Ethem’s Solar System: The Planet Been

Oma’s Near Fekxtah

The Planet Been

The Planet Been

Mean Distance from Oma: 19 WA

Orbital Period around Oma: 32 days

Diameter: 10,018 miles (lengthwise)

Length of day: N/A

Gravity: 1.1 Ethems

Description:

Been has an elongated shape which tapers toward one end. It is far longer than it is wide, at its widest, and is made up of a large variety of rocks, metals, and ice. This planet, if we can call it that, is over ten thousand miles long and is the closest of all the planets to the Fekxtah sun, Oma.

On its surface is a thick layer of charred rock. Obviously, this comes from being so close to Oma, where it is being constantly barraged by Stretchers and the occasional Fire Daemon. Been also spins quite rapidly both end-on-end as well as spinning around its longitudinal axis. The result of the spinning is that the skies as seen from Been are in constant motion; often a dizzying motion.

Been is the home of five creatures from an ancient race of celestial beings known as the Fenninthengly, “those who make the shield against fire”. Their home is deep inside the planet, though they wander across all parts of the rocky landscape of Been.

The Fenninthengly are a race that was born at the time that the Fekxtah themselves were created. They are a race of lesser beings, often referred to as the Lower Fekxtah. Their purpose was to tend the Fekxtah, to make sure that the gardens of Fekxtah spread across the Great World survived. They repair the Fekxtah if they break and repair the damage done by one Fekxtah against another, which occurs frequently.

The five Fenninthengly that tend Been take turns maintaining shields that protect their charge from being torn apart by the severe heat and fires that emanate from Oma. Their constant vigilance keeps Been whole and prevents it from succumbing to Oma’s tremendous gravity that is constantly trying to pull it into its fiery belly.

The five Fenninthengly were also given the task to tend Been in a manner that ensured its interior would remain cold and would be continually nourished by the warm currents that surround it.  Upon occasion the Five Fenninthengly have had to fend off cast-offs from Oma, fire creatures who had tried to land on Been and make it their home. Over the ages there have been many battles. The ancient text claims that long ago there were many more Fenninthengly, numbered in the thousands, but these five are all that remain.

Fekxtah Station #5:

This station is located near the tapered end of Been, deep under its surface so that it is protected from the ravages sent by Oma. The station is quite small, and can accommodate no more than a dozen creatures at a time.

It is small because the Energy required to protect the station is profound, given it is on a Fekxtah planet so close to Oma. It is also small, as the ancient texts claim, because it must be small in order to hide from the Fenninthengly, who consider the station to be a threat to the world they protect. Typically, only one or two Elzheni would be at this station at any time, and they would usually only stay for a few hours, knowing that if they were found out by any one of the Fenninthengly, they would be immediately destroyed, or worse, cast off into the deep void of space.

Of note for this Fekxtah Station are a number of entries that describe an “invasion” by some other kind of creature. If the ancient texts are to be believed, and we have been clear about that in our introductory pages, there was a race of creatures from some place, some Fekxtah planet, other than our own Ethem.

The texts tell us that the Elzheni caretakers for Fekxtah Station #5 became suspicious of strange activity. They had sent a number of caretakers to the station over a period of many days to perform their typical duties, and none of them returned. It was, sadly, not unusual for caretakers to not return. It was believed that it was simply a matter of bad timing; they arrived at the same time as a Fenninthengly was passing by the station or inside it, and they were killed. However, it was unheard of for this to happen consistently for as long as this.

The Elzheni decided to send a contingent of warriors, each garbed in both physical and Energetic protection. One survivor returned from this mission. She told of encountering alien creatures that attacked them as soon as they arrived, and that these creatures had shields of some kind, likely of Energetic make, that protected them from the warriors’ weapons. More warriors were sent and were sent with additional protections and newly devised weapons. This conflict went on for several months before the Elzheni were at last victorious. Though this small war was captured in great detail in the ancient texts, we will not recount them here.

The lesson that was first learned during these encounters was, as the Reader will see, on other Fekxtah planets and other Fekxtah Stations, leaving the writers of the ancient texts with an unshakable belief that we are not the only Fekxtah on which creatures live and have knowledge of, and skill with, the Energies that make up the Great World.

Rhonda Floam’s Diaries: Crossing Therol’s Bridge

Dollano 14, SP~4,909

Rhonda Floam

Crossing Therol’s Bridge

We crossed Therol’s Ice Bridge this morning, and it’s a marvel. It really is just ice. I was pretty nervous crossing over something that high and long. The length of the span is almost two miles, and, well, it’s slippery because it’s ice!

Actually, the thing that made it really slippery was that there was a really big wind blowing across the channel so, it was washing spray against and up and over the bridge. So, it was water on ice.

At one point I stopped to look over the side and I saw the most peculiar thing. The ocean water that was hitting the bridge didn’t just slide off. Some did, but most of it seemed to be absorbed by the ice of the bridge. Amazing, and maybe that’s how the bridge has managed to stay around for so many millennia. It just keeps feeding on the waters around it. I asked Allalling about this and — well, I couldn’t hear all that well because of the wind blowing around us, but he nodded a firm agreement with my theory. I think he was impressed that I had seen that and figured it out so quickly. Yes! It’s always about letting folk know what you know!

It took us a while to cross because the wind was so strong. In fact, Donnessling had his folk tie us all together into a long rope line. It was good he did. I’m sure we would have lost one or two folk if it hadn’t been for that.

It was good to be on solid land again, once the crossing was complete. But, then we had our next problem to deal with. The road that led away from the mainland side of the bridge had been wiped out by a mountain slide or something similar. I could see that Donnessling was surprised at this, so it must have happened recently (given how Donnessling seemed to be current with just about everything going on).

Here’s the really interesting part of today’s story. I overheard (accidentally) Donnessling talking with Allalling about what they should do.

“There is the old tunnel,” Appalling told Donnessling. “It’s well-hidden but I could find it.”

“I’m sure you can find it, my friend. That is not what concerns me. The last I knew the tunnel was guarded by Eedard.”

“Eedard would help us, Donnessling. As wingfell told us, he had been found by the Guild Enforcers and they were not kind.”

“He is lucky to have escaped them.”

“They were lucky to catch him,” was Allalling’s response.

“True,” was Donnessling’s response. Then I saw him thinking through something, and then, with a big sigh, he spoke again to Allalling.

“I do not wish to be in Eedard’s debt.”

“Agreed, my friend, but it must be done.”

Then Donnessling said something quite telling; “I know what favor he will ask.” He reached under his tunic to pull out a cord with a bright green stone at its end. “I will not give up the Eye of Darmyn. He knows this, but his price will be some use of it.”

The two of them just stared at each other for a minute, and then Donnessling turned to the company, “We head for the tunnel.”

And, that’s where we are now. We have stopped for the night for some rest. I’m wondering who Eedard is and when we shall find him, or when he will find us.

Ethem’s Solar System: Our Sun Fekxtah

Oma, the Central Fekxtah of Fire

Oma the Central Fekxtah of Fire

Oma is the Fekxtah of fire that is at the center of our Solar System, which we scholars know as our Fekxtah Family.

The great Fire Fekxtah Oma has seventeen Fekxtah planets that circle her. They are roughly divided into those Fekxtah near to Oma, those that are further from Oma, and those that are distant from Oma. In addition to these, there are many Fekxtah moons and other strange objects that live in the space contained within the aura of Oma. Most of these were birthed from Oma itself, and others are celestial drifters that have joined her tribe.

Oma itself is a direct descendent of the primordial Element of Fire that was one of the first Four Elements that existed in the world. It is believed that there may be remnants of the Element of Fire buried deep in Oma’s core, but this is, of course, pure conjecture.

It is fitting to use an excerpt from “The Book of Oma”, the great book handed down to the heola of today’s world from the ancients. This book says the following:

After the Great Calamity that ended the first world of the Four Elements, there was war between that which descended from the Four Elements which were Air, Fire, Earth, and Water.  Among those things that arose from the destruction of the Four Elements and from their corruption into lesser forms were Fekxtah.  The Fekxtah were tiny things compared to the vastness of the world of the Four Elements, from which everything was made and which was the sole occupant in every direction and at all distances.  Compared to our own incredible smallness, however, they were gigantic, and they filled the great space of the world.

At some time Oma formed.  It was made from the remnants of the Element of Fire as Fire itself dissolved into bits and pieces and dissolved sometimes into nothingness.  At other times, it survived in a form similar to its true form but vastly smaller with far less power.  One of these was Oma.

Few folk know that Oma comprises many living beings within its great mass. These beings are, without doubt, some of the strangest things in the wider world. In fact, many of those who study these matters believe that it is outside the ability of our minds — the minds of animals, creatures, and sentients — to understand them in their true nature. We see some of these creatures here on our own Fekxtah planet Ethem. The flamen, or at least some of them, are believed to be creatures that arose within Oma, but have made their way to Ethem across the great distances of the heavens.

The ancient texts mention many creatures. Here we will mention only a few of the more prominent of those. Short summaries of these are provided immediately below.

Fire Daemons

These creatures, when they are found here on Ethem, are known as Flamen and are powerful beings. However, on Oma they are tiny in comparison to Oma herself and to the other beings that inhabit Oma.

The life of a Fire Daemon that lives in Oma is one of constant movement, of agitation that would rip beings like ourselves to shreds. Their greatest desire (of course attributing emotions to daemons is a perilous thing) is to become all of Oma herself. This, of course, is impossible especially for a being as small as these daemons are. Nevertheless they are in constant movement and engaged in forever battles with other Fire Daemons and the other creatures of Oma.

They live primarily in the outer parts of Oma. On occasion particularly ambitious Fire Daemons will fly deeper into Oma, but they cannot go far before they are consumed by the Deeper Creatures (see below).

Fire Daemons are often cast off from Oma. Sometimes they leave of their own accord, flinging themselves into the cosmos. At other times, they are thrown away from Oma by those they battle. Regardless of how they leave Oma, many do. Most of these will continue to fight while they drift through empty space, though their efforts are useless, and really, meaningless, since there is nothing for them to fight against. Over time the vast majority of these Fire Daemons expend all of their energy and their Fire dies out. They dissipate into nothingness, or the larger of them will transform into Cinders described below.

There are, though, some Fire Daemons who, largely by chance, find themselves descending into the worlds around Oma, the Fekxtah planets or moons. As we noted earlier, those who have landed on our own Ethem are known to us as Flamen. They are rarely seen on the surface of Ethem since they prefer the fiery, molten core of Ethem, and seek that out almost immediately upon arriving on our home world.

Deeper Creatures

Deeper Creatures is really a catch-all phrase for an abundance of beings, all made from Fire, that live below the surface and outer layers of Ethem. The ancient texts claim that these creatures are gigantic. In fact, the texts say that some of them are as large as the moons that circle the Fekxtah planets of Oma’s Family.

The ancient documents say little about what these creatures are or what they do, other than they are creations from Fire who are imprisoned in Oma’s core (presumably by Oma herself) and they constantly wrestle with others of their kind to consume them or to be consumed by them.

It is stated that if the Deeper Creatures were to find a way to leave the core of Oma, that Oma would die. By logical extension, Oma’s death would bring about the death of all those Fekxtah that live in the circle of Oma’s Family, and would, of course, bring an end to all life here on Ethem as we know it.

Stretchers

These immense bands of Fire, live on the outermost part of Oma, on her “skin” if you will. As all other creatures that live within Oma, they are in constant motion. Their motion however is a strange one. They leap away from Oma and then plunge back into her.

The ancient texts tell of these creatures as sometimes extending out from Oma as far as her nearest Fekxtah planets. They may sometimes entangle themselves with these near planets or with other invisible (unknown?) celestial bodies. Even though they exist to eventually plunge back into Oma herself, they may sometimes take many millennia or eons to do so.

With hesitation I will mention, briefly, that the ancient tomes talk about a world between the surface of Oma and her Near Fekxtah planets that is controlled by the Stretchers. The documents state that this makes travel to the Near Fekxtah quite perilous. There are even stories of travelers (Elzheni) who were trapped in this world and even inside some Stretchers themselves. Given how utterly fictitious these claims must be, I will only mention them in passing, and refuse to give them further credence.

Fire Remnants, the Cinders

Finally, I will mention Remnants, often referred to as Cinders. These things were once beings inside Oma, but left her (or were thrown out, as discussed earlier). They are now simply husks of dark material, virtually invisible against the blackness of space itself. How many there are is unknown, or so say the ancient texts.

Essentially, these are no longer beings. They are no longer considered Fekxtah, since a Fekxtah is a living thing. They are simply brittle physical remains of things that were once glorious creatures of Fire.

Rhonda Floam’s Diaries: Therol’s Ice Bridge

Dollano 13, SP~4,909

Rhonda Floam

Therol’s Ice Bridge

It was only one day’s travel, but a long one. We walked down the mountain to get to the coast, and lo and behold there was a road going along the coastline just up from the beach. I learned again not to underestimate Donnessling. That guy knows his geography.

The road hadn’t been tended in a long time, so the walking could be a bit rough at times, and there were several points where the forest had overrun it, but it was a lot better than trying to make our way through the up-and-down in the mountains. I was glad of that and so were my legs.

Therol’s Ice Bridge

We reached the bridge about an hour before sunset. I was just shocked at the structure. It was beautiful, and, like the name says, it’s made out of ice. I don’t know how that can be done, but it looks like it can. Donnessling and his folk took no particular notice. They’d clearly been here before, so I was the only one ogling the structure. When I asked, the nossring told me that the bridge was old, very old. They said it was, “before the Third Era”. Since this is the year SP~4,909, it means that it’s five thousand years old, or probably a lot older.

I was in mid-ogle when Donnessling came over and stood next to me. I let him stand there for a minute. Yeah, it was a bit rude, but I wasn’t in the mood for what he was going to tell me, and I didn’t really care if he got a few ruffled feathers, though, it’s pretty hard to ruffle that guys feathers.

Note to Self: Picture Donnessling in my mind with a head full of feathers and a long feathery tale. I guess that’s the kind of mood I’m in right now.

He let me start for a while. I think he wasn’t going to give in to my petulance, but, to be honest, I think he knew that the bridge was a pretty damn magnificent thing to set eyes on.

After a minute he leaned down to me, but before he could say anything, I turned on him and told him that there was no way he was getting rid of me at this point and, unless he tied me to a rock, I was going to follow him and his folk. I think I said that kind of loud, because when I was done, I noticed that everybody was looking at us.

Donnessling sighed and looked away. I started to say some more, but he put up his hand. He did that pretty forcefully, like he understood my point (or he’d had enough of my point).

“I can’t slow down, Rhonda, for you, or anybody.” He stuck his finger at me on the second half to make his point, as if he needed that extra bit of flourish. “I won’t put anyone in danger looking after a human, not even you.”

I admit I was flattered when he said ‘even you’.

“If I fall behind, then leave me behind!” I wasn’t having any of it. “I know how to fight. Not like your folk, but I can fend for myself.”

When I saw him unmoved, I added, “And, I can write the story and get it published.”

Still unmoved. He was about to do something, like tie me up or the like, when it suddenly hit me.

“I know the Queen of the Isselt’s”

That got his attention.

“Yup, she’s a relative of mine.” Well, a pretty distant relative, but still family is family. “And, the Isselt’s live on the mainland near the part of Begkragks’ folk on that side of the water. And, they trade with those dwarves and know how we could get into their mountain.”

I’d made the best point I could, and it seemed to be good enough. Donnessling turned and walked away, and with his back to me he said, “If you fall behind, we’ll leave you behind!”

I call that a successful negotiation. Now I just have to figure out how I’m going to do all that stuff I said I could.

Ethem’s Solar System: Introduction

A Primer on Ethem’s Fexofamilial Community

By Galggado Gaffroto, Ishiri, First Scientist

Guild Energetic Research Collective’s

Division for the Study of Fexofamilial Communities and Geneology (DSFCG)

Oma Rages in the Skies above Ethem

Introduction

This document is a brief description of what scholars would call the Local Fekxtah Group System of Order (LFGSO). It is the Fekxtah Family of which Ethem is but one member. Others call it Oma’s Family which means that it is focused, and rightly so, on the sun Fekxtah which is at the center. Most folk know it as the Solar System, though in scholarly work that is a less than accurate name.

What is a Fekxtah?

There are some who do not have a clear or accurate (or any) definition of what a Fekxtah is. Simply put Fekxtah are the gigantic entities, beings, that make up the cosmos. They come in many forms. There are, of course, sun Fektah, also known as stars. These are the Fekxtah of fire that often form around themselves a community of other, smaller Fektah such as planets and moons.

But, why do we call them Fekxtah and not simply suns, planets, or moons? That is because these great bodies of the heavens are living beings. Albeit, they are not living in the sense we usually think of, as in the way that I or the readers of this treatise are living. Nor the way in which the creatures in Imbelnhi’s Bestiary are living. Even so, they are indeed living things, but of a kind of life that it is difficult, if not impossible, for us to understand.

The Fekxtah were born during the Second Age of the world. The only thing in the universe that preceded the Fekxtah of the great world were the Four True Elements; namely, Air, Fire, Earth, and Water that were the first things to ever exist, and so comprise the First Age of the World. It was out of these Four True Elements that the Fekxtah were formed. Of the First Age itself, nothing still exists; however, it is accurate to consider ourselves and the worlds in which, and on which, we live to be the direct descendants of the First Age. For context we now live in the Fifth Age of the World, and, within that , our current time period is the Third Era of that Age.

Sadly, I can say no more on this topic here, or I will have said far too much and still not enough. For those who are curious to learn more, the best text to start with is the great book, The History of the Created World.

What is a Fexofamilial Community?

A Fexofamilial Community is quite simple to understand. It is our planet Fekxtah, Ethem, and our sun, named Oma, and all of the other planets and moons that surround Oma and circle it. This is how our Fexofamilial Community, which we shall also refer to as our Solar System is described in the book, The History of the Created World:

Now the Fekxtah were true to themselves and Emptiness pushed them apart.  The Fekxtah became many forms as the Emptiness pushed them away from each other.  The Fekxtah became forms that continue now in the World.  The Fekxtah became the Planets and the Moons and the Stars and the Travelers in the World, and the Emptiness made the void that separates them all.

We in the Guild who study these matters believe that the world is made up of many, perhaps innumerable, Fexofamilial Communities, and quite possibly other things that are beyond our imaginations.

The purpose of this document is intentionally limited. Here we seek only to describe our own Fexofamilial Community, in other words, we will discuss Oma and all of her children.

How to Read this Book

To read this book it will be helpful to understand some of the concepts that we use throughout.

Distances

As one might expect, distances within a Fexofamilial Community are far greater than the distance from, say, here in Naldrin City to Tarnath.  While that journey across Tamarra can be measured in hundreds of miles, it would be foolish, and unwieldy, to measure distances between Fekxtah in the same way.  We have therefore created a system of measurement that can be applied to the vast distances among the Fekxtah.

Distances between Fekxtah are measured in units called a “Walker’s Ankle”*, abbreviated as a WA and pronounced WAY.  Each WA is 1 million miles.  As you can see this system is highly useful in describing very large distances.

The Fekxtah planets that comprise our own Fexofamilial Community circle the Fekxtah sun Oma.  They move around Oma in roughly concentric circles, or ellipses, so that each Fekxtah sustains an orbit around Oma at a constant distance.

The distance of each Fekxtah from Oma is outlined in the course of this document in the section that provides the basic information for that Fekxtah.

Fekxtah Stations

Finally, I will mention one of the more fantastic notions included in the ancient books from the heola mayamar. The notion is of a thing called a Fekxtah Station, or often simply as a Fekxstation. These are buildings of some kind that, according to these ancient texts, were built by the Elzheni, and were places to which they could travel from Ethem. They were supposedly used to more closely study each of the Fekxtah on which a station had been constructed. The claim within the ancient pages of the Elzheni books is that the Fekxstations are constructions on the surface of each Fekxtah and allow travel from one Fekxstation to another, and, therefore, from one Fekxtah to another.

There are few scholars who take this seriously, since the idea of traveling such great distances to actually stand on the surface of another of Oma’s Fekxtah is simply too incredible for belief. However, the Elzheni texts make mention of them frequently and so I have decided to include them here to provide the reader with an accurate sense of what these ancient tomes contain. I make no claim as to their actual existence. Most scholars, myself included, consider these Fekxstations to be little more than a “plot device”, a way to titillate the senses and provide a compelling, though fictional, basis for the descriptions of the various Fekxtah included in this work.

With these stipulations now made, we hope the Reader will find this work useful and a good first step in exploring the wondrous world of Oma and her Fexofamilial Family.


*  The Walker’s Ankle is a name derived from the mythical creatures that were said to have lived during the first days of the world, who could travel the vast distances between Fekxtah and even among Fexofamilial Communities in a single stride.  They are known, in common parlance, as simply Walkers.

Rhonda Floam’s Diaries: Shawmancer Island (entry 18)

Dollano 12, SP~4,909

Rhonda Floam

Searching

For two days now we’ve been searching for Begkragk and his dwarves and we’ve come up empty-handed.

Yesterday morning, before we started, Donnessling called out in some loud bird-like sounds, and soon after a very large whooshenawa landed at the western end of the shelf where we were camped. He proceeded to have a conversation with this creature, who occasionally would look over at the rest of us, and, in particular, at me.

The conversation lasted less than ten minutes. Then the whooshenawa bounded off the ledge and darted down the side of the mountain to turn at the last moment and then skim the ocean waters below us. Not bad flying!

Donnessling told us that Begkragk and his companions had been spotted heading for a cave west of us. We’ve been trying to find it ever since. Donnessling found it. He knew exactly where it was hidden. Good directions from the bird. Finding it, though, does not get us in. We couldn’t open it. We tried quite a few things, but in the end we had to admit that it was not going to happen.

We stayed the night there, and then the next day, today, we headed to another place where Donnessling thought we could find another entrance higher up in the peaks. By mid-day we did find it, and we even got the door open. We were making good progress, when we reached a turn in the tunnel and Donnessling stopped us. He had a couple of his stone experts check out a section of the wall, and they confirmed to Donnessling that there was a hidden door, but they could tell (I don’t know how) that the tunnel on the other side had collapsed. Another dead end!

Donnessling looked a bit dispirited, which is saying a lot for this guy. After a short break for food, we made our way through a different set of tunnels and, now, here we are outside the mountain, again, just further east of where we were the day before.

We must be up a few thousand feet. I still see the ocean below us, but to the west is something very strange. It looks like a long, thin line of some kind of shimmering white substance just above the horizon. Mossessling noticed what I was looking at and came over. He pointed at it and said, “That is Therol’s Ice Bridge, a wide bridge made of ice that leads from Shawmancer Island to the mainland. No one knows when it was built, though we know it was long ago, perhaps not even during this Era of the world. And, we do not know who built it. However, that is our destination. You see, the Begkragk Dwarf Kingdom lies under the mountains on both sides of the sea below us, and under that sea as well.”

Then, I heard Donnessling come up. “Yes,” he said, “That is our path, Rhonda, but you will not cross the bridge. A ship awaits you on this side of the bridge. It will take you home.”

I tried arguing, but that lasted about two minutes. We were all tired and nobody was their best (I’ll say it that way). To be honest, I was pretty cranky.

We’ll see what tomorrow brings, and where the days after that take us.