Drakevarg
Troubadour
Basically a continuation of my previous thread on this subject, this time I'm pedaling all the way back to the very earliest days of hunting and gathering, to try and figure out how humanity might have taken its first steps into a world of monsters.
So, let me paint a picture for you:
You were born a slave. Raised as a beast of burden for a race of birdlike people. You don't know much about the world, you lived you life in high-walled cities performing whatever tasks you were made to. You might know what farming is, the concepts of metal and blades are not foreign to you, even if you have no idea where they come from or how to make them. Fire was an everyday sight, but was always provided by your masters - you have no idea how it's made.
You might have worked fields, chopped wood, mined stones, or perhaps simply performed a series of arbitrary rituals of which your masters did not bother to explain the purpose of. Other humans worked alongside you, performing the same tasks irrespective of sex, from as soon as you were fit to work to until you were no longer. Some tasks might have been done with the aid of other beasts of burden, though none which spoke like you or your masters could. At night you were kept in cages, any couplings you had were at the time and with the partner chosen by your masters.
Now those high-walled cities are gone. You aren't sure exactly what happened to them, only that it was chaotic and terrifying. Now there is only wilderness and your fellow slaves. Some of your masters survived with you, but they are few in number and not much better equipped. Monsters of every description wander the land, most bigger than you are and many happy to make you their next meal.
Welcome to Day One of the First Era. How do you survive?
So, let me paint a picture for you:
You were born a slave. Raised as a beast of burden for a race of birdlike people. You don't know much about the world, you lived you life in high-walled cities performing whatever tasks you were made to. You might know what farming is, the concepts of metal and blades are not foreign to you, even if you have no idea where they come from or how to make them. Fire was an everyday sight, but was always provided by your masters - you have no idea how it's made.
You might have worked fields, chopped wood, mined stones, or perhaps simply performed a series of arbitrary rituals of which your masters did not bother to explain the purpose of. Other humans worked alongside you, performing the same tasks irrespective of sex, from as soon as you were fit to work to until you were no longer. Some tasks might have been done with the aid of other beasts of burden, though none which spoke like you or your masters could. At night you were kept in cages, any couplings you had were at the time and with the partner chosen by your masters.
Now those high-walled cities are gone. You aren't sure exactly what happened to them, only that it was chaotic and terrifying. Now there is only wilderness and your fellow slaves. Some of your masters survived with you, but they are few in number and not much better equipped. Monsters of every description wander the land, most bigger than you are and many happy to make you their next meal.
Welcome to Day One of the First Era. How do you survive?