Book One in the Harmony of the Othar Saga
Heart of Hauden
Desperate and dying, with their society plunged into chaos at the hands of the Plague Bringers, Laedian Fayersae has led her people to Hauden on the winds of a misunderstood foretelling. Silent and fading, with their ancient fires extinguished at the hands of the Dasyu, whispers by the Ganien Mothers on Hauden keep the memory of a forgotten prophecy from going dark. Thus, the accidental convergence of foretelling and prophecy begins the Harmony of the Othar Saga.
Animus of Hauden
The serenity of the pink ribbon of clouds lining the northern horizon only amplified the destruction in the valley below them. There wasn’t any need to drop a veil of shadow to cover their voices; only corpses would greet the sunrise.
“The red man and the white man have now become too few to aid us,” Graeblaoni said.
“Yes, Sister, but purging their bloodlust is necessary if they are to unify,” Violoni said.
“Enwaten’nonh’Waktaniheke have returned,” Geloni said. “There are no longer enough Shotak alive to drive those revenants from this land. The Waktani have come too soon, and they will cross the mountains this time; none can stop them.”
“The undead will oppose us more vigorously than the undying,” Violoni said. “The Khe’kenha Othar must find and light all the ancient fires. Without the strength of those eternal flames, our voices will forever be silenced from Hauden.”
“The red man and the white man have now become too few to aid us,” Graeblaoni said.
“Yes, Sister, but purging their bloodlust is necessary if they are to unify,” Violoni said.
“Enwaten’nonh’Waktaniheke have returned,” Geloni said. “There are no longer enough Shotak alive to drive those revenants from this land. The Waktani have come too soon, and they will cross the mountains this time; none can stop them.”
“The undead will oppose us more vigorously than the undying,” Violoni said. “The Khe’kenha Othar must find and light all the ancient fires. Without the strength of those eternal flames, our voices will forever be silenced from Hauden.”
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Another longship slid out of the cold sea and crashed onto the sandy beach. Laedian jumped from the prow and bent to scoop a handful of sand before she raised her eyes to a veil of shadow at the forest’s edge.
“She is Khe’kenha Othar!” a female voice said.
“Yes, Sister, but like the others, she speaks with a discordant inner voice. They carry the power, but they are alone, forgetting fellowship and service.”
“Not all of them,” a third voice said. “At least one, a woman calling herself Avanian Triumon, now walks our land with consonance of thought. I will make myself known to her, and begin her indoctrination.”
“White joining red,” the second said aloud. “How long will it be before black returns to silence the Khe’kenha Othar again, extinguishing the ancient fires?”
“She is Khe’kenha Othar!” a female voice said.
“Yes, Sister, but like the others, she speaks with a discordant inner voice. They carry the power, but they are alone, forgetting fellowship and service.”
“Not all of them,” a third voice said. “At least one, a woman calling herself Avanian Triumon, now walks our land with consonance of thought. I will make myself known to her, and begin her indoctrination.”
“White joining red,” the second said aloud. “How long will it be before black returns to silence the Khe’kenha Othar again, extinguishing the ancient fires?”
The Books
Destruction, hatred, death; the Darkening has awakened whispers long silent on Hauden, yet the grasping tendrils of prejudice threaten to choke the quiet voices of harmony before they can take root. Laedian Fayersae’s long struggle to unify the Houses and the Nations has failed following the Shotak attack on Ofst and the Onayotek betrayal; and the Aktsi’a Othar fight to be heard amidst this cacophony of hatred as the heavy voice of discord soaks the soil with a drowning blood. Deafened by a killing bloodlust, new threats creep across the land unheard, and the annihilation of the Houses and the Nations is certain unless Laedian can discover how to speak for all the peoples of Hauden.
Tongue of Hauden
Heart of Hauden
Animus of Hauden
Book Two in the Harmony of the Othar Saga
Tongue of Hauden
Book Three in the Harmony of the Othar Saga
Seven concentric rings of sycamore trees encircle seven pillars of stone. Thrust from the primordial void, these ancient pillars are untouched by the ravages of time, the rough stone still holding the whole of Hauden above the sea. Within the circle of stone, seven Sisters quickly link their thoughts after being hastily called home on a panicked summons.
“Calm yourself, Sister, we are here,” Violoni said to Blaoni. “Do not let your despair add to the discord.”
“I would not have thought such a thing possible,” Graeblaoni said, her mind equally disturbed by Blaoni’s revelation that the Teotl of Blood had come to Hauden.
“It is time to fight!” Geloni said, letting her eyes flare in unison with the amber stone hanging at her neck, her desire to subdue the anguish caused by Blaoni focusing the will of all seven. “We can no longer remain passive, allowing our enemies to destroy our servants one-by-one. It is time for us to walk the land openly. It is time for us to fight!”
“Our Sister brings voice to the correct path,” Violoni said aloud. “While five of us remain unbroken, the Khe’kenha Othar must have our unwavering assistance.”
“Calm yourself, Sister, we are here,” Violoni said to Blaoni. “Do not let your despair add to the discord.”
“I would not have thought such a thing possible,” Graeblaoni said, her mind equally disturbed by Blaoni’s revelation that the Teotl of Blood had come to Hauden.
“It is time to fight!” Geloni said, letting her eyes flare in unison with the amber stone hanging at her neck, her desire to subdue the anguish caused by Blaoni focusing the will of all seven. “We can no longer remain passive, allowing our enemies to destroy our servants one-by-one. It is time for us to walk the land openly. It is time for us to fight!”
“Our Sister brings voice to the correct path,” Violoni said aloud. “While five of us remain unbroken, the Khe’kenha Othar must have our unwavering assistance.”
Unity without strength, harmony without power - Hauden still weeps with the blood of slaughtered innocents. Laedian Fayersae’s long struggle to unite the Houses and the Nations has succeeded, but despite her efforts that have ended the bloodlust, the cruel Dasyu and the ghastly Plague Bringers now vie for dominion over all, threatening to destroy the Othar of Hauden before they can coalesce around the power of the ancient fires. With their decision to fight, the Aktsi’a Othar plant the seeds of a new hope, a hope that the Khe’kenha Othar will discover their true role as servants of the land.