friend and I awoke from the idyllic dream of childhood and entered the 'big bad world'.. Consequentially the dream of 'The Ruby of the Fallen' vanished like drops of water in the Sahara.
Fortunately, I managed to write down a summary of the plot and stored it, for a later day, when I shall (hopefully) sit in the corner of a big study in Oxford (laugh if you want to) and type away on a laptop, churning out pages and pages of chainmail-bikini clad fight sequences. The next few posts on this my humble blog page, will give the reader a synopsis of the tale, so that the reader may spend several happy minutes laughing at the teenage immaturity of two dreamy eyed school boys - Prayag Ray and Ronojoy Mukerji, who shall soon enough be washed away by time and tides, and their 'novel' shall go down in the history of the cyber world as yet another inconsequential blog in the wall.
God Bless Pink Floyd. Amen.
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Mind = Boggled. Crummy or otherwise, It is riveting.
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