Almond Cookie

Cookies are a highly intelligent species of being that are nearly indistinguishable from humans aside from their simplified, small, and food-themed appearance. Their diversity, motivations, and capabilities are very similar to those of humans in a modern fantasy setting, seeking community and fulfillment despite their original purpose being much less complex.

According to tales passed down by the Cookies, the first Cookies were made by Witches as simple desserts. Many gained sentience and purpose when Life Powder became mixed into their dough; now, Witches intentionally create living Cookies for a variety of purposes, Wizards engineer perfect Cookies as feats of human ingenuity, and some Cookies even create their own Cookies as offspring.

Though Cookies as a species present themselves in a wide variety of manners, certain common patterns can be noted. Standard Cookies take a humanoid shape in a wide variety of body types, generally having one head, two arms, and two legs. Their bodies usually are constructed from various types of cookie dough, and they tend to have two eyes, one mouth, and no discernible nose or ears. Cookie facial features are made from different types of icing, including “toothcing” in place of teeth and “eyecing” in place of eyelids/eyelashes (though they refer to their eyes as a whole as simply “eyes”). They can also have hair anywhere on their bodies that a human would, including but not limited to the head, arms, face, chest, and legs, whose composition varies based on the Cookie’s ingredients and race. In fact, a Cookie’s appearance overall is heavily affected by their main ingredient, which often is stated in their name, as well as their race, nationality, and environment.

It is generally agreed upon that Cookies do not contain organs and bones—despite this, all standard humanoid Cookies are said to be filled with strawberry jam as a stand-in for blood.

Legends say that, eons ago, three witches once baked a batch of Cookies imbued with special ingredients that gave them sentience and free will. The vast majority of these Cookies were slaughtered and devoured by these witches, with only one individual managing to escape their grasp. It is said that the leftover dough from this night of brutality is what birthed the Cookie Kingdom—left out under sunlight, the dough cured on its own and eventually came to be the land on which all Cookies live today.

Earthbread is the planet on which all Cookies live.

Parfaedia is a city on Earthbread most likely in the Wholegrainia continent. The city is bustling with magic and proudly houses the Parfaedia Institute.

According to legend, the ancient city of Parfaedia was once the core of the Parfaedian League. The city housed a beacon that always burned bright, serving as a symbol of unity between Parfaedia and the other magical cities. The cities made a promise to assist each other in times of crisis, vowing that for as long as the beacon's flame was lit, the cities would face any threat together.

However, the beacon would eventually die out. Its flame likely went out a considerable amount of time ago, as the story of its use is old enough to be considered an ancient legend. Some residents were doubtful that the story was true at all. Despite this, and even though the flame had been extinguished for quite some time, those who knew of the legend did not hesitate to provide assistance the very moment that the beacon was lit again. Various heroic Cookies traveled across the land in order to protect Parfaedia from the crisis that had befallen, continuing the legacy of the Parfaedian League and ushering in the beginnings of a new legend.

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