r/FantasyWritingHub

Thank you for clicking on this post! My name is Sam, and I’m a 35 year old guy from the United States with over 20 years of roleplaying and worldbuilding experience.

I’m currently working on my magnum opus: a fantasy world called Avarathal, an enormous oceanic high-fantasy setting built around dangerous seas, island civilizations, million year old ancient ruins, lost magic, monsters, naval powers, pirate fleets, strange cultures, old gods, and mythic figures. I’ve spent over a year building this world, and at this point I have 600+ pages of material written across an encyclopedia, character dossiers, ship dossiers, cultures, histories, magic systems, political powers, religions, monsters, and more. I care very deeply about this world, but I’m also aware that right now most of it has come from me. A 35 year old white American man. I don’t want Avarathal to be shaped only by my instincts, assumptions, blind spots, and perspective.

What I’m looking for is a small group of women and/or creators of color with a long history of roleplaying and worldbuilding experience who would be interested in helping me expand Avarathal in a serious, collaborative way. I’m not looking for surface level feedback or someone to glance over a few lore notes. I’m looking for people who want to create their own characters in this world, explore it through roleplay together, and help build it narratively as well as through conversation. This could mean developing cultures, nations, religions, social structures, character arcs, political tensions, gender dynamics, colonial and pirate themes, economies, monsters, factions, myths, aesthetics, or whole regions of the world. Long-term, this could grow into a collaborative campaign setting, fiction universe, shared world bible, roleplay project, or something even larger depending on who joins and how the work evolves. More than anything, I want Avarathal’s next stage to be shaped by voices other than my own.

If this sounds interesting, feel free to message me with the line “Seas of Avarathal” so I know you read this whole post. I look forward to hearing from you!

SLEEP CYCLE COMPLETE

WAKE SEQUENCE INITIATING

A loud hissing filled the air as the tight seals on the cryo chamber unhinged The pale vapors curled onto the floor in slow but steady waves until it all disappeared into nothing

That's when Evie's eyes finally fluttered open. For a moment, she forgot where she was

All she could see was a blurry, drywall ceiling, covered in what looked like stained explosions

The cold finally struck her bones Harsh and unexpected, sending a current down her spine

It made her numb and stiff hand twitch in the slightest, as if it was learning to function for the first time again.

Evie lifted her weak arm and pressed her hand against the fogged glass of the chamber, smearing the condensation, trying to peer through the hand mark.

The chamber unlatched with a sharp click with a commanding female voice from the control panel immediately following

WAKE SEQUENCE COMPLETE

"Shut up," she groaned like a moody teenager.

Evie took in a deep breath, letting the air fill her lungs, but it tasted off. It wasn't the crisp and sweet air she was expecting. It was stale and metallic, like the tainted air had been lingering around for years.

No.

Not years

She swung her legs around and sat up slowly-using her forearms to support her cold and weak body-with her bare feet hitting the frigid tile.

Her room was quiet. Not the peacefu quiet, but unsettling type of quiet-almost unsafe

She'd never felt unsafe in her own bedroom before,

She looked around

It was exactly how she remembered it the night before, with everything in its place.

Except it wasn't. Her new music posters on the wall, tearing at the edges, with the pictures almost completely faded. Her side table lamp had a layer of gray dust that resembled ash. And the air.. it felt heavy. Poisoned-eating away at your throat, making it nearly impossible to take a deep breath. Her head whipped over to the chair beside the cryo chamber. There lay a respirator mask, exactly where it should be. Untouched, waiting for her.

This is my first time really writing a book and I want to be sure I am doing it right

Any and all feedback would be greatly appreciated on anything i could improve on thanks