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Tell-All Tuesday!
I was tagged by @moondust-bard for this one, here!
Rules/Directions: In a new post, share with us an element about your WIP’s worldbuilding. Don’t forget to use the tag MS: Tell-All Tuesday
I'm going with my WIP Tales of Wilted Flowers for this one!
THE GOBLIN CLANS -
In the golden-grass plains of Ravaryn, live great nomadic goblin clans, organized in tribes that have a strong hierarchical system based on combat prowess and what conquests an individual has. Though their lifestyle is majorly based on wayfinding and travel, they do have some settled cities that serve as outposts for traveling hordes and that are known for being the center of trade in the eastern half of their continent - for example, their capital, the city of Mosrak near the Ravarian Desert, is home to the biggest and most powerful goblin leaders and clans, as well as Ravaryn's greatest marketplace (of both good and evil items).
Goblin society is vastly matriarchal, and their leaders are chosen through trials that test their merit as warriors and strategists. A goblin's coming-of-age ceremony usually involves heading out into the world to conquer something new, as goblins strive to be the best at anything they do (something inherited from their fae heritage, since they are, in Ravaryn, a subspecies of faery). A goblin's greatest honor is to undergo the ceremony that declares them the strongest or smartest member of their clan and become the right-hand warrior to their tribe's leader.
Goblins are among the richest and most influential species of Ravaryn, only second to the Elves of the city-state of Allanar. Though their trade network ranges far and wide within Ravaryn Goblins are not known for any seafaring exploits and since they worship the Goddess of Desert and Travels, they consider the sea (and therefore its god) as something lesser.
Heads Up 7 Up!
I was tagged by @tabswrites for this one! Thank you so much!
Around 7 lines from my WIP Realms of Loss -
They’re opening the carriage, it seems. Though - if he [Lucian] had to describe it - one could say it was really more of a cage than anything else. The chilling creak of frozen iron pops in his ears, as one by one, the locks and gears are removed, like a puzzle coming undone before him. Lucian leaned forward, watching the scene unfold. His curiosity, however, was soon replaced with growing outrage.
Tagging - @autumnalwalker, @cabbojage, @unstablewifiaccess, @lassiesandiego, @hrmkingizzy, @thewardenofwinter, @doublegoblin, @gummybugg and @exquisitecrow