PLOT;;
The dawn breaks every morning, sunlight spewing across a grey land. A land tormented with war, loss and disease; a land torn apart by greed. The sun sets every evening, bringing with it the darkness that only death itself rivals. For this land is a land with no escape and no paradise. A place where happiness is found in the deepest depths of misery. A land where only the few are privileged and even then, living like no human should have to.
And so the decades wear on, hate breeding hate, war breeding war. Two rival kingdoms have brought destruction no matter where they roam, destroying small villages and disrupting the peace that everyone once knew. The two old kings are determined. One will have the world at their command, whilst the other will be beaten into submission. The only thing standing in their way is each other. When the world is merely a pile of ashes, what are you fighting for anymore?
But within the darkness grows a force stronger then what is known. A darkness of such brutal power and force, that the light of the earth is threatened beyond that of the wars of the rivalling kingdoms. It is in the Northern realms of the darkest mountains that the darkness is rising, threatening all that is human and alive to the Lands of Tairum.
The kingdom of Pritharin and the Kingdom of Ganaron now have a choice, to continue their petty war over one another, and allow the dark one to slowly take over their lands that they fight so hard to gain. Or to join forces and take on the dark threat all as one.
It was after many a dispute and many a long and tiresome talks and treaties of peace between the Kingdoms, that they unite forces. The two kings gather their best and most elite warriors to send forth and lead the army. With news of the humans fighting for the land of Tairum, the forgotten races come forth from their lands and hidden realms to fight not only the dark one, but for freedom and peace in the land.
And so the decades wear on, hate breeding hate, war breeding war. Two rival kingdoms have brought destruction no matter where they roam, destroying small villages and disrupting the peace that everyone once knew. The two old kings are determined. One will have the world at their command, whilst the other will be beaten into submission. The only thing standing in their way is each other. When the world is merely a pile of ashes, what are you fighting for anymore?
But within the darkness grows a force stronger then what is known. A darkness of such brutal power and force, that the light of the earth is threatened beyond that of the wars of the rivalling kingdoms. It is in the Northern realms of the darkest mountains that the darkness is rising, threatening all that is human and alive to the Lands of Tairum.
The kingdom of Pritharin and the Kingdom of Ganaron now have a choice, to continue their petty war over one another, and allow the dark one to slowly take over their lands that they fight so hard to gain. Or to join forces and take on the dark threat all as one.
It was after many a dispute and many a long and tiresome talks and treaties of peace between the Kingdoms, that they unite forces. The two kings gather their best and most elite warriors to send forth and lead the army. With news of the humans fighting for the land of Tairum, the forgotten races come forth from their lands and hidden realms to fight not only the dark one, but for freedom and peace in the land.
ADDED INFO;;
Okay, so it’s a little gappy and open for change and such, but the basics are there. It is sort of Lord of the Rings influenced, only without a ring and magic and Wizard’s etc etc. What I am after is people to play warriors from both kingdoms, and perhaps a few warriors that are not of human race. Below is added information on the races that are available to play, and those are the only ones available to play.
;; I would like people from each kingdom and race, and for people to have a bit of Variety. I dont want a million Elves but no Dwarves etc.
;; No Hybrids
;; A MINIMUM post length of two paragraphs is required, and no abuse of the enter button.
;; Creativity, variety and a good imagination is required.
;; Male and female warriors accepted, but none of this "sweet and caring" or "stubborn, flirty and can kick your arse" bullcrap. Please do not go with cliche females, I will reject them.
;; This is placed thousands of years ago, but I dont want to go too mad on Fantasy. I want it to be like Elves and Dwarves died out and humans reigned on until today and so forth.
RACES;;
Humans of Pritharin
The stone city. The people here are born warriors, and all are raised to fight and how to handle a weapon. Deadly and fierce in battle, they are loyal to their king and their city’s men. Weapons are swords, axes, spears, very basic yet very effective.
Humans of Ganaron
The marble corners. More elegant and decedent then those of Pritharin. They are well educated, but are arrogant and snobbish. Their weapons are more elegant swords, bow and arrows. Their weapons are very elegant and well structured, but brains don’t always out weigh brawn.
Rogue humans.
Rogue travelers were few and far between, however usually they had similar stories. Death of their family, annihilation of their village, plague, disease, the whole nine yards. Those were alone had been that way for awhile and could take care of themselves. The lone wolves such as them were the one's you needed to watch out for. The survival instinct will make you desperate, and these people wouldn't think twice about killing you on the spot.
Elven folk
The elves, a very wise and more elegant branch of creature. Their knowledge outweighs all that of the humans who call themselves better, and their archery skills are second to none. With intensely accurate and vast seeing eyesight, and hearing far more advanced, they are right to be called the graceful and awe inspiring names that they are. Their chosen weapon of course is the bow and arrow, but their elite are well trained with a sword. Their pride can be seen as a downfall, but they are the most ancient and beautiful race, with a life span of 0-8000.
The Dwarves.
What is to be said about these? Well, a temper more fierce then the fire they work beside resides within them. Not all are of the best intelligence; they are learned in their own laws and their knowledge of the mines and iron they fold. Yet their fierce nature makes them handy in a battle, as their pride does not allow them to show fear or cowardice.
