Note: These stories are arranged in alphabetical order, not chronologically, or by quality.
For the best introduction to the Peldak Protectorate, I recommend starting with either Bridge Builder or Protectorate Library.
During the 140 year conflict known as The Gurant War, the Gurant Empire utilized gargantuan battleships centuries more advanced than anything the Peldak Protectorate could produce.
Despite this, the Protectorate held the advantage in space due a race known as the sayran, which could manipulate the cosmic energy of the universe and turn it into a deadly weapon.
On a mission to board a Gurant battleship and cripple it from the inside, the sayran known as Zahra carves a bloody path through the decks on her way to slay the captain. The captain is a dangerous man, but Zahra will do anything in her power to slay him, as she made a deal. If she brings the gurant's head to the peldak officer leading the operation, he'll give her the ultimate prize... a smooch on the cheek.
Note: This story is intentionally cringe in a lot of ways, but I find it hilarious. If you don't like that kind of humor, you probably won't like this.
The Peldak Protectorate has come to an island on the great ocean of Monsoo.
Extending far to the north and south, but thin in the center, their goal is to build a bridge which cuts straight through the island, connecting their twin ports on the east and west.
But in order to build their bridge, the Protectorate must negotiate passage from the various tribes of natives who inhabit the island. Thankfully, the military expedition tasked with the construction has employed an islander well versed in both languages, and she can translate for the peldaks.
In the singular Grand Ocean on the world of Ciratha, a small ship of merchants, and their alien bodyguard who's prone to seasickness, must contend with a pirate attack.
But cirathans have a different culture and disposition than most. Cirathan ships, merchant or pirate, are not built with any form of cannon or weaponry. Robbery is based around deception and negotiations, talking the other ship into handing over their cargo, or leaving without a fuss.
Who has the upper hand, who can think best on their feet, who's the better speaker? This is a life where stuttering at the wrong time can mean bankruptcy.
During times of great crisis for the Slavani people, their God, a being they affectionately call 'Master', will manifest as an avatar in the mortal plain and lead her people into a glorious golden age. But the times she manifests are few and far between, and while Master loves all her creations, it's impossible to meet them all in the limited time she does have. So, the Slavani take to writing letters and ritualistically burning them every year to send to Her.
The following is a collection of those letters, with the Slavani sending important anecdotes of their day to day lives.
(All art by Aonec)
The Great Forest of Dubawin is really just the Great Dubawin Tree. One single organism whose root network stretches for miles in all directions and branches upwards into hundreds of thousands of trees, creating the illusion of a forest. Some of those roots, over the eons, have risen from the ground, taking large clumps of earth into the air, creating the Floating Islands of Dubawin.
To the inhabitants of Dubawin, the tree was a gift from heaven, and they’ll go to great lengths to protect it from outsiders. Some outsiders are malicious, others are just well meaning and don’t know the trouble they can cause. Either way, all threats to the forest must be dealt with.
In the year 80, the Peldak Protectorate, discovered a dead world.
A sea of poisoned clouds hangs heavy across the suface, an impenetrable barrier of death and disease. The only break in the death cloud comes from the various mile-high skyscrapers, and the rare Atmospheric Building Complex, gargantuan structures of buildings stacked atop each other, with the tallest spires reaching all the way into space.
Clinging to survival in one such 'abis', as the locals call it, is the tribe of hemlock. Full of strong warriors, seemingly resistant to the plague native to this world, but who are constantly besieged by the mutants which dwell in the depths of the abis, beneath the cloud.
After a quick and amicable encounter with the hemlock, the peldaks have moved onto the world and are helping secure it from the monsters.
A collection of short, in-universe stories fleshing out the setting of the Peldak Protectorate.
(Cover art by VioMonRia)
The Red Hammer
Firryans are known across space for two things: Their
unnatural beauty, and the brutality of their warriors. When three firryans are captured by pirates who intend to sell them on the black market, two warriors of the Firryan Liberation Front travel to the jungle planet of Quintara to rescue them.
(Art by VioMonRia)
Street To Street
When the Gurant Empire invades the island city of Mae Hiarin, the brave soldiers of the Peldak Protectorate stand to face them. The fighting is fierce and the Protectorate makes the empire pay for every inch in blood, but the gurant, who rule the endless hordes of their Empire, are more than willing to pay any price needed.
In the midst of this chaos, civilians flee in panic, communications have broken down, widespread looting erupts, the Protectorate forces are scattered, and the Empire's devious plan seems to go exactly as they wanted.
In the nightmarish battle for the city between these two great nations, a man named Gamon must travel across the battle-scarred streets and make sure his family has escaped safely. He can't help the Protectorate, or affect the battle in any real way. All he can do is keep his head down and find his wife and children.
(Art by VioMonRia)