Thursday, November 30, 2017

#PactDay - Dar Massaga #ValespianPact


Welcome to Thursday's Pact Days! Today, we have the Dar Massaga.

One of  Zeus's is Captain Dargon Kal-Turak. He's one character that you will see more of throughout the series though he and his Trine won't be the focus.

A couple of side notes: For a list of species that have been posted so far, see the The People of Valespia pageI'm placing these in alphabetical order so I won't unintentionally place importance on any specie. I will leave off information on the species that will spoil future books. My standard sheet has the same categories for all species. So there will be blank categories just because that species didn't need them.

Enjoy!


Species: Dar Massaga
Planet: (males) Hedisa Prime
Other races on the planet: (females) Hedisa Gamai, Alpha-zetamites
Planetary Terrain: Rocky, jungles, flat plains, tundra

Capitol: (males) Chaclea; (females) Thoricea
Country:
Patron Ryo Pardeep: Alpha-zetamite

Description: average height is 5'9" to 7'8". Copper blood type. Marsupial lion. Both males and females have pouches, able to carry and suckle young. Extremely robust with powerfully built jaws, very strong forelimbs, retractable claws, a unique trait among marsupials. Semi opposable thumb and has an elongated claw. Hind feet has four toes. Thick, strong tail possessing chevrons on the underside for ground contact, used for support. Strong bite. Not a runner, ambush creature. Blind canals in the nasal cavity to detect pheromones and seasonal mating. Can sniff out someone in season. Has two hearts.

Sharp teeth, flat nose, overfull hips, teardrop-shaped ears. Elliptical pupils, males have a single line of hair like a mohawk, females have full manes. Skin tones and fuzz/light fur vary from individual to individual. Different stripe patterns, too.  No nipples. Double navel.

Share a symbiotic relationship with the Alpha-Zetamite. Alpha bonds with the males, Zeta with the females. Telepathic connection to their symbiote. Bonding takes place when the Dar Massaga is a juvenile.

Sex and Procreation: Dar Massaga are a highly sexual species and have a sexual relationship with their Alpha/Zeta. Sometimes it's very public sex. The Dar Massaga males and females don't get along so they meet at central location to procreate. The female's mating heat releases pheromones.

To mate, they gather on a moon of Hedisa Gamai. There they breed and birth before returning home. Males carry male kits, females carry female kits. The Alpha-zetamite chooses the sex of the kit. When in dire need, a male will carry a female kit and vice versa, but only if there are population problems. The Alpha-zetamite gathers the sperm and eggs and combines the reproduction material, then Alpha-zetamite carry and birth the kit. If the Dar Massaga doesn't want to carry, then every five years they give an offering of egg or sperm.

The male's six is sheath in his body. He has 4 oblong shaped balls, 2 of which produce a natural lubricant. Evolution of a same sex population.

The kits are birthed by the Alpha-zetamite. They are about as big as a peanut/thumb. They are born in their Thylakos form/cat form and crawl to the Dar Massaga pouch. The symbiote is pregnant about six weeks. Once born, the kit will spend the next year in the Dar Massaga pouch. At the six month mark, the Dar Massaga changes to their car form and will remain that way until the kit leaves the pouch.

The kit will morph into their biped from when they leave the pouch.

When Dar Massaga scent a potential partner, they will release a Calling. If the other is interested they will answer the Call. They are monogamous until they decide they want to bond or go their separate ways.

When both the Alpha-zetamite and the Dar Massaga are attacked to the same person, they will quickly imprint if not careful. That person becomes their Marked. If the relationship is non-sexual, that person is called a "companion". If they enter into a sexual relationship, then they form a Alpha/Zeta Trine. A highly prized relationship.

Thylakos means murderous or meat cutting, tormentor, butcher, leopouch.

75 cm/29.5 in at the shoulder
150 cm/60 in head to tail
100-130 kg/220-285 lbs max:160 kg/350 lbs

Imprinting: the Dar Massaga and their Alpha will find someone to whom they are both attacked and compatible with. This normally happens within their own species, never with a female, but occasionally with a species not of their planet. One in one hundred will find someone who is compatible, when they do, both of them will imprint on the person. Sometimes the imprint on a person they do not have a sexual relationship with. But they will not be able to stay away from the one they imprinted on for a long period those who have been separated from their 'marked one' fall into a deep depression. If not reunited in time, the Dar Massaga will waste away and die.

"Since Dargon allowed himself to imprint, he would be whatever Zeus allowed him to be: a friend, confident, bodyguard, or lover. Their relationship did not have to be sexual. He knew others who were no more than comrades, good friends."

History: "The Dar Massaga engaged in an interspecies war that destroyed the surface of the two primary planets of the Dar Massaga system, Hedisa and Hedisa Gamai. Eugenics and biological warfare were used, and both planets were stripped of one gender."

They asked the Conti'Quan for help restoring the ecosystem after the Alpha-zetamite made first contact.

True form: "morphing" "Thylakos"
"Thrived in jungles, as lions they spent a great amount of time in their upper reaches."

The form of Dargon's birth. Thick fur, vibrant green eyes, copper metallic ridge on the crest of the animal's head. Long golden fur, thick copper ridge, familiar braid, rings piercing the teardrop-shaped ears. One hundred and thirty kilo lion. The stripes on the coat started at the base of Dargon's neck and moved vertically down the spine to the tip of the tail. The shoulders broad and strong, the back legs shorter with narrow hips. Thick tail with chevrons underneath. Rumbling sounds like a child's rattle. Big paws, retractable claws, the first digit was semi-opposable and a bore an elongated claw.

Changing: "his humanoid form was similar in size and shape to his lions body. The bones did not appear to melt and reform but to move from one position to another, to reshape the purpose of the limbs and muscles. It was like watching someone who was double-jointed being repositioned. The fur did not retract but deflated like a balloon, thinned, leaving a light fuzz behind. Muscles moved and found other positions in Dargon's hands and feet. Dargon's face changed, the lips plumped. Though the teeth stayed the same, cheeks hollowed, the color of his nose lightened. The transformation left Dargon covered in sweat and panting." The process isn't painful, only difficult.

The male sex: four heavy, oblong-shaped balls set at the apex of his thighs just below the smallish sheath. His sex withdraws from the body, long heavy, and glistening. The head was tapered to a round point with a small flare around the crown and ridges encircling the girth of the shaft at about one centimeter intervals. Pheromones. Clear fluid glistening dripping from the sex — natural lubricant.

Dar Massaga who leave their home planet are single.

Mating heat: mating heat is the Dar Massaga's body gearing up to produce viable sperm for mating or for an offering. The pheromone signals that the Dar Massaga is fertile, like an invitation. The heat only happens around those who could be compatible partners, those they are attracted to. "Look at it as a signal for compatibility between the three."

Cultural mating rituals: the pairing for mates and partners was always with one physically stronger. The dominant partner protects the more fragile male. There are set rules the Dar Massaga live by. "Dargon's physical size, military record, and success in battle where testament to his virility. If Dargon returned, suitors would be clamoring for his attention. On his homeworld, he would herd Zeus to his lair and bring home a large kill as evidence he could provide, then seduce Zeus."

Common Occupation: body guard, councilor, pilot, criminologist

Government Systems: Republic
Current Leader:
Council of Neighn of Member: Bram Kal-Atu

Allies: Conti'Quan, Gaziniti, Ice Trans, Wolfine, Battion, Asani, Chi-Lin, L'Eema, Ryden, Quell, Ursid, Dire D'Noss, Fal'Amoric,

Star System: Durega Solar System

Other planets occupied by species:

Military Leader:

Cultural names and terms specific to species:

Kit – young/babe
Companion
Marked/Bonded
Alpha/Zeta Trine
True Battle Form
Morphed
Language of the stones
Imprinting
Scent – spice, natural perfume
Mating heat
Mating scents
Chuffing grunt
Issue mating challenge
Alpha purrs
A Calling
Barked chuffing growls
Rolling, chuffing growls

Names:

Males: Kal-
Femails:

Bram Kal-Atu

Dargon Kal-Turak



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Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Giveaway Winners Announcement #sunder


Over the holiday weekend, I ran a giveaway for a paperback copy of my latest release, Sunder. I had planned on giving 5 copies away but planned for more just in case a ton of people participated. (Always plan for the best case scenario... That's probably not how 'planning' is supposed to go, or so my husband would say. :-)

The masses were not pounding down the door to enter the giveaway, but there was a group that was diligent. They took the time out to comment and tweet about the giveaway. 

This is not something that I can afford to do often, but since there weren't many entrants, I decided to send them all a copy of Sunder to show my appreciation for their time and effort. I really enjoyed reading the comments about what they thought or wanted. Thank you so much for being a part of the giveaway. <3


And without further ado, here are the giveaway winners!


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Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Gentleman's Holiday Ch Four #blogstory

Every week, I write a chapter in this story in the evenings instead of reading. I warned you I'm writing it by-the-seat-of-my-pants. I had an idea of where I wanted it to go and who I wanted the love interest to be. When I introduced Alonzo, he was supposed to become Zane's friend. Then Zane had to go mooning after Alonzo. 

I could have altered what I wanted to do and run with Zane's attraction to Alonzo. The story could have been a short sweet story, wrapping up in a couple of weeks. But I decided to continue with what my original idea: Zane meeting the band Crimson Comet. Again, the story took a left turn and it looks like there is danger and a poly romance around the corner... and a hint of something else. Well, I am writing this for fun. Let's see what happens.


Chapter Four – Crimson Comet

McCall was a resort town located in Valley County, sitting on the south end of Payette Lake. Many of the houses were only occupied by their owners a small percentage of the year. The rest of the time, the residences were rented out. The house the Crimson Comets rented was considered lake front property even though the house didn't butt against the shoreline.

Zane drove the Wagon down the winding dirt road. Dusk fell early in the evening with the mountains to the west overshadowing the valley. The tall fir trees obscured any view Zane would have had of the jagged horizon, giving him the illusion he was in the middle of nowhere instead of the on the northern edge of a sleepy town. The spitting snow was wetter here than on Zane's mountainside.

Pulling into the short drive, Zane heard the thump of music, instantly becoming annoyed. He'd been under the impression he was having dinner with the band members, not going to a party. But as he pulled in front of the house there was only one other car parked on the curve. Were the partygoers parked in the rear?

He shifted the vehicle into park, letting the engine idle as he contemplated going back home. The memory of Alonzo waving at him reminded Zane why he'd agreed to come here in the first place. If he returned to the cabin, he would be tempted to walk over to Alonzo's cabin and test the waters. That was a bad idea so he switched off the engine and exited the cab.

Tingles started between his shoulder blades before he even released the door handle. He froze in place, running his gaze over the windows. Was someone watching him from one of them? No, each window was empty, no hint of anyone peering from behind closed blinds. He squatted, retying his shoe and surreptitiously glancing around at his surroundings. The feeling of being watched made his skin crawl. Finished with his shoe, he rounded the Dodge and opened the passenger door so he could get a better look at his surroundings. The only other lights in the area was the porch light. The surrounding forest cloaked everything in shadow, hiding everything from view. But he was sure there was someone out there watching. Was it a fan of Crimson Comet or something else altogether?

Concluding he wasn't in any immediate danger, Zane turned his attention to the house. The front had two roughhewn logs supporting the porch roof. A huge, ornate wreath adorned the red door. He couldn't locate the doorbell, so he knocked instead. He didn't think anyone would hear the sound over the music, but he was surprised when the door was immediately jerked open, and the lead singer of Crimson Comet peered down at him.

Zane's mouth went immediately dry. He was tall but the man before him was at least six inches taller. Crystal blue eyes raked down Zane's body as if stripping him. Zane had no problem doing the same. The sides of the man's head was shaved but the top was flipped to the left, long enough to touch his chin. A close-cropped beard, the same honey blond, framed pump lips that Zane had the insane urge to bite. The singer—Cord—wore a skin tight black t-shirt that highlighted the fact he kept fit. Both of his arms were covered in sleeves of tattoos. Thick silver rings adored every finger. A red and black checked flannel shirt was tied around his waist. Damn, Cord's jeans were as tight as the shirt.

A throat clearing startled Zane and he glanced up to see the man watching him with a broad smirk.

"Zane Cortese," he said loud enough to be heard over the music and held out his hand.

"Who's at the door, Cord?" A second man not quite as tall as Cord pushed the big man aside. He had close cut curly, black hair. His dark skin was covered in tantalizing freckles. Upon seeing Zane, he looked over his shoulder. "Xander, man, turn that shit down." A couple seconds passed before the music cut off completely.

Feeling awkward with his hand still held out, he stuck it in his packet and thought again about going home. The twitch between his shoulders reminded him they were being watched and realized he couldn't leave yet. The smart thing would be to return home, making sure he wasn't followed, but he couldn't leave Crimson Comet with an unknown threat sitting practically on their doorstep. His only weakness as an assassin was his compassion for the innocent. It was something his opponents didn't usually pick up on, and the few who did, Zane had taken care of rather quickly.

"Sorry about that," Cord said with a hint of the growl that came out when Cord sang. Zane shivered and not with cold.

Zane focused on Cord and then on the second man, Anson, if he wasn't mistaken. His blood heated as Anson stared back. There wasn't only one but two temptations before him and Zane wasn't sure if he wanted to meet the rest of the band. Was this a good idea? "Perhaps this isn't a good time. I'm not much for parties." Zane took a hesitant step back, undecided.

"Is that Zane?" A third person pushed through Cord and Anson, stepping on the porch, crowding into Zane's space. The man—Xander—inhaled and smiled enticingly. Zane was so enraptured by the newcomer that he didn't move fast enough to keep Zane from grabbing the back of his neck. Zane stiffened and grasped Xander's wrist. People didn't touch him—ever. "You star struck fools. Why is he still standing on the stoop?"

Xander released Zane's neck, twisting his hand so that he clasped Zane's before pulling him past Cord and Anson into the house. Zane's eyes locked onto Xander's bare torso partially covered by Xander's long, curly black hair. "I'm Xander and those fools at the door are Cord and Anson."

As if saying their names had awakened them, Cord and Anson quickly closed the door.

"Zane Cortese," he said again without offering his hand.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to the others."

Intrigued, Zane allowed himself to be pulled further into the house. There was no party. Well, the only party seemed to be the one the band was throwing with each other. Two members were kissing on the couch, their hands delving under articles of clothing, searching, groping. It wasn't a light kiss that Zane sometimes spied between couples, but hard, deep, and utterly consuming. Their bodies ground against each other as if they were already nude. Zane's whole body tensed at the sight. When was the last time someone had kissed him like that? Never. Envy welled up and Zane struggled to push it back down.

--Cord--

Cord shut and locked the front door, watching Xander drag Zane Cortese to the couch where Midnight and Raine sat. Fucking assholes hadn't been making out like there was no tomorrow when he'd went to answer the door. They were trying to chase Zane off and prove their group, their family, didn't need another member.

"These two assholes are Midnight, our pianist, and Raine plays guitar." Xander pushed Raine hard enough he rolled off Midnight and fell on the floor.

"What the fuck!" Raine glared up at Xander, his brown hair no longer spiked after Midnight's brief but rough handling. It flopped to the side, hiding the fact that both sides of his head were cut close to the scalp. His brown eyes burned with aborted lust. Like Cord, Raine was extremely tatted, the black t-shirt showing off two full sleeves, the gold watch he wore seemingly out of place on his wrist.

"Don't be angry at him," Prince said from where he sat in the armchair. "You two were being pricks and you know it." He brushed his long dark blond hair over his shoulder and glance at Zane. "Ignore them. I'm Prince. I play—"

"The violin and saxophone as well as the base and cello, or so I've read." Color tinged Zane's cheeks as if he was embarrassed.

"You know about us?" Xander asked.

It wasn't lost on Cord that Xander still held Zane's hand and Zane didn't seem to have a problem with the contact.

Cord moved further into the room but didn't take a seat. Even though Raine was hostile to Cord's plan, he raked Zane over with a lust-filled gaze. Midnight still lay on the couch and had yet to say anything. His thick black hair was slightly mussed. Midnight ran his palms over his short beard, an action that telegraphed his nervousness, but Midnight's gaze was no less heated.

Anson leaned into Cord's side and Cord threw his arm around Anson's shoulders. They had all been on edge as they had waited for Ella to get back with them. Zane didn't have to show up. He'd been adamant about not attending parties and Cord had taken matters into his own hands. They would spend their brief break in McCall and hopefully lure Zane into visiting them. But watching Zane hesitantly interact with the band… he wasn't what Cord had expected. He'd only seen the one picture Ella had on her phone. It looked as if she'd taken it without Zane knowing. In the photo, he'd had a hardness, a lack of emotion, in his dark eyes that was absent now. Cord had been surprised to recognize Zane, though the only other picture Cord had seen of Zane had been an artistic rendering drawn by his cousin who worked for the FBI based in Seattle. Cord had been so sure he know who Zane was, but now he had doubts.

Raine got up from the floor and Midnight sat up on the couch, pulling Raine to sit next to him. Prince crossed his legs. Of all of them, he'd dressed as if ready for a date. His black velvet waistcoat was embroidered with silver roses. Underneath was a black button up vest over a shimmering blue collared shirt. The black jeans made sure Prince didn't look too formal.

"You know we are lovers," Prince said, his gaze watching Zane carefully as he twirled his index finger indicating all six of the band members. Everyone stilled, waiting for Zane's reaction.

"Okaaayyy." Zane's gaze darted to each member of the band. "Good for you. Why tell me?"

"Because Cord wants you to spend time with us." The bitterness in Raine's voice reminded Cord to spend extra time with him. "We don't announce our relationship, but this is our private space. A place that is supposed to be safe for us to be who we are."

Zane nodded. "Understandable. But you took a chance telling me this."

"Some of the best things in the world are worth the risk," Anson said, ignoring the baleful glance Midnight shot him. "Are you worth the risk, Zane Snow Cortese?"

"I won't give away your secret, if that is what you're asking me," Zane replied.

Midnight sniffed discreetly and frowned before he met Cord's gaze, giving an infinitesimal nod. So, Midnight believed Zane spoke the truth. Good. The question now became how much farther could they trust Zane?

Upon seeing Midnight give Cord the metaphorical thumbs ups, Xander used the hand Zane still held and pulled him closer, kissing him. Zane stiffened but relaxed within seconds. Cord almost growled when Zane opened his mouth for Xander. Cord wanted a taste, but he knew they needed to go slow. For the moment, he would enjoy the sight of Xander familiarizing himself with Zane's tonsils.

Anson nudged Cord's side, pointing where Xander's hands moved from Zane's hip toward the small of his back only to be grabbed by Zane, but not before the form of a firearm was framed by taut cloth. Perhaps Cord wasn't wrong about Zane after all.

"Dinner's ready. Oh!" The chef, Rose, came around the corner, her brows raising to her hairline at the sight of Xander doing his best to seduce Zane with his tongue. Her cheeks turned a bright red. She quickly donned the coat she'd been carrying. "I'm just on my way out. As I was saying, the food is ready. Call me if you need my help again."

Xander pulled away and Zane blinked, looking dazed. Prince rose from his chair and escorted Rose to the door, thanking her for them.

"Are you hungry?" Xander asked Zane.

"For what?" Zane cleared his throat, his hot gaze raking over every member of the band until he landed on Cord. Reaching down, Cord blatantly adjusted his hard length.

"For everything." Xander practically growled when Zane dragged his gaze away from Cord.

Zane cleared his throat again. Cord noticed Zane still held Xander's hand. "I'm starving," he rasped.


Cord stamped down on the rumble that threatened to burst from him at those two words. Xander lead Zane to the kitchen, the others following behind, leaving Cord standing in the living room trying to get a hold of himself. Dinner couldn’t be over soon enough.

Table of Contents

Chapter One - Retirement
Chapter Two - Normal is not supposed to be this hard
Chapter Three - Caught

Chapter Four - Crimson Comet

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Monday, November 27, 2017

Sunder Giveaway Weekend - Final Day!!


Welcome to the FINAL DAY of Sunder's giveaway and sale!

The ebook of Sunder is on sale for a limited. Pick it up for $0.99 until Monday, November 27thBuy Link.

For the giveaway, there are 5 paperback copies for Sunder that up for grabs.  See below for details.

The contest will run from Friday, November 24th 
through Monday, November 27th.  



How to Play

Everyday I will have a question posted. You answer the question in the comments section and don't forget to use the Rafflecopter to get extra points. I will pull names on Tuesday, November 28th and the winners will have one week to get back to me otherwise I will have to draw a new name. You must be over the age of 18 to participate.

Okay! Let's get started!

I have two questions: One for those familiar with my work, and one for those who aren't. (You can answer both questions if you want.)

Question #1: What genres would you like to see more of from me? (i.e paranormal/fantasy/sci-fi etc.)

Question #2: What type of storylines do you wish there was more of? (i.e. kidnapped by aliens/paranormal investigations etc.)

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Sunday, November 26, 2017

Sunder Giveaway Weekend - Day Three


Welcome to day three of Sunder's giveaway and sale!

The ebook of Sunder is on sale for a limited. Pick it up for $0.99 until Monday, November 27thBuy Link.

For the giveaway, there are 5 paperback copies for Sunder that up for grabs.  See below for details.

The contest will run from Friday, November 24th 
through Monday, November 27th.  



How to Play

Everyday I will have a question posted. You answer the question in the comments section and don't forget to use the Rafflecopter to get extra points. I will pull names on Tuesday, November 28th and the winners will have one week to get back to me otherwise I will have to draw a new name. You must be over the age of 18 to participate.

Okay! Let's get started!

I have two questions: One for those familiar with my work, and one for those who aren't. (You can answer both questions if you want.)

Question #1: What upcoming book are you excited about?

Question #2: If you could live in any book world, what would you choose? (I would choose a paranormal world because I think it would be cool to be a shifter.)

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Saturday, November 25, 2017

Sunder Giveaway Weekend - Day Two


Welcome to day two of Sunder's giveaway and sale!

The ebook of Sunder is on sale for a limited. Pick it up for $0.99 until Monday, November 27thBuy Link.

For the giveaway, there are 5 paperback copies for Sunder that up for grabs.  See below for details.

The contest will run from Friday, November 24th 
through Monday, November 27th.  


How to Play

Everyday I will have a question posted. You answer the question in the comments section and don't forget to use the Rafflecopter to get extra points. I will pull names on Tuesday, November 28th and the winners will have one week to get back to me otherwise I will have to draw a new name. You must be over the age of 18 to participate.

Okay! Let's get started!

I have two questions: One for those familiar with my work, and one for those who aren't. (You can answer both questions if you want.)

Question #1: What couple have I written that you would like to see more of?

Question #2: Do you listen to music/TV while you read or do you need absolute silence?

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Friday, November 24, 2017

Sunder Giveaway Weekend - Day One


Today kicks off the both a giveaway and sale for Sunder!

The ebook of Sunder is on sale for a limited. Pick it up for $0.99 until Monday, November 27thBuy Link.


For the giveaway there are 5 paperback copies for Sunder that up for grabs.  See below for details.

The contest will run from Friday, November 24th 
through Monday, November 27th.  




How to Play

Everyday I will have a question posted. You answer the question in the comments section and don't forget to use the Rafflecopter to get extra points. I will pull names on Tuesday, November 28th and the winners will have one week to get back to me otherwise I will have to draw a new name. You must be over the age of 18 to participate.


Okay! Let's get started!

I have two questions: One for those familiar with my work, and one for those who aren't. (You can answer both questions if you want.)

Question #1: What is your favorite story that I've written?

Question #2: What trope do you enjoy the most? (i.e. friends to lovers)

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Thursday, November 23, 2017

#PactDays : Daimoni #Valespian Pact


Welcome to Thursday's Pact Days! Today, we have the Daimoni.

The Galactic Emperor Vartan des de Vorn and Crown Prince Vipre des de Vorn are of the Daimoni people. There will be more about the Daimoni in Bespoken with a deeper look at Vipre.

A couple of side notes: For a list of species that have been posted so far, see the The People of Valespia pageI'm placing these in alphabetical order so I won't unintentionally place importance on any specie. I will leave off information on the species that will spoil future books. My standard sheet has the same categories for all species. So there will be blank categories just because that species didn't need them.

Enjoy!


Species: Daimoni
Planet: Valespia
Other races on the planet:
Planetary Terrain: (For Aegea) High plains, semi-arid lands, outer areas receive more rain, run off water, and more lush growth
Capitol: Veanides
Country: Aegea
Patron Ryo Pardeep: MorningStar

Description: Average height two- three meters. Dark skin, white hair. Force of natures, benevolent. Light-colored feathers have contrasting, colorful tips. Felinelike eyes. They are beauty that hides danger.

Has a deafening scream that incapacitates those around them.

The Daimoni in the triumphant represent the moon, their crown depicting the many stages of the moon cycles. The royal colors are black and gold.

Clan/Houses:
Purz'Hiels
Sorz'Honos
Spez'Hespera

The Daimoni that is chosen to be a part of the Bespoken's Triumphant doesn't (necessarily) come from the royal line. They can come from any station but once chosen they are immediately crowned a prince of the people.

(still working on this species)

Common Occupation: Trading, leather working,

Government Systems: Monarchy

The name of their royal house: Purz'Hiels

Current Leader:

Council of Neighn of Member:

Allies:

Star System: Haven System

Other planets occupied by species:

Military Leader:

Cultural names and terms specific to species:

Marm – mother
Fara – father
Lad/Lass – for young

They favor V names:



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