nmyworld

Ahoy there! Well, I’m not going to start the story until I either get home or get my new ultraportable. Typing on this big hunk of junk is arthritis enducing. So, to fill my hours, I have begun thinking of ways to expand the adventure past the life-time of Tuulen and into the world of Feno’lin’s son, Feyolin.

I might just create a bunch of novellas or maybe even an anthology detailing his adventures as a swordsman by heart and wizard by gift. Feyolin must find clues to his past through a series of adventures, gathering new friends (Arthur’s Daughter) and old (Joliad) along the way.

As for his fate, I would probably have him saving the continent, but not because of war or conflict, but becaue of Tuulen’s error. Tilwin was bound to Tuulen’s body, so with Tuulen dead, all trees are dead, vegitation is all dying out, the people are starving, and people need a way off the now-barren continent. They cannot build ships because the wood is all too dry and impossible to work with. The continent starts to fall into the ocean starting at the north and is quickly breaking farther down south. Through one last adventure, Feyolin finds who he truly is; the son of a hero, gifted with god-like powers, destined to save the men of Tilwin from its very demise.

Decent if I say so myself. The last one may be a bit difficult to complete, but I should be able to manage.