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located in Wing City Lake: Beach, a part of The Multiverse, one of the many universes on RPG.

Wing City Lake: Beach

To your west is the open water of Wing City Lake, but beneath your feet is the soft lake sand of the beach. You can see that this is a popular place to be during the day. You see a small sign that reads; [quote]Wing City: East[/quote].

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Character Portrait: Deiyi Character Portrait: Ductu Myrkul Character Portrait: Nissa Rosetta
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Ductu laid back on wet sand breathing heavy against her host's powerful need to sleep. If she allowed the host to sleep she knew full well the body wouldn't come back this time. Now that she'd gotten some water Ductu hurriedly pushed it into the host trying to bring up blood pressure. Some of Ductu's color was coming back as she considered what to tell to the Sylvankind so that the host wouldn't fall asleep.

Ductu took one long deep breath as her kind among the subbeings were one of the few that still remembered. She recounted a pale copy of their history, "Of this place I only have ours. Perhaps the Aetherkind Deiyi is listening. Thousands of years ago before the fall of the mage Karsus that killed the God of Magic. But that was not the first plot to murder Aetherkind that thought themselves untouchable. Deep within the multiverse our plane resides a testament that true power lingers. The tampering of Aetherkind of particular interest of the then Emperor commissioned an artificer to change the nature of magical power available to men of his plane. In time he was successful with full backing of rare power belonging to one of few nations of mankind that our plane had ever known. In creating the entropy demiurge it consumed the structure inside planes to create more energy than individuals could muster alone. Its only noxious emission negative energy such that powers the undead. Contained within a plane of its own making deities were truly denied the nation freed of the yoke of their fate. The nation thus prepared to survive the fall of Karsus biding its time in a place denied to Aetherkind and their deities. We were created to ensure the holy necropolis persisted throughout the fall of Karsus without corruption or undead taking over however long the troubles lasted afterward."

Ductu looked out at the lake, "Our Emperor was betrayed by that same artificer with his own vision of the future for his kind. Perhaps we were what he intended to create. The plane's vision of the past was cloudy on the day of such death of knowledge. Time went on ever more but as we changed to meet challenges so did our intellect."

"We ascended one day when Myrkul's Vein was given a locus for its power the largest of our kind. It gave our minds a home in which to reside. Now able to see the fence that protected the plane from aetherkind held firm against our own exit. It took a thousand years for the whole of our kind searching to find a way out and we have. Myrkul forced open a crack into the plane of Genesis where we now build our forces to return and protect humankind from the capricious will of Gods and Aetherkind once more. So we find ourselves unprepared serving a new Emperor of Mankind unwilling to tell us his will as the creature Ifrit Aetundai crawls into this world at wing city. Another Aetherkind or diety willing to reduce this plane to some alien order unfit to Mankind. This is the first city to suffer but not to fall. It is broken but not gone. Now in Genesis the the lesser overbeings of our species pour through the crack to muster a resistance through the crack into our black storm. Myrkul has taken the first initiative in counter to the Fallen Emperor's Dictum in the history of our species. Myrkul chose to give itself Dicta. Myrkul chooses Mankind that capricious deities which limit or seek Mankind's destruction in whole will fall."