Typed – utilizing backstory I have been developing specifically for Congo Jongo ( for a year: and some elements from when I started, in 2014). From 1:35pm – 6:07pm ( then inputting as an html flowchart, from 7:17 to 10:07pm)
Applications: both the mainstream Congo Jongo comic, and the scenes, which are for mature readers ( here on Lurid Max, exclusively). And the visual novel ( with audio).
Adult Lurid Pre-code horror
Brand: Fumetti Fantasia.
( Suggested for mature readers)
references: jungle comics interior, and some eerie magazine.
Synopsis: Tribute to golden age good girl art, and pre-code horror.
With new stories and original characters!
Visual art curriculum:
1. study, backgrounds, tribal masks, tribesmen, and plot, and gga presentations ; facial features.
2. compile templates with expressions, poses, costumes, bkgs ect.
3. Make collection of synopses of story ideas, and types.
Make variations of logo*. and put on a page ( inked, colored, simple, detail: mascots symbols ect) * ( find mandarin related characters):
Character art: Rylanda: blonde ( explorer’s costume: khaki pants, white shirt, mid riff, , shorts, boots, safari hat.: after becoming beastwoman – tattered rags. Upper nudity. Variation, warrior costume, tribal ( paint). story arcs: beastwoman, lives among savages, doesn’t remember her identity.
Laydrith: Black haired( brown) mid/long.
War burned ( fallen, wing-maimed)
Wikkoth priests ( Blasphemers)
Wattali Scout team ( 150)
20 non virgins
others ( check script)
tribes: Pmunte. ( ?
Zampuni ( zebra hide)
Wattali ( darkskinned, wiry, – moondragon hair style, )
html : Wattali are warned by the Shaman of Pmunte, that a dark leader, has corrupted the Pmunte, – otherworldly entities, have seduced the priest-leaders, to offer the virgins, to be defiled, by the parasite, the umbreed, in exchange for a deathless army.*1
The wattali are advised to leave the border land by the river. The wattali high council, ( of various members) don’t agree. Some passionately argue, that abandoning their border land is giving it to the pmunte. and that they should fight. The council decides to arrange to send scouts into the forbidden land.
1*Scene: show the tribal ceremony, 2* variations ( defilers, – props: virgins, from various sects and tribes; physique, expression, fan art) night, day ect) poses, scenes – animations; multiple characters ect, .. art related to the defiling )
2* show the mindset of the protectors, the rage of the guardians, keepers, who ( through thought balloon, sequence) arrive, catching the defilers in the act: castrating, or subduing with devastating striking power, and intimidating, and making fear, punishing harshly the defilers !!!
[ can develop, the Carenna protector of the land, and Swampgirl and alligator character.
A pre code version of the alligator ( punishments) and swampgirl ( as to be reckoned with)
and carrena ( as tarzan female, and vigilante hero ( rulah ish )
The border guards, walk the river border, and 4 weeks later, find the crew of ( ? 20 idealistic, young scouts – heads on pikes, and headless bodies floating to shore ) – They account for the 150 platoon, and find only 20 were left on the river pikes and floating in the water.*
*scenes, dredging the river, for headless corpses, and finding, grieving, and mourning the heads on pikes, – and declaration s of rage and punishment, – and burials. and vengeance.
In the pmunte, the priests, have kept the 130 prisoners, and use for defiling temple scenes. A wikkoth explains, the umbreed chooses the hosts. Of the scouts, 20 were not virgins, and did not become the undying. they were discarded. The wikkoth preists, read from the book, in the temple in the mountain, and the pmunte supplicate, and the jongo wears the mask, ( handed to him by the wikkoth, who he is clearly a puppet ruler for ) to proceed with the defiler ceremony.
View from some uncaptured scouts, as they watch the ceremony begin prepared, and express concern for their comrades. They try to intervene ? – and aren’ t strong enough and then ( can use vo of natives)
The jongo can permit them to remain hostage, to watch them butcher the native wattali, in the border village. – and use the umbreed to see the directions ( like a grub, that fastens on their head, and pulsates, then the jongo , or special tribesman puts his hand on the grub, and another hand on an orb, and then can see the village location) .
The blind shaman who left pmunte, can remain in the village, somber, having warned of the coming danger, with few listening, unable to save them; because they don’t heed his warning. A little girl in the village sees him, and gives him food, and asks how he became blind. /he tells the tale:
He was once a priest -leader. When the excavated the temple in the mountain the first time( after the crash : describing the Erydesis , crash landing, over 200 years ago). The amber light light. The long lived priest -leaders, the immutables, – the septendecim ruling body, that was searching for the artifacts and came to them, looking like ( super heroes: ie, spectra, and ? ) – A greedy member of the priest leaders ( or an underling) – got the idea to take the artifact, and rule over the septendecim : asking questions like: if the artifact is so important, and they are so powerful, why don’ they get it themselves. Unless they can’t, and they aren’t strong enough : with the artifact, maybe I could rule over them. ( name from doc) Searching on his, own, getting lost, he finds the conquerors ( skull mask, and various Kreull armors of ) – the nyhellum entity, mnemoth, speaks and describes the powers of the artifacts, and the staff to call Jotugg, the great behemoth, avatar of Mnemoth, that feeds on mortal flesh. With jotugg, the armies of Talverna, and other tribes, are scared, into staying away from Pmunte – never demanding tribute or trading, or invading again. *
* Scene: show Talverna warriors massacring Pmunte, taking slaves, – demanding tribute. And the Peaceful Immutables looking on, from the mountain, perturbed. ( like the Stargate SG1 – tree people)
variations: close up, natives, massacred by Talverna soldiers.
Thezrog was so feared by his own people, that he was driven out by the immutables, and the priest leaders – along with the Wikkoth. In their place, a far darker secret society, of Blasphemers, formed. The ceremonies, deep in the caverns, to jotugg mnemoth, formed, defiling, and creating umbreed drones: and utilizing cloning machines from the wikkoth, to make umbreed versions of others. Over them, ruled a Jongo. The representatives of the pmunte, that was considered the figure head of the Pmunte blasphemers, who were allied with the Wikkoth; considered the Blasphemers. Undying, unstoppable expect, by placing their heads in a vault, , and headless corpses in tombs.
Thezrog, utilizing the masks, of the corrupted, was able to insinuate himself, into the army of the Talverna, and become a usurper general, of the very enemy he had sought power to fight. Now, Lord Thezrog, was the tyrant of Talverna. And for being expelled by the Pmunte*.- Thezrog, raised an army to have revenge.
* insert scene, of Thezrog’s concubines, and entourage being massacred, and his mansion, temple, and pmunte kingdom, raided by pmunte dissidents.
The Jongo, and the Blasphemers, however, resisted Thezrog, and The Talverna soldiers, and Pmunte umbreed, warred. to a bitter stalemate. The undying talvernians, and the undying Pmunte. The wikkoth priests allied to the Jongo, versus, the artifacts of Thezrog. Finally, the Wikkoth priests, in order to have the artifacts serve their Nyhellum overlord, Mnemoth, allied with Thezrog, and regard him as King of the Wikkoth, and the Jongo as King of the Pmunte of the Congo. Granting him the auspicious title, Congo Jongo. IT was agreed, the Congo Jongo would govern the umbreed of pmunte, and Thezrog, as Lord emperor, would be overlord, ruling from Talverna, and the Congo Jongo, would give tribute to Thezrog.*
* insert scene, the Congo Jongo, taking a line of virgin wattali, and Pmunte natives, ( zampuni ect) through the caverns of Mnemoth, to the Talvernian soldiers, who bring them to a location in talverna, for the wikkoth blasphemers, who bring them to The secret temple Thezrog and his Talvernan umbreed use for ceremonies, Sheogarto.
The wikkoth, began to use the defiler ceremonies, to open the bn’thosf oram en, to bring the nihelem ( crepusculoids) through. Beings, that were umbreed didn’t require a human host, to dwell in the dimension, and were far more dangerous. They were called to Aethyrvast, by the umbreed hosts.
Show the shaman leading his people, to bring torches, and repel the wikkoth, through the bnthosforamen, with the runes, the sorceress with the abilities of the livyatan, and the eron stones, , then rounding up the Jongo’s henchmen, and umbreed – to remove the parasite head.*
*scene, with lines of the masked umbreed wattali, and pmunte ( zampnuni) drones, and vimril swords of the Auen ( glorinne- Mlethioth) .(or laser weapons of the Biresan, use to remove the umbreed. )
The Nihlem are combated by the winged Auen, and the nihelim, were entombed, by the auen, and the location was known only to the Shaman, The cruel Malethioth, blinding him – so that the wikkoth could never be found. He became the one who knew. He would sense if ( be able to report to the Auen) the book, or the tomb of the nihelim, were found and open. This way, Malethioth, would know, should they be unleashed by the Grimoire of mnemoth; but the Tomb Keeper, could never be manipulated into revealing its location. AS the one who read the runes, simultaneously, with the auen, to seal the nihelim in a tomb on aethryvast, preventing them from returning to nyhellum, and entering aethyrvast again, Both the Auen, and immutable shaman, had their eyes opened to the Nyhellum, dimension of the tenebrous. In this way, they were dialated, to be able to see what others cannot, and in this way, became unseeing to what others can see. Not blind, as those who see nothing, but were unable to see the as others, was it more sight, or less. Who is to judge. ( visually, the shaman has white eyes)
The Shaman, tells this story to the girl. Her parents come, looking concerned, and pull their daughter away, scolding her, for talking to that strange person.
Later that day, the explorers, from Catuda, come, to investigate, the border incident ( where the 150 pmunte scouts go missing). They are from various lands. Whites, and mixed. Rylanda, a sort of bookish explorer, and archaeologist, blonde, ingenue, in her mid twenties. Laydrith, an elite swords woman, ( as a recreation, taken very seriously) and expert on herbs,flora and fauna ( poisons, and remedies) . Stane, a stouter than average, adventurer, bodyguard,elite warrior; and linguist . Jahon, a wiry, and svelte, weaponsmaster, horse trainer, and rider; marksman, and tracker/hunter.
Along with 2 emissaries from southern Wattali, norghukt, and Mernuda. They are attired in the southern wattali fashion ( egyptian-like chestplates, ornaments, and hair style).
Rylanda sees the Shaman and Stane speaks to him. They are warned. At night, Rylanda and laydrith sleep in a tent at the outskirts. And Stane and Jahon in another. They have helpers hired from /nashona, carrying supplies; a party of 20 additional: funded through Galindor university research, of the CATUDA program.
Rylanda wants to personally, see her uncles expedition validated, and see his remains, and bring them home.
Stane, has been sent, by the Clandestine temple grandmaster, to bring back a fresh eronstone, to power the temple for another 2 centuries.
Jahon, has come, to ensure the artifacts of the mophorge are kept out of the hands of the wikkoth. He seeks the hammers of the witchknights, that fought the wikkoth, centuries ago. The witches hammers. Which absorb and turn eronstone power, into kinetic energy, enabling the hammers to deform the umbreed, and wikkoth, in a way, that no other weapon can.
Laydrith, working with the director of CATUDA, and the observation dome, seeks to find seeds of the Umbreed – an umbrion, transplant lexicon; for Tyzens to study in the dome. And she personally, hopes to find the vimril blades of glorinne, in the first wikkoth war; the Soul Cleavers.
Wattali are Massacred by a P’munte night Raid
At night, the shaman senses, the Jongo, and the wikkoth, have crossed the river.
The river village is ambushed. Many helpers are killed in their sleep. Jahon awakens with a spear in his cheek. He rises with trained swordsman ship, and to their surprise, slays hundreds of Pmunte ambushers. Laydrith, being out, checking for a nightly herb, meets Stane; they discuss the Shaman, then see the ambush, and rushes in to protect Rylanda. and Jahon – who has already called out: “Rylanda”!” and charged into the neighbohing tent. Her tent is on fire, – they mourn: then she returns from the library, of the Shamans tent, where she was, safe, during the raid. The shaman is horrified, at the great massacre. Puts his hands on the great orb crystal, and they see: the raiding pmunte, and umbreed. riding back with captives, and slaughtering many wattali; including those who he warned but didn’t listen. He grieves.
He explains to them the life defiler ceremony, and the location of the tomb, and vault, and the umbreed parasite, that forms the undying warriors, and the location of the temple. Rylanda recognizes the temple. He described the mophorge artifacts, were caliginous dark artifacts, from the umbra forge, ( included) being taken to quarantine, but was ambushed, and caused to crash; by Kornelious.
Kornelious is described as a representation of the will of the Nyhellum, that was brought into aethyrvast, through the now sealed away, grimoire of mnemoth.
* insert scene with the artisans,and, kornelious, gaining full corporeal form.
With each umbrion that grows, and feed on human hosts, Kornelious’s power source waxes.
Thezrog thinks himself Lord Emperor of the Blasphemers. But he is a tool, serving Kornelious. If the umbreed are the body, Kornelious is the head. The umbreed minions, Kornelious, the overlord. All umbreed are subject to him. At any time, he can have the amorphous umbreed, form as he pleases. H/e can create eogol, and Be eogol, As many as are slain, he can be eogol again. Kornelious, is the immutable umbra, from which all the umbreed are but scions.
The Death of Selya’s Father
The dark skinned, wattali girl – Selya( who the shaman told his story to), is crying, by the side of her dying father, and injured mother,
She will live, little one. He is gone, I am sorry.
As the group of 4 from galindor, walk away, to scavenge their supplies, from the wreckage – and search for survivors, the girl wants to follow.
Rylanda, says: “ It’s alright with me. Guys,…?” ( typo check up to here – 10:24pm 5 17 2020)
Laydrith nods her head. “ She’s a native, she knows a lot about the plants and creatures, we do not: what she could teach us, could prove to be invaluable.”
Stane objects:” Just what we need, a little girl, who can’t defend herself. Another mouth to feed – ( angrily, growling, intimidating, moving toward the girl)a weakling, and a another liability.” Then turning to storm off, sourly: “Sure – why not.”
Rylanda: “give her a break Stane, .. her whole home town just got annihilated, and her father is dead, she’s just a child.” ( the girl hugs rylanda, who pets her hair).
Jahon, acting charming, and kind to the girl, in mourning at the sudden loss of her parent. “ Laydrith has a good point. Let’s teach her how to protect herself, and learn what she can teach us about the lay of the land. If it gets dangerous, I can ride her back, while I get supplies. By then, she’ll be feeling better about this, and decide if she can keep up with us.”
( the girl is 18 years old)
The girl is wiry, and angry, and want s vengeance.
Shaman: “ I will care for the mother, .. but the girl,.. there is nothing I can do, for her sorrow.”
The mother: “ there is nothing for Selya here. The schools, the teachers, have been destroyed. Selya has no future here.
Selya want’s to go with them, to stop the bad people. “
Jahon, acts like a friendly older cousin- trying to cheer Selya up.
The Shaman has journals, and books about the temple, and artifacts, – and old Pmunte culture. He shares with Rylanda, and Stane. In the weeks of cleaning up after the massacre, Selya prepares herself for the trip, and her dog Dazkoza, joins her. He is trained to sniff out poisons, and find the holes where animals dwell; which Jahon appreciates. They bond, Jahon, and Dakoza, and Selya.
Who, when too tired marching, Jahon carries on Selya on his shoulders. Or lets her sleep on the horse, while he walks alongside it.
There is a native boy, who feels he is entitled to marry Selya, and finds a way to insinuate himself, among the new tribal helpers, to make up for the original slain nashonan helpers. He gives dark looks to Jahon, and one day, Jahon asks Selya about him.
“ He was my betrothed, but after his family was massacred, the vows are also expired. Yet, he still feels I am his, even though, by tribal law, I am free.”
Selya smiles, seeming to hint that she is free, for other men, like Jahon. He seems to understand she is suggesting that, but also is aware that this is natural, since he is sort of a father figure, after her fathers death and is generally a charming man to the ladies. He is more concerned about keeping Selya’s good spirits up, than dispelling her romantic notions of their potential relationship.
Five Gifts of the Shaman:
The shaman, speaks to Stane, privately, and gives him a special artifact- a vimril sword.
Shaman: “ A Soul cleaver, it is called. I have kept this since the last Wikkoth War, before my eyes were dialated to their calignosities. You will need it, when you face them. It is the only thing that can separate the umbreed from a host, permanently – causing it to leave this dimension, and return to the umbra which spawned it. You are the strongest among your fellows – may you protect them well. “
Stane takes the sword, holding it properly, and bows in respect. Leaving, the hut of the Shaman, feeling a great responsibility and honored vested to him.
Then the shaman privately speaks to each member of the departing team:
Jahon is given a belt that enables him to levitate, essentially, to fly. And an unbreakable rope, that bears the weight, like a levitation device, enabling someone to pull hundreds of people, because the rope bears the weight, instead of the person. Physics, defying artifacts, from the mophorge; found by the Shaman, when the Erydesis crashed, 3 centuries ago.
Shaman: “ You are the fleetest of foot, among your companions. It will be to you, to see they can follow, where no one but you can aspire. Keep them, carry all you can, and elevate them, from the encroaching darkness, when the time of need comes; you will deliver multitudes, bringing them out of harms way, where you have the privilege, and natural affinity to reside, all your charmed days. This is a charm you must never give away, outside of your native abilities – it is of little value. Together with you gifts, you will be as the auen.”
Eyes wide, with purpose, receiving the rare acknowledgement from the Shaman, in his perception of Jahon’s gifts, he is contemplative about the intangible, that is tangible to the Shaman, and leaves, feeling more himself, and grateful for the honor bestowed, specifically to him. For a moment, he feel completely understood. With it comes a sense of belonging, and rightness; that feels like finding that which he was been seeking, blindly. From this so-called, blind Shaman. The irony is not wasted on Jahon; who exits the tent feeling sharper than ever, seeing the details of a previously incomprehensible design that he was ever on the verge of discerning a meaning, now as part of a beautiful tapestry, which he is freshly in awe – and proud of his unique role in.
Laydrith is given a vial, of the amber light life, that will restore anyone, from the death, within the last 3 hours. There is enough for every on on your team, and 3 others. They will become immutable, so use it sparingly, and wisely. You need not ever use it on the same person twice; since they will become immutable, after the first.
Laydrith: “The amber light life? What is this,..?”
Shaman: “ In some ways, it is like the umbreed – living, undying parasites, that you as a host, cease to decay through. Except, the umbreed, corrupt, and take over the host, becoming nehilem hybrids, and eventually, servants of the Nyhellum. The amber light life, is the matrix from which the mophorge are created, and the immutables: the auen – and only those with the amber light life, can wield the artifacts of the mophorge, without becoming bound by the artifact.
Laydrith: “Bound by the artifact?”
Shaman: “ Yes, that is what happened to Thezrog. He was a mortal. That sought the artifacts of the Nyhellum, and that made him a tool of the artifact, a host, for the immutable armor and weapons he become bound with. They live through him. Rather than him, living through them.”
“Thezrog, as I knew him ( assistant apothecary) , is a captive, to the Kruell armor, and the weapons of the conqueror, power which he doesn’t wield; so much as yield to. Lord emperor Thezrog, is the unliving will of the conqueror. Thezrog, was the man, it took as host. The only way to free Thezrog, is to remove his armor, by making him drink the amber life light. That would enable him to be without it. But then the armor would find the next suitable host. It is not a minor task, you are entrusted with – but the pivotal one.”
Rylanda, is given, her father’s journal. A journal which she didn’t know existed.
Shaman: “This is the journal your uncle Risand, kept, while he stayed among my people, before the Jongo and the Blasphemers took over. There is much inside, that you never knew – much of the dear uncle you missed, in the many long years of his absence. Yet, there is also information, that will prove the key in matters greater than you or your companions are aware of. Despite the readily apparent powers of that which I have given your companions, I can declare, without exaggeration, the fate of all of Aethyrvast, depends on you safely reaching the temple antechamber, with this journal. All the answers will be revealed. Protect it with your life, never let it leave your sight – or trust anyone to keep it for you. Keep it with you , at all times. Here is a waterproof skin, to store the bag in, when you shower, and cushion, when you sleep. A belt to fasten it to your bosom; whether you are climbing, swimming, bathing, or laying with another; this journal must never leave your possession. “
Rylanda: ( shocked, incredulous, not knowing what to make of this odd development)” never leave my possession,..but its just a book,…surely,..”
Shaman: “ .. ( sternly).. unless Risand himself, asks you for the journal himself, you are to keep it. Understand?”
Rylanda: ( frowning) “ Okay. .. thanks, ..” leaving the shaman’s hut, sort of confused, and disappointed.
Stane: “ What did the Shaman give you?” ( he is proudly holding his sword in various positions).
Rylanda: “ Wow! That’s a Soul cleaver! From the great Wikkoth-War! The only other one known in existence, is in the CATUDA museum vault. “
Stane: ( leaps around, showing off his sword).
Laydrith: “ He should have given it to Jahon, or me. Doesn’t he know Stane isn’t a swordsman.”
Stane: “ ( with an affected, attitude: ” Hey, he said I’m the strongest. “
Laydrith: ( walks by, flirtatiously, holding his bicep,) “ yes, that’s true, … ( then she disarms him with a special move known to swordsmen) ,.. but that doesn’t make you an expert on swords.”
She makes some moves, while Stane watches , with a grin. But laydrith makes a strange expression of discomfort, and seems to stagger. Then lowers the blade, about to drop it. Stane keeps it from dropping, taking it. As laydrith seems to faint.
The Shaman comes out ( like a grandfather, chastizing): “ The Soul Cleavers, are not to be wielded by just anyone. By their nature, they absorb the essence of umbra, in all that is around them. The nature of swordsmen, is to dominate by skill, not strength alone. But the skill of swordplay, is not enough to wield the Soul Cleaver. It requires a heart that can overcome the pull of the bn’thof oram en. The lithe , are prone to its pull. Drained by it. Unable to wield it. It is a sword, for the stout hearted. And that is why it now belongs to Stane. “
Rylanda tries to help laydrith up.
Laydrith: “I’m,..okay. Sorry Stane. “
Stane: “ no problem. ( putting a hand on her shoulder) You didn’t know. None of us knows. About these artifacts, or this Shaman. Lets be careful, with them.”
Selya: The Swamp-Girl of the Congo*
*look up ( define: Congo)
The girl, is given an amulet, that enables her to talk to the creatures, and plants; in the way they communicate: she understands, and can speak to with them – that they know and understand each other’s thoughts.
Shaman: “ There is only one other amulet like it, and that is called the ‘heart of Zendora’ – and the warden of the swamp, Kahnstenz, the one known as Swamp-Girl, bears it. Just as she is bonded to the king of Alligators. You are now bonded to Dakoza. Through his awareness, you will perceive the animals, and can communicate to them. Dakoza is fierce, protective and loyal. Through his mind, you will share an awareness of all the creatures, you encounter, and communicate with them. But, as he is small, and relatively tame, you must also protect him. Should he come to harm, you will share his pain. Should he die, you will yet live; to know the sorrow, of losing one who knew you, and was closer, than any other. And you will remain able to understand the creatures as he did. You may not see it’s power yet, but when the creatures and plants, are able to understand you, and you them – and rally to your side as allies, in your times of need; their abilities may prove to be far greater than any single person or thing.
May Nyralovea be with you. “
The girl takes the amulet, an orange, medium sized, gem, warm, and multifaceted, like a hundred sided die. A soothing pulsation, like a heartbeat, calming anyone she touches, and filling her with a wondrous sense of being part of a great organism, totally supported, and loved by everything around her. A great sense of peace, filling the void of her grief, and desolation; a desolation she wasn’t aware had left her bereft of happiness, and belonging.
The Shaman, seeing more than she. Says: “ Here is another amulet. This is for you, to give to he who wants only you, but cannot have you. This will enable you to share the fulfillment you enjoy, without being bonded to that whom you cannot. You may only give this once – choose wisely; and a potential enemy, may become your dearest ally. Give it away foolishly, and the most powerful peace making artifact you will ever know, will be nothing more than an exotic bauble in the possession of the unworthy.”
Selya takes the second amulet, in wonder, and mystery.
Jahon sees her, no longer sad. “Nice to see you smiling. You got something special didn’t you?”
She tells him what the Shaman told her.
Jahon: “So, I guess that makes you Selya , the Swamp-Girl? doesn’t it?” Smiling, with a charming grin. The girl smiles back.
The expedition begins:
The next morning, at 4 am, Stane and Laydrith are up, and preparing for the expedition. They have planned to march out of the Wattali border village, and reach the 1st camp, that the previous scouting team left behind. To look for clues, and supplies, and information. Mernuda and norghut have gone ahead, and will meet them on the 12th day, with an army of Southern Wattali. Till then, the group has to fend for themselves; in the wake of the slaughtered Scout team.
In the morning, before they leave, they see the Shaman packing his tent, and preparing to amble away without saying good bye.
Laydrith: “Where are you going?”
Shaman: “ Ah, I am a wanderer,… my people are captive to a corrupt, band of crooks,… I have no place to go,… so I wander.”
Jahon: “Where to? “
Shaman: “ (looks up at Jahon in bewilderment)uh, I don’ t know yet,..I’m sure I’ll find somewhere in seclusion, to set up tent for a spell.(winking at his double entendre).”
Jahon: “ Why don’t you come with us?’
Shaman: “ That is kind of you .. but I am old, … blind,… not of much use,… I would only slow you down…”
(sort of resigned, to being left out)
Rylanda: “ But, your knowledge is invaluable,.. these new gifts,… you can teach us so much..”
Shaman: looking up from his packing, to see the group entreating, him genuinely wanting him to accompany them. Sort of touched. And feeling a rise of an appetite- that he hadn’t felt was dormant, for decades – for the fellowship they are offerring.
Stane: “ And, you are the rightful ruler of the P’munte,.. who better an ally, to oust the usurpers,.. than a man who has known this congo, for 3 centuries; and should be it’s benevolent king.”
Selya: “ Yes, .. wise man,… please, come with us,..”
Shaman: ( smiling, touched, – warmed by the youth, and their bright innocent hopefulness; a tear forms at the edge of his eyes) “ Well, .. you might find,.. I’m quite slow moving, at times, and not so benevolent,..”
Laydrith: “ here, you can ride this mule. And after the 3 rd camp, we may have boats for the rest of the journey, to meet norghuks people. “
Shaman: smiling, disarmed by their genuine interest in having him accompany them, the loner says: “ Sure, why not. It would be refreshing to be in the company of such as yourselves. And, I may be of use yet, when you reach the antechamber of the Erydesis. AKA, the temple of the Wikkoth.“
Jahon: “Alright! Now we’re riding with royalty. “
Rylanda: ( pushes him, smiling, at his enthusiasm, and statement)
Selya, beams admiringly at Jahon, and gives Rylanda a flash of her eyes, communicating, watch it; possessively, over Jahon. Meanwhile, her betrothed, gives a similar look to Jahon, as regards his claim to Selya.
(5:33pm May 17 2020)
Later: can edit.
embellish the history of the Wikkoth War ( Auen: the wing maimed. Wynpera’s origin. And the winged immutable, jealous/bitter sister.) The witch knight. The nihelem, Jotugg mnemoth.
Selya’s betrothed. Friends in the village – ( before the massacre). The tribal designs. Roles for Mernuda and /norghut.
scene possibility idea outline:
Map of journey. boats? fishes, sea creature. under water cavern, entrance to the Caverns of mnemoth. witness the wikoth, and jotugg. use the rope of levitation, to bring out some of the scouts, who were at the defiler ceremony. Selya reaches the fish, Dakoza barks, communicating to them, and the fish help them. The umbreed stalker that pursues them for 9 nights, from camp to camp, slaying and leaving the headless corpses of the nashonan, and wattali helpers; is slain by Stane’s Soul Cleaver.
Dakoza is ravaged by beasts corrupted by the Jongo. Laydrith’s vial, keeps him alive. Rylanda reads the journal nightly, and discovers a way into the temple, with out following the river – which has been infested with Jongo’s henchmen – and unliving severed heads, that spy on them, reporting their location.
They send a message to Norghut, using Selya and Dakoza, to communicate a message through an osprey, to carry a scroll, showing the secret entrance . Burnt etchings, into a bison hide. that takes 3 days.
Selya’s betrothed, despite his jealousy, and hatred of Jahon, demonstrates, noble traits, defending, going out on a limb to save others. Nonetheless, his unfulfilled desire for Selya, makes him hard hearted, and unpleasant to be around.
Selya’s betrothed, challenges Jahon. And is mortally injured. Laydrith restores him, and selya touches him, imbuing him with understanding, and peace -gives him the 2nd amulet. Dakoza calls an animal, and the boy is given an animal companion, and returns to the village, with a scar, and his animal friend, the young mekht, Tabruo. Having come of age, and proven himself in the expedition; he is called Man of the Swamp. Through Dakoza, the mehkt, communicates, that he knows of many of these stones, that enable animal comminication, and that he is on a sojourn for a wife, and comes from the land of Talshanna – he promises to take the boy their, and find wives for both of them. The formerly betrothed and Selya, depart as reconciled childhood friends. Say goodbye, promising to visit more often.
After escaping the cavern of jotugg mnemoth, the team realizes they need more supplies, and more fighters. Jahon suggests the Outpost – and they go to the Crooked Sailor bar, to meet several new candidates to the team: Crissin, a fiery ( short haired, red head) mercenary, and skilled aviatrix, with her chief mechanic, and boy friend, ( ted williams military jacket) former classmates/roomates in Galindor. *
Jindra, the elite weaponsmaster, and gymnast. And Valtor, the dispossesed, former prince of Raljun, currently, jack of all trades, adventurer, and skilled at cave exploration – from his time escaping the cavern prison of Suathra.
Valtor convinces them to seek out Glorinne, to have soul cleavers forged for his team.
Laydrith has a melt down, when she sees, all four are worthy of Stane’s blade, but she is not. He consoles her. And they become intimate, and laydrith begins to become more stout hearted, and eventually strong enough to wield it.
As do them all. Eventually.
While in the outpost town, near Sheogarto, they learn of villagers taken by Thezrog, and seek to help them.
* look at document for names)
( end Part I)