Teaser Tuesday: Chaos on Ambervale

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Another fun teaser from Legends of Windemere: Warlord of the Forgotten Age.  Isn’t much set up for this.  Just a look at how the gods are taking the looming return of the one being that strikes fear in their hearts and souls.  I mean, they’re gods and goddesses, so I’m sure they’re taking this like mature adults.

The holy island of Ambervale continues to shake from surges of magic that roll across the discolored sky. Whispers of mortals are drowned out by the shouting deities, who can be found in every corner of the quivering landscape. Those with wings try to stay above the chaos, but find themselves driven back to the ground by a cacophony of screams that take on the form of powerful gales. Shaken by the mental anguish of their distant followers, the gods and goddesses are helpless against the effects of the crumbling curse. Two factions have taken over the amphitheater to argue at the top of their lungs about the Baron’s possible return. The debate repeatedly comes to blows until one of the more level-headed immortals steps in to stop the fight. Those who are focused on healing and have managed to retain their senses have split into small groups, which are spread throughout Ambervale. Combining their power, the kind-hearted deities do their best to cushion mortal-kind from the horrifying memories that are starting to return. It is a difficult task due to the ear-wrenching bickering that threatens to tear the entire island to pieces.

“And these are the most powerful beings on Windemere,” Gabriel mutters from the shoreline. Sitting on a rock, the black-haired deity watches two goddesses have a brief shoving match in the sky until they break down into tears. “They are nothing more than helpless children who cower in the face of evil. Even my dear wife was momentarily caught up in the surge of madness. Before I convinced Odigar to send Yola after that chaos elf, Ambrosine was trying to strangle Durag for keeping the sun away from Shayd. Once I got her hands of him, she stripped of her dress and turned it into a serpent that attempted to finish the job. Do you know how embarrassed I am by all of this?”

“I warned you that the curse’s breaking could affect us as well,” Zaria replies as she watches the horizon. Her red hair flares around her body and reminds her companion of an exploding fireball. “The two of us have been the only ones working on the prophecy since the very beginning, which is why a shiver is all we felt. The others stayed in denial, which caused part of their psyches to fall under the curse. So, while they remember Arthuru and everything he did, the true weight of his actions are only starting to return now. Give them a day or two to get the panic out of their system.”

“Every moment counts, so I would prefer that you help those who I need,” the Destiny God says while transforming his platemail into more comfortable clothing. Rolling up his sleeve, he watches as a network of scars appears on his flesh and vanishes. “The past is trying to catch up to me, but I refuse to let it do so. Regaining control takes slightly more effort than blinking, so our brethren have no excuse for their outbursts. All they need is a gentle push, which you are better suited for that than me.”

As if snapping out of a trance, Zaria lets her hair fall and rubs her ivory eyes. “The champions will not be leaving until things with Luke Callindor have been settled, so there is no need to rush things. I know you are impatient, Gabriel, but the situation is more delicate than ever. Our people must accept the anguish on their own just as our chosen must regain the will to fight. I know you want to send Uli and myself to push events forward, but that would be a mistake. You have been so good and strong for the last year that I would hate to see you stumble now.”

“Are you saying that for my sake or his?”

“For both of you.”

“I will consider your wisdom until the morning.”

“Thank you for listening.”

A bolt of lightning strikes the ocean and creates a steaming geyser that hides the battling gods from view. Gabriel sighs and waves his hand to freeze the water, locking the unseen combatants in place until he can no longer taste their fear. Another explosion happens overhead and several deities emerge from the light green clouds, their bodies stuck in a ball of crystalline magic. Unkempt mane waving in the wind, Ram the War God appears to carry the complaining gods and goddesses back to the amphitheater. He tosses his restrained brethren to the ground and snorts before returning to his throne where a basket of carrots is waiting for him. Noticing the frozen geyser, the horse-headed immortal grows to a massive size in order to swing an axe and cut the ice away from the ocean. The piece floats back to Ambervale and lands in the middle of a twisting garden where it steadily melts.

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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19 Responses to Teaser Tuesday: Chaos on Ambervale

  1. Mr. Militant Negro says:

    Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.


  2. Excellent, Charles.


  3. L. Marie says:

    Wow! Exciting! It’s cool to see the gods’ take on everything. The imagery is very vivid.


  4. Jennie says:

    Really good, Charles!


  5. Nice visuals. So a guy named Ram has a horse head? I would think a ram’s head. It kind of gives a vibe that the gods are complicated and a bit outside mortal understanding. I like it.


  6. Just like you said. They’re taking this like mature adults. Great excerpt, Charles!


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