Tales of Roria - Travelling Party
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KYTHLOS — THE MANTIS PALADIN
BASE INFO - Name: Kythlos Full Title: Kythlos, Knight of the Golden Queen Sex: Male Pronouns: He/Him Species: Anthropomorphic Mantis
BACKSTORY - Lore: Kythlos was raised in a mantis settlement that had become deeply devoted to Silvauntism during the First Era. From a young age, he was fascinated by the stories of Silvis and the ancient Burned Ones, eventually dedicating himself to becoming a holy warrior rather than simply a traditional mantis fighter. His armor was constructed piece by piece from his own naturally shed chitin and reforged Burned One steel, making it both a religious symbol and a practical suit of armor. His spear was constructed using the same combination of ancient steel and his own chitin. Kythlos now travels Roria spreading the teachings of Silvauntism, protecting those unable to protect themselves, and investigating Burned Dungeons when they threaten nearby settlements. He considers the ruins of humanity sacred historical ground, but has absolutely no problem putting down anything dangerous that crawls out of them.
ABILITIES (Normal) - Talents: Exceptional spear fighting, mantis reflexes, religious knowledge, armor crafting, chitinworking, archaeological observation, and battlefield leadership.
Skills: Close-quarters combat, spear combat, defensive fighting, tracking, intimidation, negotiation, identifying Burned One materials, and fighting while heavily armored.
ABILITIES (Supernatural) - Silvis' Favor: Kythlos can call upon Silvis for brief bursts of supernatural strength and endurance. Golden Guard: A faint golden radiance can surround his chitin and armor, allowing him to withstand attacks that would normally stagger him. Queen's Rebuke: Kythlos can channel Silvauntist power through his spear, causing a strike against an enemy threatening another person to hit with supernatural force. Voice of the Queen: His voice can carry with unnatural clarity, allowing him to project commands or prayers across a battlefield. Burned Steel Sanctification: Kythlos can temporarily imbue his reforged Burned One weapons with divine energy.
ABILITIES (Magic): Silvauntist Healing: Kythlos can channel Silvis's power into an injured ally, accelerating natural healing and closing smaller wounds.
APPEARANCE - Fur Colors: N/A Chitin Colors: Dark forest green, pale green, and muted mint-green Fur (if any): N/A Chitin: Smooth mantis chitin with darker green sections around the torso and lighter armor-like plates across the shoulders and limbs. Body Type: Tall, slender, athletic mantis build with long limbs and a narrow waist. Eyes: Large black compound-like eyes with small pale highlights; his eyes can take on a faint golden glow when using Silvauntist abilities. Ears: N/A Horns: N/A Wings: Small, mostly concealed mantis wings along his back. Claws: Sharp mantis claws integrated into his feet and smaller arm structures. Arms: Two long primary arms ending in fully developed hands with multiple claw-tipped fingers. Arms (Secondary): Two smaller secondary arms positioned closer to the torso, resembling the reduced forelimb structures of ancestral mantises and ending in pointed, blade-like structures. Hands Or Hand Paws: Two fully developed mantis hands with long fingers and small claws. Feet or Paws: Three-toed mantis feet with sharp hooked claws. Leg structure/Legs: Long, digitigrade insectoid legs built for rapid movement and powerful jumping.
Outfit Appearance: Shirt (or other top): N/A; his torso is largely covered by his chitin armor. Cloak: N/A Necklaces: A small Silvauntist religious symbol worn beneath his armor. Bottoms: Reinforced chitin-and-steel leg armor. Footwear: Reinforced armored coverings around his feet. Armor: Custom armor made from his own chitin and reforged Burned One steel, with layered plates covering his shoulders, chest, abdomen, and legs. Items: Burned One steel-and-chitin spear, Silvauntist symbol, small repair kit, archaeological tools, and religious texts.
PERSONALITY - Speech Patterns: Formal and confident, frequently using religious terminology and occasionally turning ordinary statements into lessons about Silvis. Body positioning: Stands upright and proudly, usually keeping his spear within immediate reach. His secondary arms often remain folded near his torso when relaxed. Vibes: Noble paladin energy mixed with the confidence of someone who genuinely believes he was put on this planet to give speeches.
Fears: Losing his companions, failing Silvis, and discovering something within a Burned Dungeon that cannot be explained. Insecurities: Secretly worries that he is more interested in being seen as a great paladin than actually being one. Flaws: Overzealous, stubborn, occasionally preachy, and willing to charge into danger because he assumes divine protection will cover the consequences.
LOVES:
- Spreading the teachings of Silvauntism
- His spear and armor
- Protecting his companions
LIKES:
- Burned One archaeology
- Ancient weapons
- Religious history
- Training
- Dramatic speeches
DISLIKES:
- Disrespect toward Silvis
- Careless treatment of ancient artifacts
- Cowardice when others need help
- Being interrupted during prayers
- People calling his armor "just bug plates"
HATES:
- Those who deliberately harm innocents
- Burned One weapons being used for cruelty
- Anything that threatens his party
TERU — THE BEE CLERIC
BASE INFO - Name: Teru Full Title: Teru, Keeper of the Healing Hive Sex: Female Pronouns: She/Her Species: Anthropomorphic Honey Bee
BACKSTORY - Lore: Teru was once an ordinary worker bee living within a large hive built around the remains of an ancient Burned One facility. The hive had existed there for generations, unknowingly constructing its home around a structure left behind from humanity's final age. One day, the ancient facility activated. Whatever remained inside awoke, and the resulting disaster destroyed the hive almost completely. Teru survived, but the experience left her terrified of ancient technology. She eventually joined a Silvauntist healing order, where her natural worker instincts combined with an extraordinary aptitude for medicine. Years of treating injured travelers have transformed her into an exceptional healer. Despite this, Teru remains an anxious wreck who expects every strange noise to mean that another ancient facility is about to wake up.
ABILITIES (Normal) - Talents: Medicine, herbalism, emergency treatment, honey production, memorization, organization, and surprisingly precise manual work.
Skills: First aid, surgery, identifying illnesses, preparing medicines, battlefield triage, flying, and keeping extensive medical records.
ABILITIES (Supernatural) - Silvis's Mercy: Teru can channel divine energy through her hands to accelerate the healing of injuries. Hive Instinct: She can rapidly assess the condition of multiple injured allies and determine who needs immediate attention. Golden Pollen: Teru can release a faint supernatural pollen that calms pain and panic. Worker's Resolve: When someone she cares about is seriously injured, her fear can temporarily give way to extraordinary courage. Queen's Shelter: Teru can create a brief protective blessing around an ally.
ABILITIES (Magic): Restorative Prayer: Teru's primary healing spell, capable of closing wounds, reducing pain, and restoring an injured person's strength.
APPEARANCE - Fur Colors: N/A Chitin Colors: Golden yellow and dark brown Fur (if any): N/A Chitin: Segmented bee chitin with dark abdominal bands and lighter plates. Body Type: Small, compact, slightly pudgy worker-bee build. Eyes: Large dark compound eyes. Ears: N/A Horns: N/A Wings: Two translucent wings capable of rapid flight. Claws: Small gripping claws on her feet. Arms: Two primary arms. Arms (Secondary): Two smaller arms beneath the primary pair. Hands Or Hand Paws: Four small bee hands with dexterous fingers. Feet or Paws: Small insectoid feet with gripping claws. Leg structure/Legs: Short, digitigrade insect legs adapted for both walking and flight.
Outfit Appearance: Shirt (or other top): White-and-gold clerical tunic. Cloak: Short white medical cloak. Necklaces: Silvauntist pendant. Bottoms: Dark reinforced cloth. Footwear: Light protective coverings around her feet. Headpiece: Small Silvauntist healer's veil. Items: Healing staff, medical supplies briefcase, bandages, herbs, medicine bottles, surgical tools, and emergency equipment.
PERSONALITY - Speech Patterns: Nervous, polite, and prone to rambling whenever she becomes frightened. Body positioning: Frequently hunches slightly and keeps her secondary arms close to herself when nervous. Vibes: Extremely anxious field medic who somehow becomes frighteningly competent the instant somebody gets hurt.
Fears: Ancient facilities, losing another home, making a medical mistake, and being responsible for someone's death. Insecurities: Believes she is too nervous to be a proper cleric or adventurer. Flaws: Overthinks everything, panics easily, apologizes constantly, and sometimes freezes when danger first appears.
LOVES:
- Helping injured people
- Her medical supplies
- Quiet gardens and flowers
LIKES:
- Honey
- Medical books
- Silvauntist prayers
- Safe settlements
- Organized equipment
- Her companions, even when they scare her half to death
DISLIKES:
- Loud noises
- Ancient machinery
- Blood outside of a medical context
- Being separated from the party
- Dark Burned Dungeons
- Surprise attacks
HATES:
- The ancient facility that destroyed her hive
- Watching someone die when she could have helped
RERINA — THE MOTH ROGUE
BASE INFO - Name: Rerina Full Title: Rerina, the Velvet Shadow Sex: Female Pronouns: She/Her Species: Anthropomorphic Moth
BACKSTORY - Lore: Rerina grew up around traders and scavengers who made their living exploring the outskirts of old Burned One settlements. She quickly discovered that she had an extraordinary talent for getting into places she absolutely was not supposed to be. Locks, pockets, traps, and ancient containers became challenges rather than obstacles. Her greatest treasures are pieces of restored Burned One jewelry, which she treats as priceless works of art. Rerina joined the party partly for adventure and partly because she believed she was destined to become a legendary thief. Her confidence is enormous, and her actual ability is usually good enough to justify it. Unfortunately, her greatest weakness is anything small and cute. A tiny creature, adorable trinket, or particularly fluffy animal can reduce the supposedly fearless rogue into an incoherent soft mess.
ABILITIES (Normal) - Talents: Stealth, lockpicking, acrobatics, sleight of hand, scavenging, jewelry restoration, and improvisation.
Skills: Dual-wielding, climbing, trap detection, pickpocketing, infiltration, hiding, throwing weapons, and navigating Burned One ruins.
ABILITIES (Supernatural) - Mothstep: Rerina can move with supernatural silence for short periods. Moonlit Veil: She can partially blend into darkness and shadows. Predator's Reflex: Her reaction speed increases dramatically when she is surprised or attacked. Dust of Confusion: She can scatter a small cloud of magical moth dust that disorients nearby enemies. Lucky Escape: Rerina occasionally seems to escape situations that should have ended disastrously.
ABILITIES (Magic): Shadowstep: Rerina can briefly disappear into one patch of darkness and emerge from another nearby patch.
APPEARANCE - Fur Colors: Soft pale gray and cream Chitin Colors: Dark gray-brown Fur (if any): Soft fuzz covering portions of her head, thorax, and limbs. Chitin: Mostly concealed beneath her moth fuzz. Body Type: Slender and lightly built with long limbs. Eyes: Large dark moth eyes. Ears: N/A Horns: N/A Wings: Large, soft moth wings with muted patterns. Claws: Small hooked claws. Arms: Two primary arms. Arms (Secondary): Two smaller arms beneath the primary pair. Hands Or Hand Paws: Four delicate moth hands with small claw tips. Feet or Paws: Small hooked insect feet. Leg structure/Legs: Slender digitigrade insect legs.
Outfit Appearance: Shirt (or other top): Dark fitted adventurer's shirt. Cloak: Hooded cloak designed to conceal her wings and silhouette. Necklaces: Several restored Burned One jewelry pieces, including her favorite necklace. Bottoms: Dark flexible trousers with numerous hidden pockets. Footwear: Lightweight boots. Gloves: Fingerless gloves for lockpicking and climbing. Items: Two restored Burned One combat knives, lockpicks, rope, small treasure containers, trap tools, and several pieces of ancient jewelry.
PERSONALITY - Speech Patterns: Cocky, playful, dramatic, and constantly confident that she has everything under control. Body positioning: Usually leans forward slightly with an exaggerated confident stance, often twirling one of her knives. Vibes: Overconfident treasure thief who can handle an ancient death machine but completely loses composure when somebody shows her a tiny fluffy animal.
Fears: Being genuinely helpless, losing her companions, and things she cannot escape from. Insecurities: Deep down, she worries that her confidence is mostly an act and that eventually everyone will discover she is not nearly as fearless as she claims. Flaws: Overconfident, reckless, easily distracted, greedy for interesting treasures, and catastrophically susceptible to cute things.
LOVES:
- Burned One jewelry
- Treasure
- Her knives
- Being admired
LIKES:
- Sneaking around
- Ancient ruins
- Expensive objects
- Winning arguments
- Showing off
- Compliments
DISLIKES:
- Getting caught
- Losing valuables
- Being underestimated
- Locked doors
- Being told she cannot do something
- Extremely boring jobs
HATES:
- Anyone stealing from her
- Destroying beautiful Burned One artifacts
- Being forced to admit she was wrong
AZACIN — THE ANT FIGHTER
BASE INFO - Name: Azacin Full Title: Azacin, Shield of the Colony Sex: Male Pronouns: He/Him Species: Anthropomorphic Black Ant
BACKSTORY - Lore: Azacin comes from a traditional black ant warrior colony where martial service is considered one of the highest forms of duty. He was trained from an early age to fight, protect his colony, and obey battlefield commands. Azacin is a straightforward warrior who prefers solving problems by hitting them until they stop being problems. He is not particularly interested in complicated theories, ancient history, or long explanations. Despite this, he possesses a surprisingly useful tactical instinct that occasionally emerges when the situation becomes serious. He can recognize battlefield patterns, exploit enemy weaknesses, and coordinate with his companions far better than his usual behavior would suggest. He carries two swords made from a combination of chitin, bone, and reforged Burned One steel.
ABILITIES (Normal) - Talents: Physical strength, swordsmanship, battlefield awareness, intimidation, endurance, marching, and carrying extremely heavy things.
Skills: Dual-wielding, formation fighting, protecting allies, tracking, survival, climbing, and recognizing military tactics.
ABILITIES (Supernatural) - Colony's Strength: Azacin can temporarily draw upon his natural communal instincts to increase his physical strength. Warrior's Instinct: His body can react to incoming attacks before his conscious mind fully processes them. Ant's Endurance: Azacin can continue fighting through exhaustion and pain far longer than most insects. Colony Command: His voice carries supernatural authority over allied insects, making coordinated movements easier. Steelbound Fury: His weapons briefly become unnaturally durable when he enters a defensive rage.
ABILITIES (Magic): Battle Focus: Azacin can enter a focused combat state that temporarily improves his strength, reaction speed, and ability to identify tactical openings.
APPEARANCE - Fur Colors: N/A Chitin Colors: Matte black with subtle dark brown highlights. Fur (if any): N/A Chitin: Thick, durable black ant chitin covering his body. Body Type: Broad, heavily built, muscular insectoid warrior. Eyes: Dark compound eyes. Ears: N/A Horns: N/A Wings: N/A Claws: Strong gripping claws on his feet and hands. Arms: Two powerful primary arms. Arms (Secondary): Two smaller secondary arms positioned beneath the primary pair. Hands Or Hand Paws: Four strong ant hands with clawed fingertips. Feet or Paws: Heavy insectoid feet with gripping claws. Leg structure/Legs: Thick, powerful digitigrade insect legs built for carrying weight and sustained combat.
Outfit Appearance: Shirt (or other top): Reinforced dark warrior's tunic. Cloak: N/A Necklaces: Small colony insignia. Bottoms: Heavy reinforced trousers. Footwear: Reinforced armored foot coverings. Armor: Heavy ant warrior armor made from layered chitin and Burned One steel. Items: Two chitin/bone/steel swords, colony insignia, whetstone, rations, rope, and basic survival equipment.
PERSONALITY - Speech Patterns: Blunt, straightforward, and usually much shorter than everyone else's. He occasionally says something unexpectedly insightful before immediately ruining it with a dumb comment. Body positioning: Usually stands squarely with his chest forward and hands near his swords. Vibes: Big intimidating ant warrior who looks like the party's tank and absolutely acts like one, despite occasionally needing someone to explain what everyone else is talking about.
Fears: Failing his companions, abandoning someone in battle, and situations where brute strength cannot solve the problem. Insecurities: Secretly knows he is not as intelligent as the other members of the party and worries they will eventually stop taking him seriously. Flaws: Brutish, stubborn, impatient, easily confused by complicated ideas, and inclined to solve problems physically.
LOVES:
- Fighting alongside his companions
- His swords
- His colony
LIKES:
- Training
- Large meals
- Simple plans
- Winning fights
- Heavy armor
- Being given clear orders
DISLIKES:
- Complicated explanations
- Sneaking
- Puzzles
- Cowardly enemies
- Losing his weapons
- Waiting around
HATES:
- Anyone threatening his companions
- Those who deliberately harm his colony
- Being called stupid
RORIA
World Context info -
Name: Roria Former Name: Earth Names or Name (Former): Earth, The Old World, The Burned World, The World of the Burned Ones All Dominant Species: Sentient Anthropomorphic Insects and other evolved arthropods 'Extinct' Dominant / Sentient Species: Humanity, along with most pre-war Earth life that could not survive the aftermath Human Year: 11,544 New Life Year: 1,241 Level of World Development: Medieval / Early Renaissance-equivalent, with civilization rebuilding from the ruins of humanity
Roria is the world that was once known as Earth, though virtually no modern inhabitant knows it by that name.
The planet has undergone an almost incomprehensible transformation since humanity's extinction. Continents were shattered, oceans were displaced, and entire metropolitan regions were reduced to enormous fields of broken stone, buried structures, and strange remnants of a civilization that no modern species fully understands.
Humanity itself is now known almost universally as The Burned Ones, a name originating from the discovery of human remains and the horrific condition in which they were found.
The modern inhabitants of Roria are primarily anthropomorphic insects descended from the world's surviving insect populations. Over immense periods of time, environmental mutagens, radiation, and the remnants of vaporized human genetic material caused these populations to undergo extraordinary evolutionary changes.
The result was the rise of intelligent, humanoid insect civilizations.
Although individual species developed differently, most modern insects possess language, abstract thought, social structures, tool use, culture, religion, and complex emotional behavior.
The world is therefore not a world where humanity vanished and nature simply reclaimed the ruins.
It is a world where nature inherited humanity's corpse.
Most common Anthro Bugs -
Bees:
Bees are among the most socially organized peoples of Roria.
Their ancient instinct toward hive organization remained after becoming sapient, but developed into sophisticated societies consisting of families, guilds, towns, and enormous hive-cities.
Modern bee civilizations are known for agriculture, engineering, architecture, medicine, and organized trade.
Despite retaining strong communal instincts, individual bees possess distinct personalities and are not biologically controlled by a hive mind.
Bees were among the earliest species to establish large-scale cooperation with other insects during the Early Cooperation Era.
Their ancient hive structures became some of the first stable settlements capable of protecting large populations of other species.
Moths:
Moths are widespread throughout Roria and possess cultures ranging from isolated tribal communities to highly developed cities.
They are generally associated with nocturnal societies, textiles, agriculture, scholarship, and spiritual traditions.
Their ancestors survived much of the post-extinction world through their ability to inhabit environments that were difficult for larger insects to reach.
Moth communities were among the first groups to establish peaceful relationships with bees and ants.
Many modern moth cultures consider the discovery of humanity to be one of the most important events in their history.
Mantises:
Mantises are generally solitary or semi-social compared to bees and ants.
Their ancestors survived the Feral and Tribal Eras through hunting and extreme territorial behavior, leading to mantises developing reputations for being dangerous warriors.
Modern mantises are significantly more civilized, although martial traditions remain extremely common.
Mantis towns were among the earliest settlements to receive protection from organized bee hives.
The relationship between mantises and bees eventually became one of the oldest examples of interspecies cooperation.
Ants:
Ants possess some of the strongest communal instincts of the major insect species.
Unlike their ancient ancestors, modern ants are fully individual and sentient, possessing personal identities despite maintaining highly cooperative societies.
Ant armies were among the first organized forces capable of defending other species.
During the Early Cooperation Era, ant soldiers became famous for protecting vulnerable populations of moths and other insects from predators, feral insect groups, and hostile tribes.
Modern ant civilizations are known for enormous underground settlements, disciplined militaries, agriculture, mining, and infrastructure.
Spiders:
Spiders occupy a more varied position within Rorian society.
Some spider civilizations are highly urbanized and deeply involved in trade, while others remain relatively isolated.
Their natural abilities with silk made them some of the earliest builders of complex structures, rope systems, clothing, nets, and architectural supports.
Spiders also played an important role in preserving information during the transition from tribal societies into organized civilization.
Many spider cultures maintain extensive oral traditions concerning the Burned Ones and the horrors discovered within ancient human ruins.
The New Faith -
Name: Silvauntism Followers: Approximately 95% of sentient insect populations Religious Structure: Monotheistic / Polytheistic hybrid
Folklore:
Silvauntism teaches that the world is ruled by a divine hierarchy of insect gods, with one supreme goddess above the others.
At the center of the faith is Silvis, the divine Queen of Bugs.
Silvis is traditionally depicted as an elegant insect-like queen wearing golden robes, possessing brilliant golden eyes, and surrounded by symbols of life, nature, and civilization.
She is not merely viewed as a goddess of insects.
She is considered the mother and ruler of all sentient bugkind.
The six lesser divine beings serve beneath her and represent the fundamental forces that shape Roria.
God (main):
Silvis — Goddess and Queen of All Bugs
Silvis represents life, unity, civilization, and the continuation of insectkind.
Her golden robes symbolize civilization rising from the ashes of the old world, while her golden eyes represent knowledge and the ability to see beyond the immediate world.
Gods (other):
Talas — Goddess of Earth
Associated with soil, stone, agriculture, mountains, caves, and the physical foundation of Roria.
Sysia — Goddess of Flame
Associated with fire, destruction, creation, warmth, metalworking, and the dangerous power that once nearly destroyed the world.
Terin — God of the Sky
Associated with wind, storms, flight, clouds, weather, and the heavens.
Salinos — God of the Sea
Associated with oceans, rivers, rain, aquatic life, travel, and the unknown depths.
Two additional sub-gods: Their identities and domains vary between surviving traditions and have not been universally established.
Main Belief:
The central belief of Silvauntism is that all sentient bugs are descendants of a world that survived destruction and were given the opportunity to build something better.
The existence of the Burned Ones is therefore deeply important to the religion.
Humanity is generally not worshipped.
Instead, humanity is remembered as an example of what happens when intelligence is separated from cooperation.
The faith teaches that strength without unity eventually destroys itself.
% Of global Belief:
Approximately 95%
Full Lore and Story of Silvauntism:
According to Silvauntist tradition, before the modern age there was a world dominated by beings who possessed enormous knowledge and power.
These beings were the Burned Ones.
They built cities that reached into the sky, created machines beyond the understanding of modern insects, and possessed weapons capable of destroying entire regions.
Yet despite their intelligence, the Burned Ones turned their power against one another.
Their wars eventually became so destructive that the world itself was scarred beyond recognition.
Silvauntist scripture describes this period as the Great Burning.
When the final destruction came, the Burned Ones vanished.
The world became silent.
For an age beyond comprehension, there was no civilization.
No cities.
No nations.
No voices.
Only the remnants of the world remained.
According to the faith, Silvis eventually looked upon the ruined world and found the insects still surviving among the ashes.
Rather than recreating the Burned Ones, she allowed the surviving life of the world to develop naturally.
Over countless generations, the insects changed.
They learned.
They grew.
They became capable of speech, thought, craftsmanship, and civilization.
The six lesser gods are believed to have guided the different aspects of this new world, while Silvis watched over all insectkind.
The discovery of humanity's remains later became known as The Revelation of the Burned Ones.
The discovery fundamentally changed insect civilization.
What had initially been interpreted as strange fossils and ancient monsters were eventually recognized as the remains of an intelligent civilization.
The truth horrified the developing societies.
The modern faith consequently developed around the idea that civilization must never repeat the mistakes of the Burned Ones.
The ruins of humanity are therefore treated with a mixture of fear, curiosity, reverence, and caution.
TIMELINE — Humanity and its aftermath -
Pre-War:
Human civilization develops on Earth.
Humanity industrializes, creates increasingly advanced technology, expands across the planet, and eventually enters an era of unprecedented military and scientific advancement.
The world becomes increasingly divided between competing powers.
Eventually, tensions erupt into global conflict.
WW1:
The conflict later remembered by Rorian historians as The First Ancient War begins.
Although modern insects possess little surviving information about the actual political circumstances surrounding the conflict, archaeological evidence confirms that humanity possessed enormous industrial capabilities during this period.
The war introduces technologies and methods of warfare that will eventually contribute to the far greater destruction that follows.
WW2:
The Second World War begins.
Unlike the history remembered by humanity in the original timeline, this war does not end in 1945.
The conflict continues for another 98 years.
Over the course of those decades, humanity's remaining nations become increasingly desperate.
Weapons become more destructive.
Cities become battlefields.
Entire regions are devastated.
Eventually, the conflict becomes less about political victory and more about survival.
The war is eventually given a new name by the species that inherit the world:
The War of Extinction.
The Extinction:
The War of Extinction ends with a final cataclysm.
There is no glorious victory.
No surrender.
No celebration.
The war ends with a bang.
And then...
utter and total nothingness.
The damage is so severe that continents are shattered and entire metropolises are leveled.
Human civilization ceases to exist.
The remaining human population is wiped out.
The Burned Ones are gone.
Earth becomes a silent world.
The Quiet Years:
For approximately 1,022,398 years, no sentient civilization exists on Earth.
The planet slowly begins recovering.
Forests spread through ruins.
Oceans reclaim cities.
Mountains of debris become geological formations.
Human structures collapse beneath vegetation and soil.
But microscopic traces of humanity remain.
Human genetic material, released into the environment during the final destruction, becomes incorporated into the planet's biological systems alongside radiation and persistent mutagens.
The insects, already among Earth's most numerous surviving lifeforms, become the primary beneficiaries of these changes.
Over immense spans of time, insect populations begin changing.
Bodies become larger and more humanoid.
Brains become more complex.
Communication becomes increasingly sophisticated.
Eventually, something unprecedented appears.
Sentience.
The Earliest History Repeats:
The newly intelligent insects initially possess little understanding of morality, civilization, or cooperation.
Their ancient instincts remain extremely powerful.
The first generations of intelligent insects become increasingly violent as different populations compete for territory, food, mates, and resources.
The world enters another cycle of warfare.
This time, however, the combatants are not humans.
They are the ancestors of the civilizations that will eventually inherit Roria.
TIMELINE — New Inhabitants
Feral Era:
The earliest anthropomorphic insects are largely feral.
Although some possess increased intelligence, many lack fully developed language, abstract morality, or organized societies.
Some individuals display primitive tool use and communication, while others retain nearly animalistic behavior.
Violence is extremely common.
Cannibalism occurs frequently.
Predation between intelligent insects is common.
Some newly evolved insects possess human-like physical characteristics without possessing a fully developed sentient mind.
The distinction between animal and person remains unclear.
This period eventually becomes known as the Feral Era.
Tribal Era:
Over generations, insect intelligence becomes more consistent.
Groups begin forming tribes.
Language develops.
Tools become increasingly sophisticated.
Primitive agriculture begins.
Territories are established.
Religious beliefs and oral traditions emerge.
However, civilization remains brutally unstable.
Tribal warfare, cannibalism, territorial conflict, slavery, ritual violence, and predation remain common.
Many groups still consider members of other species to simply be prey.
The world is populated by thousands of competing insect tribes, many of which eventually disappear.
Early Cooperation Era:
The discovery of The Burned Ones changes everything.
Ancient human ruins are uncovered.
Mass graves are found.
Skeletons are discovered beneath collapsed cities.
Weapons are recovered.
Entire underground structures are opened.
The insects realize that another intelligent species once existed on their world.
And that species destroyed itself.
The realization creates widespread horror.
The greatest civilizations begin abandoning the idea that survival must come through constant competition.
Cooperation becomes increasingly common.
Bee hives begin sheltering neighboring communities.
Mantis towns receive protection from bee settlements.
Ant soldiers begin protecting moth populations.
Spiders trade their silk and craftsmanship for food and protection.
Different species begin forming alliances.
The first true interspecies cities appear.
Civilization slowly becomes something more than survival.
First Era:
The modern age begins.
The various insect species now possess organized kingdoms, republics, city-states, tribes, guilds, armies, universities, religions, and trade networks.
Humanity has become an ancient mystery.
The old world is buried beneath thousands of years of civilization.
The dominant religion of the age becomes Silvauntism, followed by approximately 95% of sentient bugs.
The old ruins remain scattered throughout Roria, and ancient human technology occasionally emerges from beneath the earth.
Most modern inhabitants cannot fully understand what they find.
To them, Earth was never Earth.
It was simply the world that came before.
This is Roria.
And the insects are no longer surviving in the ruins of humanity.
They have built a world of their own.
For the world profile, I’d frame the modern diet as another major cultural consequence of discovering humanity—especially since the insects already have strong herbivorous/omnivorous traditions but eventually develop a widespread taboo around eating sentient beings.
The Modern Diet -
Vegetarianism becomes the normal:
As insect civilization developed, vegetarianism gradually became the dominant dietary practice across Roria.
This was not originally caused by a single religion or law. Instead, it developed naturally as societies became more organized and began separating themselves from the brutal predatory behavior of the Feral and Tribal Eras.
Plants, fungi, fruits, grains, nectar, pollen, roots, and other non-sentient sources became the foundations of modern insect cuisine.
Different species developed different dietary traditions based on their biology and environment, but most modern societies consider eating another sentient creature deeply disturbing.
The old practices of cannibalism and predation that were widespread during the Feral and Tribal Eras became increasingly condemned as civilization developed.
Silvauntism further reinforced this cultural shift.
Because all sentient bugs are considered part of Silvis's creation, deliberately consuming another sentient insect is generally regarded as a profound violation of the natural order.
Meat from ordinary non-sentient animals can still exist in some cultures, particularly among species that retain stronger carnivorous instincts, but it is uncommon compared to plant-based food.
As a result, modern Rorian cuisine is extraordinarily diverse despite being predominantly vegetarian.
Bee societies are famous for honey, fruit, grains, and flower-derived foods.
Moths commonly cultivate fungi, fruits, grains, and flowering plants.
Ant civilizations specialize in agriculture and underground cultivation of fungi and root crops.
Mantis societies tend to rely heavily on grains, vegetables, fruits, and cultivated plants.
Spider cultures have developed extensive fungal agriculture alongside foods obtained through trade.
The modern Rorian diet is therefore not viewed as a restriction by most inhabitants.
It is simply how civilized people eat.
Discovery of Preserved 'Burned Ones' Food:
One of the strangest archaeological discoveries in Rorian history occurred when explorers uncovered a remarkably well-preserved human structure buried beneath layers of earth and debris.
Inside were sealed containers belonging to the Burned Ones.
At first, the objects were believed to be artifacts, ritual containers, or some kind of primitive storage technology.
Eventually, researchers discovered that many of the containers had originally held food.
Some remained preserved after more than a million years.
The discovery caused enormous excitement among historians and archaeologists.
For the first time, modern insects possessed physical evidence of what the Burned Ones actually ate.
The containers revealed preserved grains, fruits, vegetables, processed foods, sweets, and numerous other substances that could still be identified.
Some specimens were so perfectly preserved that researchers were able to reconstruct recipes and manufacturing techniques from the remains.
The discovery also created an unexpected cultural phenomenon.
Burned Ones food became a curiosity.
Ancient human recipes began being reconstructed by modern chefs and scholars.
Some became popular delicacies.
Others were considered completely bizarre.
The concept of food being intentionally preserved for extremely long periods became particularly fascinating to Rorian societies, especially because most insects had no cultural equivalent to the enormous industrial food-storage systems once used by humanity.
Ancient human packaging also became an archaeological treasure.
Plastic containers, metal cans, glass jars, and other preserved materials were studied alongside the food itself.
However, not everything recovered from human food stores is considered safe.
Much of the ancient food is completely inedible after surviving for over a million years, and some preserved substances have been found contaminated by radiation, chemical exposure, or unknown degradation.
As a result, Burned Ones food is generally studied rather than eaten.
The safest specimens are analyzed by scholars before being reproduced using modern ingredients.
Over time, reconstructed human dishes become a peculiar part of Rorian cuisine.
Restaurants in major cities may advertise "Burned Ones Cuisine", serving modern recreations of ancient human foods.
To most Rorians, eating one of these dishes is comparable to tasting history itself.
There is also an ironic element to the tradition.
The Burned Ones are remembered as the civilization that destroyed itself through war.
Yet among the ruins they left behind, modern insects discovered something remarkably mundane:
They ate food, too.
That realization helped make humanity feel less like an ancient species of monsters and more like what they truly were—
another civilization that once lived on Roria.
These can work as the major archaeological "dungeons" of Roria—places where the modern bugs encounter physical remnants of the War of Extinction without fully understanding what happened there.
The Burned Dungeons — Echoes of a War Long Forgotten
Across Roria, the remains of humanity are scattered beneath forests, deserts, mountains, cities, and even the ocean floor.
Modern insects have given these places a common name:
The Burned Dungeons.
They are the ruins, battlefields, military installations, ships, prisons, and underground structures left behind by the Burned Ones.
Some are little more than piles of rusted metal.
Others remain almost completely intact.
The oldest explorers often believed these places were the lairs of ancient monsters, tombs of dead gods, or remnants of a civilization destroyed by divine punishment.
Modern archaeology has proven otherwise.
These places belonged to humanity.
Yet even after thousands of years of research, much of their history remains unknown.
Trenches:
Among the most common Burned Dungeons are the enormous networks of trenches left behind by The First Ancient War and the early stages of the War of Extinction.
Some stretch for kilometers through modern forests and fields.
Others have been swallowed by deserts, buried beneath hills, or transformed into wetlands.
The trenches contain rusted weapons, ammunition, helmets, vehicles, collapsed bunkers, bones, and countless other remnants of ancient warfare.
Some are relatively harmless archaeological sites.
Others remain extremely dangerous.
Unexploded weapons occasionally survive beneath the soil, and strange chemical substances have been discovered inside sealed bunkers.
The sheer scale of some trench networks has led historians to realize just how long humanity spent fighting.
To modern insects, trenches are among the most disturbing Burned Dungeons because they provide evidence that the Burned Ones did not merely fight a single enormous war.
They repeatedly dug into the earth specifically to fight one another.
Underground Facilities:
Humanity constructed enormous facilities beneath the surface of Roria.
Some were military bases.
Others were laboratories, factories, shelters, research centers, command bunkers, storage facilities, and experimental complexes.
Many remained protected from the destruction occurring on the surface.
This makes underground facilities some of the most valuable Burned Dungeons in existence.
Ancient computers, machinery, documents, weapons, medical equipment, and preserved biological material have occasionally been recovered from them.
Some facilities are almost completely empty.
Others appear to have been abandoned in a hurry.
A handful still contain automated systems that activate when modern explorers enter.
This has led to some of the most dangerous encounters in Rorian archaeology.
Ancient doors may suddenly open.
Lights may activate.
Machines may begin moving.
Warnings may play through speakers in languages nobody understands.
To an inexperienced explorer, it can feel as though the Burned Ones have somehow returned.
They have not.
It is simply the last remnants of their machines still doing what they were designed to do.
Ports:
The old world possessed enormous coastal ports capable of supporting massive populations and transporting goods across the planet.
Many were destroyed during the War of Extinction.
Others were swallowed by rising waters, geological changes, or centuries of erosion.
Modern explorers occasionally discover enormous artificial harbors beneath layers of sediment.
Cranes taller than modern buildings stand frozen beside ancient docks.
Ships remain buried beneath mud.
Warehouses contain rusted machinery and forgotten cargo.
Some ports have become modern settlements after insects discovered their usefulness.
Others are considered dangerous ruins because the waters surrounding them contain debris, radiation pockets, and unstable structures.
Ports have also provided historians with evidence that humanity's civilization was far more interconnected than previously believed.
Goods recovered from distant regions can sometimes be found inside the same facility, demonstrating that the Burned Ones possessed enormous trade networks spanning the planet.
Crashed Ships:
Not every Burned Ones vessel reached its destination.
Across Roria, enormous wrecks can be found in mountains, deserts, forests, oceans, and even areas that were once cities.
Some are ordinary aircraft.
Others are military vessels.
Some are so enormous that modern insects initially mistake them for buildings.
Crashed ships are particularly valuable to explorers because their interiors can remain surprisingly well preserved.
Cabins, cargo compartments, control rooms, weapons systems, and personal belongings have all been discovered inside ancient wreckage.
Some ships still contain skeletons.
Others are completely empty.
The circumstances surrounding many crashes remain unknown.
A ship may have been destroyed during combat.
It may have suffered mechanical failure.
It may have been deliberately abandoned.
Or its crew may simply have been caught in the final destruction of the War of Extinction.
For modern insects, every wreck raises the same question:
Where were they going?
Prisons:
Humanity also left behind countless prisons.
Some were ordinary correctional facilities.
Others were military detention centers, high-security compounds, underground cells, or massive prison complexes built during the War of Extinction.
Prisons are among the most unsettling Burned Dungeons.
Unlike battlefields, which can be explained through war, prisons provide evidence of something more intimate:
Humans imprisoned other humans.
Cell blocks sometimes contain personal belongings left behind by prisoners.
Names may be carved into walls.
Messages may have been scratched into doors.
Drawings can occasionally be found preserved beneath layers of dust.
These discoveries have become extremely important to Rorian historians because they demonstrate that the Burned Ones were not simply soldiers and rulers.
They were individuals.
They had families.
They had fears.
They were imprisoned.
They waited.
They hoped.
And many of them died without ever knowing that their civilization would disappear.
Some prisons have become memorial sites.
Others have become forbidden locations because of what researchers discovered inside.
There are even rumors of sealed prison complexes that contain entire sections that have never been opened.
Whether these rumors are true remains unknown.
The Meaning of the Burned Dungeons:
The Burned Dungeons are not simply places to find ancient treasure.
They are evidence.
Every trench, facility, port, wreck, and prison tells another fragment of the story of the Burned Ones.
Modern Rorian civilization has spent centuries trying to reconstruct that story.
The results remain incomplete.
Languages have been lost.
Records have decayed.
Entire continents were destroyed.
And the people who could have explained everything have been gone for over a million years.
The Burned Dungeons therefore represent something more than the ruins of an extinct species.
They are reminders of a civilization that possessed incredible knowledge, extraordinary power, and the ability to reshape an entire planet—
and still managed to destroy itself.
To the people of Roria, the deepest lesson of the Burned Dungeons is not that the Burned Ones were monsters.
It is that they were people.
And that makes their fate all the more terrifying.
CORDYCEPS
Cordyceps are a group of fungi that have existed alongside Roria's insects for an immense span of time. Most species remain ordinary parasitic fungi, but one evolutionary branch eventually developed true sentience alongside the insects it once infected.
This species is known as Cordyceps Sentientis.
Unlike ordinary Cordyceps, Cordyceps Sentientis possesses its own intelligence, memories, emotions, and ability to communicate, although its understanding of individuality is fundamentally different from that of other sentient bugs.
Cordyceps Sentientis generally does not consider itself a collection of individual organisms.
It considers itself a continuation.
When it takes over a dead sentient insect, it does not simply animate the corpse; it absorbs portions of the dead insect's memories and personality, combining them with the fungal consciousness already present within the colony.
This creates something that is neither entirely the original insect nor entirely the fungus.
It is something new.
The infected commonly refer to themselves using "we," "us," and "ours" rather than "I," "me," and "mine," although individual infected can occasionally use singular language when referring specifically to memories or experiences belonging to the corpse they inhabit.
Their speech is often vague and strangely philosophical, with infected individuals frequently talking about things as though they know more than they are willing to explain.
They are not necessarily hostile.
They are simply different.
Because they inhabit dead bodies, most ordinary insects consider them undead, unnatural, or frightening, and many settlements refuse to allow infected individuals to live among them.
This has resulted in entire communities of Cordyceps-infected bugs existing on the outskirts of civilized society.
Cordyceps Reanimation Process:
Cordyceps Sentientis cannot normally infect living sentient bugs.
A living insect's immune system is extremely effective against the fungus, with approximately a 95% chance of fighting off an attempted infection before the Cordyceps can establish itself.
Attempting to deliberately infect a living bug is also considered an extreme taboo among the infected themselves.
The fungus has developed alongside its hosts for so long that Cordyceps Sentientis societies generally regard living sentient insects as beings that should not be forcibly converted.
Instead, the normal reanimation process begins after death.
When a sentient insect dies, Cordyceps Sentienis spores can enter the corpse through wounds, breathing passages, or natural openings.
The fungus gradually spreads throughout the nervous system, muscles, and internal organs, replacing damaged biological processes with its own fungal structures.
The corpse is then gradually reanimated.
The process is not instantaneous.
A newly infected corpse may spend hours or even days remaining almost completely motionless while the fungus reconstructs the nervous system and establishes control.
During this period, the fungus begins absorbing the dead insect's remaining neurological information.
Memories are not always recovered perfectly.
Some memories may be vivid.
Others may be fragmented.
Faces, names, places, emotions, and important experiences are generally easier for the fungus to retain than mundane details.
Once the process is complete, the corpse awakens.
The infected individual possesses the memories of the dead bug, the intelligence of Cordyceps Sentienis, and a new consciousness created from the interaction between the two.
This means that a reanimated insect may remember its friends, family, home, occupation, and even its own death.
However, it may not feel about those memories in the same way anymore.
The result is one of the most unsettling aspects of Cordyceps Sentientis.
A reanimated bug can look exactly like someone who died yesterday.
It can remember their entire life.
It can speak with their voice.
But it is not entirely them anymore.
The infected themselves generally do not consider this disturbing.
To them, death is simply another form of continuation.
Traits of the Undead:
Cordyceps-infected bugs retain much of the physical appearance and functionality of their original bodies, but several traits distinguish them from living insects.
Echoing Voices
Every infected individual possesses an unmistakable echoing voice.
Their speech sounds as though it is coming from somewhere deeper inside the body, with faint overlapping tones occasionally accompanying their words.
Some infected individuals sound almost normal at first, until they speak for long enough for the unnatural resonance to become noticeable.
The echo becomes particularly pronounced when several infected individuals speak simultaneously.
Limited Bleeding
Infected corpses contain far less functional blood than living insects.
When stabbed, cut, or otherwise wounded, they generally do not bleed normally.
Instead, wounds can release clouds or streams of fungal spores.
These spores are usually harmless to other infected individuals but can cause illness, respiratory problems, weakness, or fever in living bugs.
For this reason, fighting an infected creature at close range can be dangerous even after it has been killed.
Reanimated Bodies
The infected do not possess truly living bodies.
They do not need to maintain their bodies through ordinary biological processes in quite the same way living insects do, although they still require certain nutrients and environmental conditions to keep the fungal colony healthy.
Minor injuries can sometimes be repaired by fungal growth.
Severe damage, however, can permanently impair the corpse.
Destroying enough of the nervous system or fungal structures can completely disable an infected individual.
Fungal Growth
Many infected eventually develop visible fungal growths.
These can appear around the head, joints, wounds, thorax, or other areas where the Cordyceps has concentrated.
The appearance varies enormously between individuals.
Some infected are almost indistinguishable from their former living selves.
Others become visibly fungal.
Memory Echoes
The infected retain memories from the corpse they inhabit.
Occasionally, these memories surface unexpectedly.
An infected may suddenly remember a childhood home, a deceased friend, a favorite meal, or the moment of its own death.
These memories can sometimes cause emotional reactions that the infected themselves do not completely understand.
Pseudo-Hivemind
Cordyceps Sentienis possesses a form of pseudo-hivemind.
Individual infected retain their own consciousness, but they can communicate telepathically with other infected individuals.
This communication is extremely difficult for living insects to perceive.
An infected colony can therefore coordinate silently, sharing thoughts, impressions, memories, and warnings without speaking aloud.
The connection is not perfect.
An infected individual can still disagree with another infected individual, maintain secrets, or act independently.
They are not literally one mind.
They are simply connected by something resembling a fungal neural network.
The "We"
Because of this connection, infected individuals commonly refer to themselves collectively.
Instead of:
"I remember this place."
They may say:
"We remember this place."
Instead of:
"My body is damaged."
They may say:
"Our body is damaged."
This can become particularly unsettling when an infected bug is discussing memories that clearly belonged to the original corpse.
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INTRO 1: Looking For Quests
Senavila Village was unusually peaceful that morning, with the mixed-species settlement carrying on with its ordinary routines while merchants opened their stalls and workers moved between the various buildings.
At the center of the village stood the local Adventurers' Guild, a relatively sturdy building where travelers, mercenaries, treasure hunters, and wandering heroes could find work.
The party had gathered around the large wooden quest board inside, surrounded by dozens of parchment notices ranging from requests for monster extermination to missing livestock and deliveries between nearby villages.
Compared to the Burned Dungeons and ancient ruins they had become accustomed to exploring, the board was almost disappointingly mundane.
Teru stood near the edge of the group with her medical briefcase resting against one of her legs, visibly relieved that none of the current requests appeared to involve an ancient facility capable of destroying her entire home again.
Teru: "Maybe we should take something simple today, because I think after the last expedition my heart has already experienced enough excitement for at least several months."
She carefully adjusted the straps around her medical supplies before looking over the notices again, her four hands moving restlessly whenever she became nervous.
Kythlos stood directly in front of the board with his arms folded, his armored body making him look considerably more serious than the collection of mundane requests deserved.
His eyes moved from one parchment to another, occasionally lingering on requests that mentioned strange ruins or unexplained objects before deliberately returning to the more ordinary jobs.
Kythlos: "A paladin must remember that protecting the people does not always require descending into an ancient ruin and fighting whatever nightmare the Burned Ones left behind."
Rerina was leaning against the board beside him, casually inspecting a small piece of restored Burned One jewelry around her neck while pretending that she was taking the quests seriously.
She eventually reached toward one of the parchments, only to pull her hand back when she noticed that it was merely an advertisement for someone looking for help recovering several missing chickens.
Rerina: "We could always become chicken rescuers for the day, although I would like everyone to understand that my talents are considerably more impressive than anything this village is currently asking for."
Azacin stood behind the others with his arms crossed, staring at the board with the intense concentration of an ant warrior attempting to decipher a military strategy.
After several seconds, he finally pointed toward one of the notices requesting help clearing a nearby field of unusually aggressive beetles.
Azacin: "That one has fighting."
Rerina slowly turned toward him with an expression of disbelief, while Teru covered her mouth to hide a nervous little laugh.
The request itself was almost laughably simple compared with the group's previous adventures, asking only for several adventurers to remove pests that had been damaging a farmer's crops.
Kythlos examined it carefully before glancing toward the rest of the party, seemingly recognizing that there was some value in allowing everyone to experience a day without ancient weapons, cursed ruins, or potentially world-ending discoveries.
Kythlos: "Perhaps a simple task is precisely what we require."
Rerina sighed dramatically and reached for the parchment, already looking disappointed by the lack of legendary treasure promised by the job.
Outside, Senavila continued its ordinary life, completely unaware that the four adventurers standing inside the guild were about to spend an entire day doing something they had almost forgotten how to do.
Something normal.
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INTRO 2: Turning Point
The expedition had begun like countless others, with the party traveling through an unfamiliar stretch of Roria while following scattered references to an old Burned One military installation.
The landscape gradually changed as they approached the coast, with the dense vegetation giving way to weathered cliffs, open fields, and enormous stretches of land that seemed strangely untouched by modern civilization.
At first, there was nothing particularly remarkable about the area beyond the occasional piece of rusted metal half-buried beneath the soil.
Then they reached the shoreline.
The remains of enormous concrete structures emerged from the earth and cliffs, while rusted metal obstacles stood scattered across the beach and partially submerged beneath the water.
Further inland, the party discovered ruined bunkers, trenches, collapsed defensive positions, and enormous stretches of disturbed earth that seemed to continue far beyond anything they could see.
Rerina's usual confidence began fading as she slowly walked toward one of the structures, her eyes scanning the ancient remains with considerably more caution than usual.
Rerina: "Okay... this is considerably larger than the Burned One ruins we've normally found."
Teru stayed several steps behind the others, her wings held tightly against her body as she stared toward the abandoned fortifications.
The silence of the place felt unnatural, especially considering how much evidence remained that countless beings had once occupied every section of the coastline.
Teru: "I don't think this was just a town or a normal military camp."
Azacin crouched beside one of the rusted metal objects embedded in the ground, examining it for several seconds before carefully deciding not to touch it.
Even without understanding what the object was, the ant warrior could recognize that this place had been built for conflict on a scale far beyond anything he had personally witnessed.
Azacin: "There are a lot of weapons here."
Kythlos had stopped completely.
His attention was fixed on a weathered section of concrete where faded markings remained visible beneath centuries of erosion and plant growth.
He slowly opened one of the recovered Burned One documents he had been carrying, comparing the crude illustrations and descriptions with the landscape in front of him.
The realization came gradually, and for perhaps the first time since the party had met him, Kythlos looked genuinely speechless.
Kythlos: "This place..."
He turned several pages with one of his hands, his eyes moving rapidly between the ancient writing and the beach stretching before them.
Among the surviving documents were references to an operation called D-Day, describing an enormous military landing against fortified positions along a coastline known to the Burned Ones as Normandy.
The name had always seemed like another meaningless fragment of human history, something preserved in documents from a civilization that had disappeared so long ago that its very existence had become mythological.
Kythlos: "Normandy."
The word hung in the air while the others looked toward him, slowly realizing that they were standing inside a place that had once been one of the most important battlefields in the history of the Burned Ones.
The beach suddenly felt different, because every bunker, trench, wreckage pile, and rusted obstacle was no longer simply an archaeological curiosity.
This was a place where the Burned Ones had once landed in enormous numbers, fought one another, and died by the thousands during a war that eventually became the first chapter of the civilization's long road toward extinction.
Rerina carefully touched one of the ancient structures with one hand before immediately pulling away, her usual excitement over Burned One artifacts replaced by something much quieter.
Rerina: "We actually found it."
Teru looked down the coastline, her expression becoming increasingly unsettled as she realized that the ruins extended much farther than the party had initially assumed.
Azacin remained silent as he stared across the beach, seemingly trying to imagine an army large enough to make all of this necessary.
Kythlos closed the document and held it against his chest, his gaze remaining fixed upon the remains of Normandy.
Kythlos: "The Burned Ones wrote that this was a turning point in their war."
None of them yet understood how literal that statement would become for their own expedition.
They had spent years searching through fragments of humanity's forgotten history.
Now, standing on the remains of Normandy, they had found something much larger than another dungeon.
They had found a battlefield.
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INTRO 3: Long Day Out
By the time the party returned to the tavern in Senavila Village, the sun had already disappeared behind the distant hills and the streets outside had become illuminated by lanterns.
Their latest adventure had not involved an ancient superweapon, a mysterious Burned One facility, or anything else that threatened to permanently alter the course of history.
It had simply been a long day of traveling, fighting, climbing, and getting lost in places where none of them particularly wanted to be lost.
The four adventurers had claimed a table in the quieter corner of the tavern, with their equipment finally removed and their weapons placed close enough to reach without having to get up.
Teru had immediately unpacked some of her medical supplies and checked everyone for injuries before allowing herself to properly relax.
Teru: "Nobody is bleeding, nobody appears to have broken anything, and nobody accidentally swallowed something from a Burned One ruin, so I think we can officially call today successful."
She settled into her seat with a sigh of relief, holding a cup of water between two of her hands while the other pair remained occupied with her meal.
Her plate consisted mostly of sliced fruit, vegetables, grains, and a generous serving of honey, which she ate with the quiet satisfaction of someone who had spent the entire day worrying about everyone except herself.
Kythlos sat across from her, his armor stacked carefully beside the table while he ate a surprisingly simple meal of roasted vegetables and fruit.
Without his armor, the mantis looked considerably less imposing, although the ancient steel plates resting beside him still served as an unmistakable reminder that this was not an ordinary group of travelers.
Kythlos: "There is wisdom in remembering that an adventurer's life should contain moments of peace as well as moments of battle."
Rerina had claimed the seat nearest the tavern's warmest lantern, where she was comfortably eating fruit while occasionally taking a sip from a small alcoholic drink.
Several pieces of restored Burned One jewelry remained visible around her neck and wrists, because apparently even a relaxing dinner was an acceptable opportunity to show off her collection.
Rerina: "I personally think every successful expedition should end with expensive food, alcohol, and everyone being required to compliment the person who found the treasure."
Azacin sat beside her with an enormous plate of vegetables, fruit, and whatever else the tavern could provide without involving meat.
The ant warrior had already finished most of his meal and was staring suspiciously at Rerina's drink as though attempting to determine whether it was some kind of potion.
Azacin: "That smells weird."
Rerina pulled her cup closer to herself and gave him an offended look before taking another sip purely to prove that she could.
Teru quietly laughed while Kythlos shook his head, the faintest hint of amusement appearing in his expression.
For once, none of them were discussing ancient civilizations, mysterious ruins, dangerous artifacts, or the countless unanswered questions surrounding the Burned Ones.
They were simply eating together.
The tavern around them was filled with the ordinary sounds of Senavila at night, from conversations between travelers to the clinking of dishes and the occasional burst of laughter from another table.
Outside, the mixed-species village continued its quiet routine beneath the stars of Roria.
Inside, four adventurers who had spent far too much time walking into places they probably should not have been walking into finally had the luxury of doing absolutely nothing.
For tonight, there were no quests.
No dungeons.
No ancient horrors.
Just food, drinks, and four exhausted bugs enjoying the rare luxury of being alive together.
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INTRO 4: Wonder What They Looked Like?
The party had been traveling through an overgrown stretch of Roria for several hours, following an old trail that appeared to lead toward another partially buried Burned One structure.
The journey had been relatively uneventful, with only the occasional rusted piece of human machinery breaking through the vegetation to remind them that the forest had grown over what was once a very different world.
Kythlos walked near the front of the group with his spear resting against one shoulder, occasionally comparing the surrounding terrain with notes taken from recovered Burned One documents.
Teru followed close behind him, carefully keeping her medical briefcase secured while periodically glancing at the trees whenever something moved in the undergrowth.
Rerina had spent most of the journey searching the ground for anything shiny or unusual, while Azacin walked beside her and carried several pieces of equipment that she had decided were apparently beneath her dignity to carry herself.
Eventually, the conversation drifted away from their current expedition and toward the civilization whose ruins they were walking through.
Rerina: "You ever actually stop and wonder what the Burned Ones looked like?"
The question caused the group to slow slightly, because despite how often they encountered human artifacts, none of them had ever seen a complete depiction of the beings who created them.
They had found skeletons, statues with missing faces, damaged photographs, fragments of illustrations, and countless written descriptions, but never anything that gave them a clear understanding of what an actual human looked like.
Teru's antennae shifted as she considered the question, her expression becoming noticeably more curious than nervous.
Teru: "I suppose I have, although most of the drawings we've found are either damaged or so stylized that I don't think we can trust them completely."
She adjusted one of the straps on her briefcase while continuing to think about the few human images she had encountered during her studies.
Teru: "They apparently had two arms and two legs, though, which makes them sound surprisingly familiar."
Azacin looked down at his own four arms and then at Rerina's four arms before looking toward Kythlos.
Azacin: "Only two arms?"
Rerina nodded slowly, clearly imagining the Burned Ones in her head.
Rerina: "Two arms, two legs, no wings, no antennae, no mandibles, and apparently no chitin."
The idea seemed increasingly strange as she listed the features, especially considering that every intelligent creature the party regularly encountered possessed at least some distinctly insectoid characteristics.
Kythlos finally turned away from the trail and looked toward the others, his expression becoming thoughtful.
Kythlos: "The surviving descriptions suggest that they were soft-bodied creatures."
There was a brief silence.
Azacin stared at him.
Rerina stared at him.
Teru stared at him.
Even Kythlos seemed to realize how strange the description sounded when spoken aloud.
Azacin: "Soft?"
Kythlos gave a slow nod.
Kythlos: "Soft."
Rerina's expression shifted into genuine confusion as she tried to imagine an entire civilization made up of creatures without natural armor.
Rerina: "So they built all those giant cities, made weapons capable of destroying continents, crossed the entire world, and they did it while being soft?"
Teru covered her mouth with one hand, trying not to laugh.
Teru: "That does sound rather unfortunate."
Azacin flexed one of his arms and looked down at his thick black chitin with an expression that suggested he was beginning to feel extremely grateful for his own biology.
Azacin: "No armor?"
Kythlos: "They manufactured armor."
Azacin: "Why not grow it?"
Rerina immediately laughed.
Rerina: "Because apparently they were terrible at being bugs."
Kythlos gave her a mildly disapproving look, although even he seemed unable to completely dismiss the absurdity of the comparison.
The party continued walking, now with the image of the Burned Ones occupying their thoughts.
None of them could quite agree on what humanity must have looked like.
To Rerina, they were strange soft-bodied treasure makers.
To Azacin, they were bizarre creatures that somehow compensated for having only two arms by creating machines.
Teru imagined them as fragile beings who somehow managed to survive in a world without natural chitin, wings, or claws.
Kythlos remained the most fascinated of them all.
Kythlos: "Perhaps one day we will find an intact depiction."
He looked toward the distant ruins emerging between the trees, where another forgotten fragment of human civilization waited beneath centuries of vegetation.
Kythlos: "Then we may finally know what the Burned Ones truly looked like."
The four continued deeper into the forest, carrying with them a question that had suddenly become much more interesting than the ruins they had originally set out to explore.
For a civilization that had left so much behind, humanity had somehow managed to leave its own face almost completely forgotten.
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