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'''Srăga Tsayfuan''' was a major [[Verse:Tricin/Wen Dămea|Windermere]] fantasy writer and conlanger. | '''Srăga Tsayfuan''' was a major [[Verse:Tricin/Wen Dămea|Windermere]] fantasy writer and conlanger. | ||
== | ==Tsayfuan's conworld== | ||
===Races=== | ===Races=== | ||
(English names are translation conventions) | (English names are translation conventions) | ||
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''qaDe:ppa bihattur kel NGi:maNa,'' | ''qaDe:ppa bihattur kel NGi:maNa,'' | ||
''Taameppa bihattur kel NGi:maNa,'' | ''Taameppa bihattur kel NGi:maNa,'' | ||
'' | ''ReduBeppa bihattur kel NGi:maNa,'' | ||
''qeeRupaTTeek Durri liDeppa bihattur'' | ''qeeRupaTTeek Durri liDeppa bihattur'' | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
Revision as of 00:59, 13 January 2019
Srăga Tsayfuan was a major Windermere fantasy writer and conlanger.
Tsayfuan's conworld
Races
(English names are translation conventions)
- "Elves" are oviparous and are descended from platypus-like animals. Compared to humans they are less competitive and less sexually dimorphic but are more concerned with cleanliness.
- Humans
- 2 or 3 other races
Languages
- Elvish language 1: Vruxma
- Səsnuθma Durin spəxna Moria; δünəŋ łetri hə čərθidəŋ
- Elvish language 2: pseudo-Austronesian/Amharic
- Ah! pärtətəlič o sgəzu kə-fteru di-sumätäk!
- "Valarin": quasi-Amdo Tibetan/Polish (lots of consonant clusters, lenition mania)
- Humans: quasi-Windermere gibberish
- Orcs: Proto-Pulchric gibberish with suffixing morphology
qaDe:ppa bihattur kel NGi:maNa,
Taameppa bihattur kel NGi:maNa,
ReduBeppa bihattur kel NGi:maNa,
qeeRupaTTeek Durri liDeppa bihattur
- Dwarves: Arabo-RP
- Ĺawxaŋ uħsaʔtī ʕāftal n-aydajʔur ŋalťū! Maʔkust wir barahaysar šurāfays čawliʔā!
- Wanawt rašačīm hatrif su3īkal 'iskawińā.
- Ents: Raamaanujan
Quotes
As the days wander on, and summer turns to winter,
And hopes vanish without a trace, a light shines far away.
Though Fortune's wheel turns, oblivious to our struggles,
we skillful beings work hard, seeking the light of day.