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Hranusha was born as one among two conjoined twin sisters in the small orchard farming community of Viyatrat among a small impoverished family. Her sister awkwardly skewered through her when in the womb, adding 3 more limbs to the bothersome bundle. When she was but a child of seven years Hranusha’s sister grew wary and ill, her poor parents took up a deal from a traveling doctor surgeon from the local fort city of Ar-Shhramoush, falling prey to his manipulative business strategies with those who had not the finance to support themselves. The two sisters being essentially signed away to this fraudulent medical practitioner had no legal defense for what would occur next as in order to solve the matter of the sister’s poor health he saw fit that the illness must be removed with the upmost efficiency. After a truly terribly operation which only few patients the world over would have ever known the excruciating pain of, the sister of Hranusha was no more and by the standards of this doctor the remaining young child was now fixed. Unsurprisingly, the parents could not muster the capital to pay the flawed doctor back for Hranusha’s cure, landing them in prison for failing to pay debts.
After her parents landed in debtor’s prison, Hranusha continued to work on the orchard her family had been toiling on for generations as servants under the tutelage of her uncle. He already had too many mouths to feed among his own children of four limbs and detested the weaknesses of his niece so he pawned her off to a colleague* (fine lad he met at the pub) who worked in Ar-Shhramoush as a carpenter. He tried to get Hranusha to work under him as an apprentice but she struggled to follow his directions, specifically those related to using the saw. Every time she heard so much as the sound of the saw cutting through lumber she was deathly afraid and tried to hide from the blades. Seeing that she was useless to the increase of his profit the carpenter pawned Hranusha off to a medicine man* (snake oil salesman) to work as a servant as he would go between the towns upon sallow silty banks of the River Parapaga. This arrangement mainly constituted trying to get townspeople to his fraudulent little wagon of medical anomalies and sorting bottles of liquids which would probably be considered poison by most good healers. Her deformities drew the people of the market to gawk and laugh at her as she kept fumbling and bumbling with the delicate jars between her four arms while also having a tendency to scare the medicine man’s sickly stead. When his stead was simply too horrified by Hranusha it violently broke from the wagon and ran out into the hilly countryside. Seeing that Hranusha had only been a thorn in his side the medicine man pawned her off as a freak show thing to one of his trusted associates, the local clerk of Turgipur’s travelling circus in Aturglu. Taking an interest to the grotesque abnormalities of this servant girl, the shrewd Turgipur would incorporate Hranusha into his growing collection of bizarre freak show carnies.
Hranusha, in all her misery, deformity and struggle to be at peace with the body she is ridiculed and mocked for possessing, was looped into a contract with a carnival in the hopes that she may be able to someday gather the funds necessary to get her parents out of debt. So long as the Ar-Shhramoush Penal House stands and Turgipur’s cruelty continues they shall know no true freedom.
Deshiwiam, also known alternatively as the Red Forest, the Nevergreen Forest or the Gallow Forest, is a region in the Middle Shuprini Plateau made up of dense woodlands. Officially, Deshiwiam is claimed as a territory of the Aravasha Shhipaniqua under the governance of various mushayras (lesser lords) reigning in Wiamgur and Ar-Boushiam. Practically, the forest belongs to no central administration or government as any settlements under Shhipaniq suzerainty only exist on the outer reaches of the true forest. Rather than allowing this thicket of red to remain untamed, hunters are sent into the foliage to bring down the ravenous beasts and unthinkable things which inhabit the land. These urdbangi (red forest hunters, or more literally, those who burn evil) were composed of the guardians of monasteries and the veterans of holy wars who were often exceptionally devout in their faith. There was still nothing which could have prepared them for that land, for they did not know the forest by its true name.
Corpse Standards, as you may be aware, are often decorated with the horrific remains of the dead and dying in a disturbing display to ward off the will of lesser warriors. Due to the honors and devastation which these men bring forth, they are often integrated into the ranks of afhd calvary to charge into grim and grizzly bouts of strength. As far as traditional land warfare is to be concerned, there was little that one could do to truly surpass the overwhelming and gruesome dominion over battle which a corpse standard embodied.
had a nightmare that included a meat-tube monster that looked very cool but i couldnt recreate its look from memory that well (0 references cuz its all in my braiiiinnnnnnn) but here u go
happy pride by the wayyyyyy :)))
I think i took finding beauty in the grotesque a little too seriously