Introduction
The time is Fall, the 76th year of the 2nd Reckoning*.
Atherea, the homeland of the New Gods*. 76 years ago, the New Gods fought the forces of the Old Gods, and pushed the darkling's they commanded out of the realm, or so they thought. Now, there have been roamers of a group of mortals that have been tainted by the power of the Old Gods*. They call themselves, the Old Ones. Once a group of mortals that revered the Old Gods, and there primal natures, that were crushed at the end of the 1st Reckoning. Now, almost 100 years later, the Old Ones have regained there strength, and have made a GRAVE error.
The head goddess, Mora Ven*, protects and governs over the land with her powers of light, justice, and her mastery of combat its self. She was the first to rise out of the primal temptations of the Old Gods, and raised an army of both mortals and gods to destroy the rule of Baron Praxus*, the eldest of the Old Gods. After years of fighting, Mora sealed the souls of the Old Gods in a sword by the name of Banatrix*, and so started the 2nd Reckoning*. There, they have stayed for 76 years, but the sword has been taken from the right under Mora's nose by the Old Ones.
The sword sat in the Inner Sanctuary of the House of Mora*, the home of the gods themselves. The thief broke into the temple, and somehow got through the Inner Sanctuary's defenses, and stole the sword. In the proses, Mora stopped the thief, and after a short battle the thief dug his knife deep into Mora's side. After getting away with the sword in hand, Mora lies in the Inner Sanctuary in her temple, fighting for her life.
Because of Mora's injury, she can not find the sword with her powers, but she fears the worse. On an island called Grim Forge*, there is a fire so hot it can melt the strongest of steel. It is the heat that forged the weapon, and it is the only thing that can destroy it, and release the souls of the Old Gods. There, the Old Ones and the rest of the wildlings, werewolves, vampires, orc's, and darkling's* and plan to destroy the sword and release there masters souls.
Will this be the coming of the 3rd Reckoning? Will the New Gods be able to rise up, and defeat the Old Gods once and for all? Or will the primitive power of the Old Gods crush the mortals, the gods, and Atherea?
Only time can tell...
Where you come in:
The New Gods are strong, but are still young. The Old Gods are weak, but ancient. We know that the Old Ones threats are more than empty lies, they hold truth. The 3rd Reckoning is at hand, will the New Gods become stronger, and prove to there predisposes they are the True Gods*? Or will the Old Gods come back with vengeance.
The choice rests in YOUR hands.
Join with the New Gods, or feel the power of the Old Gods. Decide if you wish to bring peace to the realm, or bring it back to the Old Gods.
IF YOU WANT TO RESERVE A GOD, or anything for that matter, MESSAGE ME. THESE SPOTS ARE FIRST-COME FIRST-SERVE.
The "Sides":
The New Gods:
By joining the New Gods, you stand for peace, innocence, strength in numbers, love, and value the shield over the sword. The New Gods dominion lies over creatures of the sun. Humans, Birds, Mammals, and the creatures of the sea. But also hybrids. (Exe: Cat-people. stuff like that. I WILL ONLY ALOW SOME WEREWOLVES. If you wish to be a blood hungry werewolf, go for the Old Gods.)
Slots:
Chief God: [TAKEN] Mora Ven (Mathew Littlepaw)
God: [TAKEN] Takira (Angel Bell)
God: OPEN!
God: [TAKEN] Aron
Humans: (NEED PEOPLE BADLY)
Levi (Levi HealerWarrior)
Athos (Bromander Shepard)
Creatures: MAX of 5.
C1: Open
C2: Open
C3: Open
C4: Open
The Old Gods:
By siding with the Old Gods, you hunger for war. The blood of mortals is nothing. You charge into battle alone, slaughtering anything in your path, friend and foe alike. The Old Gods dominion lies over creatures of the night. Werewolves, zombies, demons. But, to the Old Gods stealth is as valuable as strength. Vampires, night-lings, and other such creatures are welcomed as brothers and sisters.
Slots:
Chief God: [TAKEN] Baron Praxus (Mathew Littlepaw)
God: [TAKEN] Azazel (Shaodow)
God: [TAKEN] Lilith (Noxize)
God: Open
Old Ones: (NEED PEOPLE BADLY!!!)
Creatures: MAX of 5.
C1: Conall Donovan
C2: Claud Neth
C3: Open
C4: Open
C5: Open
Layout(s):
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Being a "New" god means you are strong, but young and not invincible. Your mortal body bleeds, and can be killed, but if you are smote, your soul shall return to your plane in another body of your choosing. Being an "Old" god means you are old, but your powers are not fully returned to you. Also, you cant have a New God of Murder. You know what i mean? If you want to be a New God, you have to have a power in the dominion of a new god. So like, "God of Light" PS. You can have control over more than one dominion. (Max of 3) As long as they are connected in SOME way.
[b]Name:
Dominion: (What you rule, you can rule over up to 3 things, as long as there related. Check with me to see what dominions are taken.)
(There is no age because every god is 100 years old.)
Powers:
Special Power: (Every god has lots of power, but only ONE special power. Do i REALLY have to explain?)
Animal Friend: [i](Every NEW god has an animal friend. Not guild, though you can look to him for guidance, just a friend.)
Appearance:
Face:
Body:
Hair&eyes:
Other:
Equipment:
Creature:
Name:
Age: (LESS than 100)
Species:
Power:
Appearance:
Face:
Body:
Hair&eyes:
Other:
Equipment:
Human:
Name:
Age: (Any age. Don't really care. But nothing like -15)
Appearance:
Face:
Body:
Hair&eyes:
Other:
Equipment:[b]
[b]Magics: (If you have any)
INDEX:
New God*: After the first reckoning, the New Gods over through the Old gods. The New Gods are offspring's of the Old God Pruna,the Forgotten Old God, and a human. Her power mixed with the humans intellect created the New Gods. For this, Pruna was killed by the chief of the Old Gods; Baron Praxus. Who's axe is the only one that can kill a god, permanently, by destroying there souls inside it.
Old God*: The old gods are the gods in charge of primal instincts. Such as hate, fear, the hunt, so on so forth. Pruna was once the Old Goddess of love, but because of her affection of the mortals, her her creation on of the New Gods. After 1450 years, the New Gods over through the old ones using a sword called Banatrix, witch pushed the Old Gods out of Atherea, and into the plane they sleep in now.
Mora Ven: The chief of the New Gods, she is the son of the Forgotten One, Pruna, and a human who's name has been lost to history. Mora commands the power of Light, Justice, and Combat. Not to be confused with Praxus, she has mastered the art of combat, not simply war. Her fighting style is strong, yet balanced. She controls her blade, instead of swinging it until it hits.
Baron Praxus: The king of the Old Gods, he was created in an age long sense forgotten, and commands the forces of war itself. He is able to win wars by himself. Though, his fighting style is unrefined, and mostly consists of swinging a huge ax until he hits something.
Reckoning: A Reckoning as another word for "Age". During the first reckoning, the Old Gods were created. The second, the Old Gods were overthrown by the New Gods. Now, some say that the 3rd Reckoning is coming, where the Old Gods shall not just overthrow, but kill the New Gods.
Grim Forge: An ancient island home to a fire called the Black Anvil, said to be so hot it burns black. Here, the two legendary weapons were created; Banatrix, and Praxus's ax, Eternity's End.
Darklings:[b] Darklings are beast controlled by Baron Praxus. They are mindless, but immensely strong. They act as the main foot soldiers of the Old Gods, much as the humans do for the New Gods.
Any questions? Simply message me, Mathew Littlepaw!
And, for those of you who read this to the end, you may have noticed a code in the middle of all of this. If you find it, put it into your character app and ill give you... a COOKIE! :3 No, really. Put this in your C.A. So i know you'v read up.[b]
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(Again. sorry for the short post xDDD Im trying hard to write without autoing people!!!)
"Is this it?... Do we accept our defeat here and now?... Is this how it ends?"
He asked, honestly looking for answers. Some direction. It wasn't like Athos to look to others for help but recent events had shaken his confidence. His confidence may stand on unsteady ground but another emotion began to invade the space left by it. Anger, anger at the Gods. Both factions of them for what they've done. Anger at the Old Gods for forcing their curelty on Atherea. Anger at the New Gods for the arrogance in which they call the mortal men and women to fight their battles. His fists clenched as he spoke again.
"Do we lay down our lives and accept our fates are not ours to choose? Should we just commend our souls to Malakath's door for we are too weak to fight for them?... I say nay... Not anymore. Too long have we mortals suffered under the lash of the Gods, the Old and the New. Too long have we had to bear the weight of their lofty rule. Too long have we paid the price for their childish disputes. There must come a time where someone is going to have to take a stand. There must come a day where someone will have to say enough!"
Athos took a bold step forward, his heart beating with the rage of a man abused by forces beyond his comprehension. His blood burned with an anger of pure contempt for his so called heavanly masters.
"I say that day has come. I say that time is now."
His words were passionate and filled with raw emotion. His stirring speech reached out and touched the hearts and minds of all those in attendance. The spark ahd been lit and the time for mortal men and women to choose their fates for themselves had begun.
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Takira had sent him off that morning, crouching down and whispering gently into his ear. "Something is coming," she'd said, "and we must be ready. I want you to go find the others. Take them this, hopefully they will know it is from me. I beg them to return, Mora, Aron and I can not do this alone." She had taken the bow from her hair, the one Caylim had told her not to lose, and given it to him. He had taken it in his mouth, given a final glance to his panting and shaken Goddess, then began running.
The wolf, named Taie by his Mistress, caught scent of Rolaf. Taie recognized Rolaf, had seen him many times returning from a day of play with Takira from the woods. Letting out a howl, he ran to the group where Rolaf was near, and dropped the bow on the ground. Barking and howling, he leapt all around it, hoping they would realize what had happened, who it was from.
Mistress is hurt! She is tired, she needs help! Please! Cursing his inability to speak the human tongue, Taie pawed at bow once more, before grabbing the clothes of a standing man and trying to drag him back towards the forest.
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Others followed Rolaf, while others stood behind in defeat.
(Wow o_o There is just.... Wow.. i am haveing writers block SO BAD =_=)
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Aron placed his hand on Caylim's shoulder. She looked up to see it was Aron. Caylim was stunned for three whole seconds and suddenly hugs him "Aron!"
The group was drawn by Caylim's voice and saw their lord of peace, Aron. Some went down on one knees and bowed down while some just stood there watching.
Time was of the essence. He couldn't afford to waste time. He needed to hurry and warn Angles Landing right after gaining information about the moon. He slowly placed his hand on Caylim's head and showed her images of the moon turning from shining bright white to dark and black.
Caylim understood those images "the moon... mother..." she was silent for a while and continued "mother was effected by one of the old gods powers... which one, I cannot say. I am uncertain"
Aron had questions but with no voice to ask, it was hard. Showing images too another sometimes may be misunderstood. Aron decided to show Caylim another set of images of Angles Landing. Images of her saying complex words that would turn off the barrier that is protecting Baron Praxus lethal axe "Eternity's End" and taking it back to Mora. Caylim locked eyes with Aron said "I understand, brother"
Aron smiled at Caylim and took a step back and suddenly disappearing.
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When Alexy saw his lord Aron, he bowed to him. When Aron dissappeared, Alexy rose up to see Rolaf, a knight he always admired from when he was a kid until today, walking away. He decided to run to Rolaf "sir!" He caught on to Rolaf and started walking beside him.
"what is wrong sir..? ... where are you going...?" asking confused and curious.
"... Angels Landing..." Rolaf stated as he resumed walking, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Thats where i am headed... Those of you who think they can fight back, then we walk to Dragons Mouth..." With that, Rolaf walked east, his sword in hand and fire in his heart.
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Barromier heard Athos saying "I say that day has come. I say that time is now". A while later he heard Caylim calling "Aron!". He saw his lord Aron and bowed down. When his lord dissappeared, he rose...
Barromier turned to Athos and asked "time for what?" confused...
Before Athos could say anything, Rolaf loud voice is heard saying that he wanted to "walk" to Dragon's Mouth. That statement Barromier eyes almost popped out.
"We have a completely functional Airship and he wants to walk.... walk...? ... WALK???!!!" Barromier then goes berserk with a complete rage "WAAARRGHH!!"
Barromier took his wrench that was enchanted by Mora Ven and started bashing the Airship furiously. The airship broke and the engine exploded "KaBOOM!!" Barromier finally calmed down. Everyone was staring at Barromier thinking how are they going to go home now....
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Aron suddenly appeared at Angles Landing, outside of the shrine which kept Eternity's End. He stood there in the heavy snow for a while, examining the shrine. The shrine was protected by great barriers and wards meant to keep evil beings and their dark wave from getting through. The ward was very strong that it would take days for a god to break the wards and barriers down. But Aron was one of the New gods, he is one of the good god and were able to get in without any problem. Aron started levitating himself through the entrance where a dozen of Royal Paladins disguised as monks was standing guard. Two of the Paladins saw Aron and quickly bowed down. Aron waved his hand signaling them to get up. He continued walking toward the inner part of the shrine where more paladins stood saw him and bowed down to him. Again he waved his hands signaling them to get up.
He finally reached the deepest part of the shrine where the halls was decorated and a large golden statue of Mora Ven was placed in the middle. There were no axe in sight. Aron knows the Axe is hidden and decided to keep it where it was. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't take the axe because he had no voice to say the complex words to break the stronger ward that is protecting the Axe.
Aron stood before Mora Ven's golden statue. He closed his eyes, rose both his arm beside him and the wind started to circle him inside the shrine. Every paladin was still guarding their designated post, standing still. The wind got stronger and stronger and stronger. Aron's hair waving with the wind. Aron's body started to shine brightly while the wind kept getting stronger. Some of the paladins got shaken a little bit but they stood their ground, not moving. Suddenly white hibiscus flowers appeared and bloom around Mora Ven's golden statue. Flowers to increase the strength of the shrines wards and barriers. Then Aron started showing images in all the paladin's mind. Images of the old gods rising and trying to get their hands on the axe... Aron opened his eyes, his body stopped glowing... Every paladin in the shrine now got the information that the old gods has escaped... Aron then dissappeared and appeared beside Mora Ven in Mora's hall, The Inner Sanctuary.
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She doesn't know what she is doing....she is entering in a conflict as ancient as the gods.She was running toward an unknown future.
Death?Defeat?Fear?Countless battles?
She was ready....death...a liberation,a way to enter in the Underworld...
"Shall Death be respected..." Not once such sentence flashed in the mind of Luna: her belief considerated death as a miracle,a promotion to be earned.
Thus who waste the life by poisoning themself,however they can't dream to pass a calm eternity.
There....she heard the voices...She slowed down,becoming silent and utilizing nature as a veil to maintain her invisibility.
She saw,with her black eyes,men,women and a flashing light behind the Goddess,daughter of Luna.
"the moon... mother...mother was effected by one of the old gods powers... which one, I cannot say. I am uncertain"
That sentence sconquassed upheavaled Luna's mind,forcing her to say something....yet another,stronger sense for malice forced her to remain silent.
She focused at the others,recognizing a dwarf,that was smashing something made of steel,a man trained by pain and technic,a knight followed by a wolf.
"So....these are supposed to defeat the Old gods...."She muttered to herself."Eyes are the window of the soul....the greatest deceiver ever"
She thought.She decided to make her entry.She rised from the bushes and revealed herself to the nature
Five meters of distance
She slowly walked toward the group
Two meters of distance
She knew that some of them recognized her presence.
She stopped,looking at the group.She appeared as Luna.She had enough games....the rise of Luna
"Fear isn't the solution....nor death: I greet you....I,Luna Duskstalker,last of the Cult for the Darkened truth...my eyes are open: we mortals don't have a chance against such powers."She stopped,to see if they were following her.
"Yet....Gods created us not to fight them...but to fight their enemies: Instead of facing Fury,war,death We should play clever: strike their followers and force their gods to join our cause.This is my plan....Luna Duskstalker,whose relatives were slaughtered merciless by the Light and left by the Death god....Arktorious..." She whispered the name of the dead god in a forced respect.
She looked at the group.Will they follow her?
She further walked,reaching Caylim.
"As I heard,Luna has been captured....If you want my opinion the Hidden sun is going to be the best ally....for me and for you."
"Fear not: I shall help you,Caylim,daughter of the Moon"
She said,fearless and proudly.Luna Duskstalker was reborned....with the mission of seeking justice.
Inglip said as he threw himself to his knees in respect and honor at the arrival of his Dark Lord. Arktorius loomed over him, his massive form giving life to the darkness of the room.
"My most loyal of servants. You, who have served me faithfully above all others during my imprisonment, have rightfully earned my favor."
The Death Gods words filled the room with its ghostly tone as if a thousand souls all whispered into Inglips ears. The elven head of the Church of Arktorius nearly wept in joy at the words being spoken to him by his patron. With eyes welling up with tears he nodded slowly.
"You do me the greatest of honors mighty King of the Underworld."
He said, his voice quivering with emotion.
"Rise..."
Malakath ordered his loyal follower. Inglip pushed himself to his feet, his head ever remaining bowed in respect.
"When others forgot the Old ways of tribute, you kept them alive. When others would have seen my name forgotten, you ensured it would burn ever in the minds of mortals through the blood of others. When called upon for the greatest of tasks, you carried it out without question or hesitation and in so doing freed me from my prison. Actions all worthy of a just reward. Prepare yourself for the spoils you've so rightfully earned Inglip. For as your gift..."
Arktorius said as he took a step toward him.
"...I take your soul."
As he spoke his hands reached out. The gauntleted hand of the Death God became shadow and mist, truly a ghostly appendage as it reached into Inglip's chest. Inglip gasped in pain as the invasion of his body and spirit caused his flesh to shutter. Arktorius seized hold of the soul of the elf and held it fast before pulling it from the mortal body with ease. A ghostly image of the elf writhed in Malakath's grip now, it's haunting eyes staring wantingly at it's body. Inglip could not move, could not speak. His body trembled from the removal of his spirit as he struggled to take a breath achieving only shuddering bursts. The God of Death cast the soul to his realm where it would remain forever before turning back to Inglip who collapsed to his knees in exhaustion. Slowly the elf forced his head to rise enough to look at his Dark Lord and speak.
"W-W-Why?...."
A purely evil grin took form on Malakaths face as he looked down at his servant.
"The removal of your soul was the first step needed. For as long as it is in my keeping you cannot die unless your body is utterly destroyed. You will rapidly heal from any wound. Poisons will not affect you, dark magic will struggle to do you harm for you are made of it. Your senses will heighten to beyond that of an animal. Your strength and speed will increase ten fold. The magic at your disposal will bolster as my dark favor envelops you. For with your soul, my gift to you would destroy you."
Inglip's body shivered uncontrollably as the changes Malakath spoke of were already beginning to take shape. His muscles twitched and quivered as they grew in size and power. His bones splintered and reformed making them denser and more resilient. His teeth slowly grew ever so slightly as his canines grew sharp and viscous. The power within him began to swell as Arktorius drew Frostmourne and leveled it at the elf. Inglip could feel the transfer of energy as Arktorius bestowed upon him, his blessing. The pain was intense yet it was also like an ecstasy he had never experienced. The God of Death and Lord of Darkness tapped Inglip on either shoulder, knighting him with his new title.
"Arise Lord Inglip, slayer of Banatrix. The First of my Dread Lords."
As soon as his words were finished Inglip's body shimmered as if the light was fading before being enveloped in shadow. Out of the darkness stepped the newly formed Lord Inglip. The new Dread Lord of the God of Death exhaled joyfully as he reveled in his new found power. His gleaming, sharp teeth glinted in the faint candlelight by the alter.
"I will use this dark gift well My Most Gracious Master."
He said with the utmost gratitude.
"Be sure that you do Inglip."
He said darkly as he looked with pride at his new captain.
"As you can imagine your new form will unnerve most and terrify the weak so you will retain your previous form. You will be able to shift between them at will but if you use too much power the change will happen on it's own and you will stand in your Dread Lord form should you push yourself too far."
"I understand."
Inglip replied respectfully as he bowed his head. With that Arktorius Malakath vanished, returning to his Frozen Throne leaving his newly made Dread Lord to enjoy his new found dark powers. While all this had been taking place another of Akrtorius' faithful had made their presence known by stepping out of the shadows to offer their aid to the daughter of the Moon. Her intentions yet unknown, the part Luna Duskstalker had to play in the events that follow were still hidden like the moon during the daylight hours.
"What?!" Alexy was no doubt shocked.
Alexy started to rummage his bag and took out a history book of Atherea "we mortals were created by gods??" turning the pages quickly to find where in the book that stated that.
Barrromier was to busy destroying the airship and didn't noticed Luna Duskstalker.
"As I heard,Luna has been captured....If you want my opinion the Hidden sun is going to be the best ally....for me and for you."
"Fear not: I shall help you,Caylim,daughter of the Moon"
"The sun maybe the best ally right now but I do not have control over the sun" she continued "you are welcome to help us, Luna Duskstalker,last of the Cult for the Darkened truth"
Caylim started walking, following Rolaf. Some of the group members stayed and some followed.
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The airship's engine exploded, creating black smoke. Barromier was all covered with black dust and started coughing. He turned his head to see Caylim and the others started walking following Rolaf. He took the airships energy stone which is the source of the airships power and started running towards Alexy's side
"damned gods" Barromier said
"not yet, Barromier" Alexy smiled "not yet"
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She noticed it thanks to half of the members were doing something,like the dwarf smashing an engine,a man desperately searching for words in a book,and another guy stared at Luna.
She decided to give answers.
"Don't waste your times on book....the answer you search will never appear now: you should focus more on the incoming trouble....A godlike games of chess.
While the sun....yes it helps....it fills the living with hope."She answered,looking first at the Human and then at Caylim.
She hoped that he heard that,since the wrench beating against the engine was provoking a really loud and disturbing noise.
Here...the engine exploded,releasing a could of black smoke.
"Damned gods"The dwarf said.The human ironically answered:
"Not yet, Barromier... not yet".The smile on the human was hopefull
"Indeed...if we wish to survive we have to think positive...."Luna was thinking.Her plan was bizarre,if not impossible: how can she turn the other Old gods against their leader?
She left that idea....she wanted to know the group before planning.
A man in white cloacks and armed to the hair was staring at her...cryptic blue eyes....hideous...they are hiding something.
Luna knows that feeling: Loss...probably he lost a dear friend or a relative during the road.
Yet she doesn't want to lose the staring game: she looked at the Cloacked man in the same way: she suffered losses....many of them.
"Before we jump to the search for help....I want to your identity....and if you are willing to join.
You know me,but not my intentions...I'm fighting for myself...for the honor of the Cult and my family."
She said,with a challenging voice she was ready for everything: she knew that all the team could leave her.
Aron waits patiently for her beloved older sister. He worries for the creatures of Atherea. He worries for peace.
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They came to camp beside a road in the forest of tall trees, Wildlands of the Kitsune.
Caylim was feeling calm for that moment. Nothing has gone wrong for the few days. Rolaf has recovered fully and so have the others. There only flaw were only some negative energies that can be felt released by Athos. Caylim turned looked beside her to see Luna Duskstalker.
"I'm sorry that I have been cold to you, Luna Duskstalker" Caylim said
Caylim poked the campfire with a stick "you are right" and smiled "if we wish to survive we have to think positive.. there is still hope..."
A wolf came out from the darkness of the forest, dropped a bow on the ground. Barking and howling, he leapt all around it and started to grab Alexy's cloths on the wrist. Caylim turned to the wolf and recognize it as Taie, one of Takira's wolf. She examined the bow on the ground and was shocked "Takira's bow!" She ran to the wolf and pulled it by both cheeks "where is she, Taie?"
She now knows the dwarf,Barromier,an engineer and Alexy,volounteer to the war.She often focused on the silent Rolaf,the knight.
The only interesting thing he found was that he was silent...maybe more than her.
Another figure that attracted her was the mysterious cloacked man: She thinks he is....imprevedible,unknown...maybe because they just met.
Few times she talked during the journey: she started to speak more during the camping.
"I'm sorry that I have been cold to you, Luna Duskstalker,you are right.if we wish to survive we have to think positive.. there is still hope..."
She turned to Caylim and looked at her with mercy.
"Hope is immortal,unlike us....however it seems that sometimes it leaves us....I should say sor-" Luna was interrupted by a barking wolf,that dropped a bow.
She followed Caylim and observed the bow,suprised....a mastercrafted oak bow,surely indistructible and probably enchanted.
"Takira's bow!" Caylim said,looking at the wolf.Luna had the time to think..."Takira....the Goddess of Nature?"
She thought,while Caylim asked to the wolf,Taie,where was the goddess.
Luna looked at her back; Barromier,Alexy and Athos,then she grabbed her Moonsilver blade,following the wolf in the deeps of the wildlands.
"Taie," she smiled, "you're back. Did you bring them?" She looked up as the group came running through the forest, and stood shakily, "Hello, Caylim, everyone." She stumbled slightly, but was able to keep her feet, "I'm glad to see you alive."
She never turned back: she was ensured only to see Caylim by her side: they followed the bark of the wolf,hoping to quickly reach the wounded goddess.
There she is,the wolf stopped bringing them in a green glade.Magically the trees were placed as circle,like to hid the goddess from the world.
"Taie,you're back. Did you bring them?" The goddess of nature said,looking at the wolf,Taie.
"Hello, Caylim, everyone.I'm glad to see you alive."The goddess stumbled and Luna with a flash move reached the goddess...however Takira could keep balance,so Luna moved further.
She moved her hand over her breast,to salute the goddess.
"Am Luna Duskstalker,Goddess.You seems to be wounded,allow me to mend them" Luna said,positioning the Moonsilver blade on her back.
She looked at the Goddess: she appeared to be young,way too young and skinny.
She noticed her cloack and a dagger,but didn't noticed any important wounds.
She was preaparing to heal the goddess: afterall she could summon the plants to her aid.
Probably Luna doen't need help from her magical forces.
"By the way,Takira....what happened?" Luna asked looking the goddess with a certain curiosity.
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"how did you get here?" she continued "what happened at Mora's?
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Barromier had trouble following the groups speed and skills of evading obstacles and was left behind. He stopped, tired. He just watched as they all disappear in the darkness of forest.
Alexy turned around and noticed that Barromier was gone. He stops "Barromier?". Alexy turned ahead and the group had also left him. It was to late for him to catch up to them. He ran back to find Barromier, resting on the ground.
"got left behind?" Alexy asked
"yep" Barromier answer as he drank his bottle of water. He wiped his mouth and offered the drink to Alexy "want some?"
"sure"
Alexy drank, gave the bottle back to Barromier, and looked around. The place was like a maze.
"You know the way back?" Alexy asked
Barromier looked around, the forest was confusing him. He turned to Alexy and stared "nope"
They were both lost.
The setting changes from The 5 Holds. to House of Mora
Furrowing her brow, she felt as though the trees were telling her that some had been lost, yet they still lived. "Were...there two more with you? I think they've been lost in my forest. I'm sorry, I'll lead them out." She gently touched a tree beside her, and it all began to move, shifting, creating a path for the lost two to follow and find them all.
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"I cannot, Takira. We need to travel to Angles Landing and retrieve the Axe" she continued while caressing Takira's cheek "If the old gods got their hands on the Axe, the world chance of survival is going to be very thin"
Takira can feel vibrations of strange energy from inside Takira. She couldn't confirm if it is dark or light
"what powers are inside you, Takira?" wondering
The group have been running for a long time and they hadn't have the chance to rest long at the camp before.
"We shall all rest here"
noticing Alexy and Barromier had fallen behind, Caylim made one yellow butterfly appear, kissed it, and the butterfly turned black with messages inside it. The butterfly flew towards Alexy and Barromier. A message asking Alexy and Barromier to take care of the camp before.
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Alexy and Barromier was sitting on rocks in the Forest, drinking mead that they created from the trees water and fruits. They were both singing merrily when suddenly the trees started to shift and move. Alexy and Barromier was shocked. They both fell backwards feeling a little scared and sorry that they had taken things from the trees.
"oh no! we are sorry for taking your fruits and water!" screaming
When a butterfly appear upon them and dispersed into many tiny lights then a voice "Alexy, Barromier, get back to the camp and please take care of our belongings"
The setting changes from House of Mora to Evercrest
Cauld watched the creature split and his sword smashed into the ground. It was stuck pretty well. He knew he had to get free quick but he was connected to the sword physically. He struggled, grunted, and cursed at his lack of thought. Then it happened before Cauld even knew what was happening. The spike of the half creature shot towards his eye. It stopped for a second pressing against a magic barrier. As he watched the spike his eye twitched and his pupil contracted to a tiny dot. The spike pierced the barrier and shot into his eye, through his brain, and out the back of the helmet. The spike retreated unleashing a spray of blood from the hole and taking his eye with it. Cauld dropped to his knees then to his face as blood pooled around body. His Void Mantle stopped glowing the blue runes then burst into blue fire slowly burning away to black dust. Cauld's last thought was still of his foolishness and how he'd never should have challenged the god. The last breath left Cauld's body in the pool of blood. Void Splitter rested in the ground it's eyes closed and the magic fading.
The Void
Cauld's spirit sat next a pillar of ice his back leaning on it. His knees were brought to his chest and his arms holding them. All his tattoos were gone, his skin had returned to its original pale alabaster white, and his one eye was now just regular blue no longer burning with magic. The now gaping hole of his left eye cried a waterfall of crimson blood down his cheek. He no longer had clothes and he was freezing cold. He sat there staring at the permafrost of the ground eternally feeling the foolish regret he had at his death. Soon a brilliantly white fox came and stared at him. Cauld looked at the fox and sighed.
"What do you want fox? What would anything want with this fool?" He looked back down sighing again.
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Luna Duskstalker
"My light shall reveal the truth...then I will slaughter the heretics"
Lord Inglip, Head of the Church of Arktorius
Once a scholar now the Top Acolyte Necromancer of the God of Death and the one who freed the Old Gods.
Arktorius Malakath
The God of Death and Lord of the Underworld. Beware his icy grasp as he comes for your soul.
Cauld Neth
"They call me the village eater you know."
Levi HealerWarrior
A young Elfmaiden that fights when threatened and heals all injuried people
Athos Lorio
"Old Gods, New Gods... I see little difference."
Takira
"Rest a while, and I shall sing a song for you."
Azazel
" Some day soon we will re-establish our rule "
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Azazel
" Some day soon we will re-establish our rule "
Luna Duskstalker
"My light shall reveal the truth...then I will slaughter the heretics"
Arktorius Malakath
The God of Death and Lord of the Underworld. Beware his icy grasp as he comes for your soul.
Levi HealerWarrior
A young Elfmaiden that fights when threatened and heals all injuried people
Athos Lorio
"Old Gods, New Gods... I see little difference."
Cauld Neth
"They call me the village eater you know."
Lord Inglip, Head of the Church of Arktorius
Once a scholar now the Top Acolyte Necromancer of the God of Death and the one who freed the Old Gods.
Takira
"Rest a while, and I shall sing a song for you."
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Arktorius Malakath
The God of Death and Lord of the Underworld. Beware his icy grasp as he comes for your soul.
Lord Inglip, Head of the Church of Arktorius
Once a scholar now the Top Acolyte Necromancer of the God of Death and the one who freed the Old Gods.
Levi HealerWarrior
A young Elfmaiden that fights when threatened and heals all injuried people
Takira
"Rest a while, and I shall sing a song for you."
Azazel
" Some day soon we will re-establish our rule "
Luna Duskstalker
"My light shall reveal the truth...then I will slaughter the heretics"
Athos Lorio
"Old Gods, New Gods... I see little difference."
Cauld Neth
"They call me the village eater you know."
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Evercrest Owner: RolePlayGateway
High in the trees of the Jo'zar rainforest lies, or hangs, the hold of Evercrest. Placed so that the wildlings below couldn't harm the druids that live there.
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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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Atherea ↪ The 5 Holds. Owner: RolePlayGateway
A huge land mass witch houses the 5 Holds of Atherea. Mora, Evercrest, Ravenlight, Dragon Mouth, and Morning Star.
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Atherea ↪ Grim Forge Owner: RolePlayGateway
The lost land of the Old Gods. There lies the the Dark Anvil, an ancient forge used to make both Banatrix and Eternity End. (Homeland for Old Gods followers)
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House of Mora ↪ the Inner Sanctuary Owner: RolePlayGateway
The Inner Sanctuary, Mora's own little realm. Here, she can craft reality into nearly anything she wishes.
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Atherea ↪ The Pride Lands. Owner: RolePlayGateway
A chain of islands off of the coast of the 5 holds, governed by the powerful Corren FireTail.
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Atherea Owner: RolePlayGateway
The home of the New Gods, will it also be there tomb?
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The 5 Holds. ↪ Mora (Hold_ Owner: RolePlayGateway
The holy city of worship to the gods. Toughs wishing to train in the arts of combat may come and have a change to learn from the goddess of combat herself.
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The 5 Holds. ↪ Angels Landing Owner: RolePlayGateway
The highest mountain in Atherea, far south of the 5 Holds. Here, lies an ancient power...
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House of Mora ↪ Hall of History Owner: RolePlayGateway
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