Far to the south of Amylte, there is a chain of islands surrounded by mist and jagged stones like the teeth of a monster. Here, the Princess of the Southern Islands lies in wait for passing ships to deliver her favorite delicacy – raw human flesh, which she devours without hesitation or mercy.
In a particular castle, half-sunken beneath the Veldt, overgrown by ancient orange trees, there is a grand hall adorned in rose gold. Here, the Emerald Duchess sits, admiring her riches and pacing around a domain that is entirely hers, where none can interfere with her.
In a small shrine just north of Hushwave City, called Escape Route of the South Wind, the Radiant Prince sits impudently on an ancient altar to await tribute from passers-by. Like the tales of so many of his kind, his is a story bound to a place, tied inextricably to a particular piece of the world.
So many of his kind, but not all.
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