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located in House of Mora, a part of Atherea, Age of Peace., one of the many universes on RPG.

House of Mora

Welcome to the House of Mora, the castle that houses the New Gods. A place for prayer, learning, and even training to from the gods themselves.

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Character Portrait: Baron Praxus Character Portrait: Zee
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(For Zee)

As she looked through the window, the class suddenly shattered from a blast of sound, strong enough to cause her to fall back and hold her ears in pain. But, from somewhere inside her own mind she heard a voice. A deep, booming voice that echoed in her own head. The voice came to her as if a war hammer had struck her, crippling her defenses so she couldn't fight back. That was when the voice spoke;

"I smell immortal blood...Mhhh... The mere smell makes my heart race with anticipation. Hear my voice demon, and listen well." As the voice spoke, images started flooding her mind of an island, the sands as black as her hair. Lava poring from almost mini volcanoes. "This is the island of Grim Forge... There, you will find the "assassin" . Mora has put a very high bounty on his head, but not for the reasons you think."

"Here, you will find power. Unlimited power. The ability to craft your destiny into what ever you wish it to be... Join with Mora, darkling. Lead the humans to the island. And i will grant you this power, no strings attached. You know my words are true, and my promise shall be kept, but only if you bring the others to the island. Once there, you will find the assassin. Kill him. He is no longer of use to me. But you, my dear, are full of unlimited potential. I grant you this, a gift from my..." The voice paused for a moment to think before speaking again. "...Armory..."

Use this power to guild them to the island, and that is all you must do. Then, i shall name you my champion, and shall grant you my power... Do not fail me..."

As the voice stopped, a burning went through Zee's hand, as if it were on fire. As she lifted it up to see, she found her veins were corseing with a thick black ink, and she felt stronger. As if the ink increased her powers, possibly giving her new ones. Finally, the ink stopped corseing and what was left was an emblem branded at in the palm of her hand. An ancient symbol, yet a familiar one. That is when it hit her, it was the symbol of the Old God, Baron Praxus.