Lore: Age of Discovery

Gaia, The Age of Discovery

Volume 2

Welcome to Gibberia

Once upon a time, in a land far beyond the reaches of ordinary maps, there existed a peculiar realm known as Gibberia. This land was unlike any other, for it was a place where logic and reason had taken a permanent vacation, leaving behind a world governed by whims and whimsies, where the nonsensical was the norm, and the incomprehensible was celebrated.

In the heart of Gibberia stood the grand city of Blibberblot, a place where the streets were paved with marshmallows and the buildings were constructed from giant gummy bears. The sky above Blibberblot was a swirling mosaic of colors, with clouds that rained chocolate syrup and a sun that occasionally blinked like an oversized neon sign. The inhabitants of Blibberblot, known as the Blibberians, were a merry bunch, always engaged in activities that defied the conventional understanding of fun.

One fine flibberflap, as the Blibberians called their days, the mayor of Blibberblot, a rotund figure named Wibble Wobble, announced a grand festival to be held in honor of the Great Gibberish, the ancient spirit believed to have given life to their land. The festival, called the Flibberjibber Jubilee, was to feature an array of events, from the Whimsical Wobble Dance to the Great Gummy Bear Toss, and of course, the renowned Nonsensical Narration Contest.

The Nonsensical Narration Contest was the highlight of the festival, where Blibberians from all corners of Gibberia gathered to weave the most outlandish and baffling tales. Each participant was given a chance to stand atop the Great Gummy Stage and share their story, with the aim of impressing the esteemed panel of judges, composed of the wisest nonsense enthusiasts in all of Gibberia.

As the festival approached, excitement filled the air. Blibberians could be seen practicing their silliest moves, tossing gummy bears for accuracy, and, of course, concocting the most bewildering stories imaginable. Among the eager contestants was a young Blibberian named Zizzle Zazzle, known for his extraordinary talent in the art of gibberish.

Zizzle Zazzle had been preparing for this moment all year. He had spent countless hours in the Labyrinth of Lunacy, where the walls were made of jelly and the floors were trampolines, honing his skills and crafting a story that he hoped would outshine all others. His story, "The Tale of the Flibberflap Floozle," was a masterpiece of absurdity, filled with characters and events that defied any semblance of logic.

The day of the Flibberjibber Jubilee arrived, and Blibberblot was abuzz with activity. The streets were filled with Blibberians in colorful costumes, each one more eccentric than the last. There were Blibberians dressed as giant cupcakes, others as walking teapots, and even a few who had opted to come as abstract concepts, like the notion of bewilderment or the essence of a sneeze.

As the sun blinked brightly overhead, the festivities began. The Whimsical Wobble Dance saw Blibberians twirling and bouncing in ways that defied the laws of physics, while the Great Gummy Bear Toss had spectators in stitches as contestants attempted to hurl oversized gummy bears through hoops made of cotton candy. But the true anticipation was reserved for the Nonsensical Narration Contest.

The Great Gummy Stage was a sight to behold, a towering confection of sugar and gelatin that sparkled in the sunlight. The panel of judges, each wearing hats that were more absurd than the last, took their seats, ready to be dazzled by the tales of gibberish that awaited them.

One by one, the contestants took to the stage, each spinning a tale more nonsensical than the one before. There were stories of dancing pineapples, talking toothbrushes, and adventures through realms made entirely of cheese. The audience cheered and laughed, reveling in the sheer absurdity of it all.

Finally, it was Zizzle Zazzle's turn. He stepped onto the stage with a confident grin, his heart racing with excitement. The crowd hushed in anticipation as he began his tale.

"Once upon a flibberflap," Zizzle Zazzle began, "in the land of Glibberglop, there lived a Flibberflap Floozle named Wibber Wobber. Now, Wibber Wobber was no ordinary Floozle, for he had the remarkable ability to flibber his flap and flap his flibber in ways that no other Floozle could. One day, Wibber Wobber decided to embark on a journey to find the Great Gibberish, the ancient spirit of nonsense that was said to reside in the heart of the Jibber Jabber Jungle."

As Zizzle Zazzle continued his tale, the audience was captivated. He spoke of Wibber Wobber's encounters with the Zizzle Zazzle Birds, who sang songs that made no sense but were oddly catchy. He described the encounter with the Fuzzle Fuzzies, creatures made entirely of fluff and nonsense, who helped Wibber Wobber find the hidden path to the Jibber Jabber Jungle.

"The path was treacherous," Zizzle Zazzle narrated, "lined with wibbly wobbly wibble wobbles and gibbering jabberwocks. But Wibber Wobber was determined, and with each step, he grew closer to the heart of the jungle. Finally, after many flibberflaps and floozles, he reached the center, where the Great Gibberish awaited."

Zizzle Zazzle paused for dramatic effect, the crowd hanging on his every word.

"The Great Gibberish," he continued, "was a sight to behold, a swirling mass of colors and sounds that defied description. It spoke to Wibber Wobber in a language that was both familiar and utterly foreign, and in that moment, Wibber Wobber understood the true essence of nonsense. It wasn't about making sense or following rules; it was about embracing the chaos and finding joy in the unexpected."

The crowd erupted in applause as Zizzle Zazzle finished his tale. The judges conferred, their hats bobbing and nodding in agreement, before announcing that Zizzle Zazzle had won the Nonsensical Narration Contest. He was awarded the coveted Golden Gibber, a trophy made of pure nonsense, and crowned the King of Gibberish.

The Flibberjibber Jubilee continued long into the night, with Blibberians celebrating in their own delightfully absurd ways. And as the sun blinked its final blink and the stars twinkled overhead, Zizzle Zazzle knew that he had found his place in the world, a place where nonsense reigned supreme and the impossible was just another part of everyday life.

In the land of Gibberia, where marshmallow streets and gummy bear buildings were the norm, and where the Great Gibberish watched over all, Zizzle Zazzle's tale became legend. It was a reminder to all who heard it that sometimes, the most wonderful things in life are the ones that make the least sense.

And so, in the heart of Blibberblot, the spirit of nonsense continued to thrive, bringing joy and laughter to all who embraced it. The end. Or perhaps, the beginning. In Gibberia, who could say for sure?

Did you think it would be so easy to decipher this?

The Creation of Gaia

Volume 1

The journal, dusty and faded, is opened to the first chapter, it is marked with a white griffin feather. It reads:

Like all stories about World Creation, there is a beginning.

The world of Gaia was not flushed with life. It was a black sea of nothing. No moon, sun nor stars danced in the sky. Nothing grew from the blackened ground, and no water flowed in the riverbeds. The only inhabitants of Gaia were the three sisters, the goddesses; Ephiri, Estea and Ecora.

Ephiri held the power of life.
Estea held the power of magic.
Ecora held the power of death.

Between all three of them, they held the fundamentals of creation.

Far above the surface of the world, the sisters floated in a circle. Their arms outstretched, their fingers barely touching one another. With eyes closed, the sisters spoke silent words of power as one by one, they wove their magic together. The inky darkness shuddered and danced beneath their feet, as the magic of creation coursed through the planet.

First to be created was the sun, moon and stars; they danced and gleamed in adoration as the sisters continued their weaving.
Second was the earth and sea. The ground split and shuddered, giving rise to lakes, oceans, hills and mountain peaks. The magic swirled and flowed as greenery flowered and unfurled, creating a lush paradise.
Third to be created was the many creatures that would be found on land, in the air and in the seas. The world, once silent now teemed with the sounds of life.

After all was said and done, the sisters gazed at their fruits of their labor and rested.

It is said, that while walking amongst the newly created world, the sisters in their infinite wisdom came to an understanding. Their world, while perfect in and of itself, needed more than just their divine oversight to truly flourish. They saw that the ever-changing nature of life required beings who could adapt, innovate, and grow with the world. By creating a host of caretakers and endowing them with the gift of free will, not only would the sisters be free to pursue their other celestial duties, but the caretakers would be able to make choices and cultivate relationships that would not only sustain and enhance the world, but would also, through their diversity, enrich it with culture, spirituality, and community.

After deliberating for several days on what to do, the sisters ascended to their plane of power. Hovering above the world they had so lovingly created, they poured forth their magic once more. As their magic danced and coalesced, the sisters opened their eyes and clasped their hands together with the force like no other. The swirling globe of magic exploded into a shower of falling stars, which fell to the planet below. As each shard of magic embedded itself into the lush and vibrant tapestry, the ground suddenly shimmered and pulsed with life. From these shards emerged the first of the Gaian races, each one imbued with a unique essence drawn from the goddesses’ combined power. The newly formed beings blinked their eyes open, gazing upon the world around them with a mixture of awe, curiosity, and reverence.

The first to rise were the Humans, a versatile and adaptable race destined to explore and innovate across all terrains. From the deepest forests, came the Elves with their graceful forms and keen senses, becoming the protectors of woodlands and ancient wisdom. From the hills and valleys came the small but incredible clever Gnomes, with their nimble hands and bright minds perfect for crafting and invention. Deep within the heart of the mountains, the sturdy Dwarves emerged, they are truly the masters of stone and metal, their forges blazing with the creation of powerful artifacts and weapons.

In the meadows, the Fauns danced. These half-human, half-goat beings embody the spirit of the wild, helping to maintain the balance of nature. Stalking the plains are the Lupinytes, a wolf-like race of beings, forming strong and noble packs. Their howls a hymn to the moon. Deep in the desolate desert, the Orcs emerge with great strength and resilience, their warrior spirit tempered with a deep connection to the earth and its cycles. The Argaians, lizard-like in form, emerge from the swamps, their scales glistening as they take on the role of guardians. From the dense forests and mountains, come the mighty Ursine, a bear-like and powerful race of beings. Their presence is a symbol of strength and protection.

Prowling the savannas, are the Leonytes, a feline-like beings. They are agile and fierce, with keen eyes and swift movements, making them natural hunters and protectors. Descending from the skies are the Aviaochs, bird-like beings with feathers of every hue, their wings allowing them to oversee the vast expanses of Gaia. The gentle Lambori, sheep-like beings emerge from the rolling hills and plains, their peaceful nature and communal spirit a boon to the harmony of the land. Tending to the mystical groves, are the Lamia, serpent-like beings with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a snake. Their wisdom and allure captivate all who meet them. Sharing the meadows and fields, are the Leporians, a swift and adorable bunny-like race. Their agility and keen senses make them expert foragers and messengers.

From the shadows emerge the Esketok, a spider-like race with intricate and sharp minds. They are masters of strategy and craft. Leaping through the woodlands, are the Vulpinari, a cunning fox-like race. Their cleverness and adaptability are unmatched among the races. Towering among the races, are the Minotaurs. Their brute strength matched by their surprising intellect and honor. The playful Lutrinae, otter-like beings, have taken to the rivers and coasts, their love for water and community spirit making them excellent swimmers and builders. Swinging through the jungles, are the lively Wukari, a monkey-like being. Their dexterity and curiosity drive them to explore every corner of their world.

From the very stone of Gaia rise the Terraxi, earthen stone beings, their bodies strong and unyielding, taking their place as the eternal guardians of Gaia. Emerging from the underground, come the Skavari, rat-like beings. Their resourcefulness and survival instincts making them excellent in navigating and thriving in any environment. Lastly, the majestic Zephyrwings, dragonkin beings with scales and wings, emerged with a roar, their presence commanding respect and their wisdom profound, bridging the gap between the heavens and the earth.

As each race took its place in the world, they began to explore and understand their surroundings, guided by an innate sense of purpose and connection to Gaia. The sisters watched as the caretakers formed communities, each race bringing their own unique perspective and abilities to the collective task of stewardship. This awakening of the races saw the world flourish not just in its physical beauty, but in the richness of its cultures and communities. The newly formed caretakers, with their free will and creativity, forged a world where every being had a place and purpose, where life was a tapestry woven from countless threads of existence.

In time, the sisters retreated to their celestial duties, confident that Gaia was in good hands. The caretakers, united in their diversity, worked tirelessly to maintain the harmony of their world, creating a legacy of peace, innovation, and reverence for the beauty that had been created. And so, under the watchful gaze of the sisters, Gaia thrived, a testament to the power of unity, diversity, and the endless potential of life.

The Question

The Emergence

The Awakening

The Unknown to Known

Gaia, The Age of Discovery

Volume 3