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The Prologue to Burghandia: The Vanishing of Laixax
"The storm did not consume us. It delivered us." — Inscription on the Temple of the First Water Moon.
To the outside world, the Taíno were believed to have been mostly eradicated—ravaged by diseases brought by European invaders, slain in battle, or victim to their generous hearts. Yet among them stood the city of Laixax: no more technologically advanced than other Taino Islands, But cunning, possessing immense wealth, a fortified city governed by Caciques and a wise council of elders—and something else entirely: the favor and protection of the gods.
Laixans sang the names of the gods. They did not merely worship the divine—it is said they walked with them.
Taíno deities Yocahu, Atabey, Jurakan, Guabancex, and even Moboyas had walked its temples. Under divine watch, Laixax flourished. Scholars charted stars from white cliffs. Laxians rode wind-sailed rowing ships across the turquoise waves, trading obsidian blades, cocoa, and sacred herbs with the people of Cuba, Quisqueya, and the ancient ports of Havana and Borikén. Laixax was not isolated—it pulsed with commerce and culture, a spiritual and economic heart of the ancient Caribbean. The sacred tablets spoke of balance, sacrifice, and the cycle of the skies, inscribed in tongues shared across the sea.
Then the invaders came—large, rugged ships through flame and thunder. The people of Laixax called them "Cacans.", meaning Sea Gods. But the invaders were all too real—bringing steel, gunpowder, and a hunger for conquest. They tore through the lesser islands, silenced the drums, and shattered sacred stones.
As the invading fleet under Commander Miguel Garcia came into view of the capital, the elders of Laixax calmy gathered. They knew this would be the end—not of their people, but of their world.
In the Temple of Luna, Gurionaxia, the last High Priestess, invoked the forbidden rite: the Veil of the Breach—a covenant made with the gods never meant to be spoken. Alongside her stood Krassux, a defiant warrior-Cacique with blood-soaked spears from Quisqueya, Agüeybaná the Cacique of Borikén, who had once believed peace with the conquerors was possible.
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By Mr. V. Luna"The storm did not consume us. It delivered us." — Inscription on the Temple of the First Water Moon.
To the outside world, the Taíno were believed to have been mostly eradicated—ravaged by diseases brought by European invaders, slain in battle, or victim to their generous hearts. Yet among them stood the city of Laixax: no more technologically advanced than other Taino Islands, But cunning, possessing immense wealth, a fortified city governed by Caciques and a wise council of elders—and something else entirely: the favor and protection of the gods.
Laixans sang the names of the gods. They did not merely worship the divine—it is said they walked with them.
Taíno deities Yocahu, Atabey, Jurakan, Guabancex, and even Moboyas had walked its temples. Under divine watch, Laixax flourished. Scholars charted stars from white cliffs. Laxians rode wind-sailed rowing ships across the turquoise waves, trading obsidian blades, cocoa, and sacred herbs with the people of Cuba, Quisqueya, and the ancient ports of Havana and Borikén. Laixax was not isolated—it pulsed with commerce and culture, a spiritual and economic heart of the ancient Caribbean. The sacred tablets spoke of balance, sacrifice, and the cycle of the skies, inscribed in tongues shared across the sea.
Then the invaders came—large, rugged ships through flame and thunder. The people of Laixax called them "Cacans.", meaning Sea Gods. But the invaders were all too real—bringing steel, gunpowder, and a hunger for conquest. They tore through the lesser islands, silenced the drums, and shattered sacred stones.
As the invading fleet under Commander Miguel Garcia came into view of the capital, the elders of Laixax calmy gathered. They knew this would be the end—not of their people, but of their world.
In the Temple of Luna, Gurionaxia, the last High Priestess, invoked the forbidden rite: the Veil of the Breach—a covenant made with the gods never meant to be spoken. Alongside her stood Krassux, a defiant warrior-Cacique with blood-soaked spears from Quisqueya, Agüeybaná the Cacique of Borikén, who had once believed peace with the conquerors was possible.