Introduction
The Rock had been invaded by the Sora System and the people's ways of life had been upheaved and ruled by new law. One year later, in 2e,451, the Kingdom of Sor was overthrown - the first political causality of what was soon to become the Oblivion War. With Sorβs destruction the Rock was abandoned, the colonial government ravaged and the world left lawless and in a state of anarchy and disarray.
In the vacuum of power warlords rose up across the sands: each village, tribe, or peoples taking up arms to defend themselves from their neighbours. It has been twelve years since the Oblivion War ended; the year 2e,466. In the west the new Holy Matranical Empire is rebuilding from the remnants of the devastated planets. The Rock remains in endless civil war. This is the story of those born into this conflict - soldiers, slaves, nomads, and civilians - thrown into an unforgiving landscape where power is essential to survive. Right now they are nothing in the eyes of most, but perhaps, one day, they too will reach the stars.
LORDS OF ROCK:
Lords of Rock is a space-fantasy thread set in a galaxy far from ours. In this universe's equivalent of ancient history humans reached the stars far before we could in our time with the use of magic, harnessed by a race of element controlling magicians known as the Phoenix. These ancient humans, both Phoenix & non magical alike, migrated across the galaxy much like our prehistoric human ancestors. But their paths were forgotten, and magics that were once known were lost. Unique human races and cultures evolved across hundreds of planets, some spacefaring and prosperous, others isolated and primitive.
Those days have long passed. It is now an age of industry. Feudal kingdoms rule across the stars, and their medieval cultures are slowly being overtaken by new steampunk technology. Phoenix, once the masters of technology and magic, are now normal citizen, just ones born with the ability to control the elements. The Rock, a newly discovered planet, was colonized by these solar kingdoms at their apex- right before the Oblivion War, a war that would decimate all of civilized space and the order they maintained. The war is now over but the world will never be the same. This thread is about exploring that world. Lords of Rock does not focus on any great empires, on kings or queens. It focuses on the post-war colonized, the leftovers on an abandoned planet invaded, and the characters who have to navigate its dangerous deserts. The team will be thrown together as a world changing event begins on the Rock and they will begin the adventure of a lifetime.
Lords of Rock is highly cooperative and requires a lot of communication in group chats and on Discord. It was primarily designed for the members behind threads like the Ultimate Organization, the Great Guild Fortune, and Nomad Clan. If you think you'd like to join submit a character or message me! It can be a confusing universe but this is a really easy place to jump in. We're happy to have new members come in and join the story.
CHARACTER CREATION:
Your character is living on the planet and at the start of the thread the Rock is their life, and it is all that lies ahead. They are not someone, they are anyone. They are not destined for the stars; they are destined for the dirt.
UPDATE: Now that the thread is well on it's way new characters have to be introduced more carefully. If you'd like to join submit a profile and we can figure out a plot to introduce them!
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GEOGRAPHY OF THE ROCK:
Evidence suggests that the Rock was once a verdant world, half sea and half an ever-green continent, inhabited by mammalian life. Now the remnants of this green period have vanished, only a few clues lingering to the what the scorching, desert world once was. The mammalian life has been replaced by gargantuan desert roaming insects. The days on the rock can reach temperatures of 50 degrees Celsius, and the nights dip to -30. The only remaining water springs from the Floe, a massive glacial region in the north where water cascades down into riverlands. The riverlands, known as the Kajo Narrows, is the only place on the planet where jungle and vegetation still flourish. Whatever flora and fauna that remained from the green period can be found along the waterways of the region. The majority of the Rock's surface is occupied by two massive deserts: the westerly Great Wastes and the easterly Hollow Barrens. The Barrens were once the site of the Rockβs great sea but are now a sunken badland. In the north-west of the Rock stretches Alakatβs Maw, a mountainous region of desert tundra and arctic sheets. In the south-east are the Imani Fields, a sparse subtropical grassland that grew from the intertwining rivers. Due to the Rockβs uneven rotation the planet has two regions that always face and face away from the sun named the Shroud and the Bright. The Shroud is a freezing tundra kept in perpetual darkness and dust storms. The Bright is a boiling, volcanic land of sunlight and melting earth. Both are incredibly inhospitable to life.
CULTURES OF THE ROCK:
Yyb
The Yyb birthed democracy on the Rock and have been a fair, peace-loving people throughout their history. Ruled by an elected priesthood the Yyb saw all as equal in life, believing that their time on earth was one phase between the before-life and after-life, and that different deities oversaw each of these stages of being. The Yyb Theocracy ruled over much of the Rockβs deserts before the arrival of the Skylanders, who brought with them a foreign disease known as the Watalan Plague. This decimated their population and splintered the once unified society. The Yyban began exclusively worshiping the the god of life before, and attempted to rebuild what remained of their lands in the desert. The Yybal began to worship the god of death and remained isolated in the ruins of their ancestors. Now the Yyb continue on as democratic theocracies, and though both the Yybal and the Yyban are isolated they maintain the belief of absolute equality, and welcome all, especially those who wish to worship and study the history of the Rock, a history that they once played a much larger role in.
Skylander
The Skylanders are the youngest culture on the Rock, having arrived three-hundred years ago as a crashed crew of space pirates, and their mercenary origins are reflected in their culture. The crew consisted of a few thousands outlaws comprised of races from across the galactic kingdoms. After the crash the galactic past of the Skylanders was forgotten as survival became crucial on the inhospitable desert world. A patriarchal social structure was put into place, with the Phoenix, the most powerful of the crew, becoming the ruling class, and the weakest becoming thrall slaves. The Skylander arrival disrupted the Rock and plunged the planet into chaos and war, from which they emerged the dominant culture. Their short cultural lifespan has been one consumed by fighting, leaving them untrusting, warlike and aggressively individualistic.
Sudean culture rooted in order and discipline. Born on the fertile rivers of the Kajo Narrows the Sudeans created mathematically precise farms, armies, and social structures, and were one of the first societies to prosper and expand across the world. The Sudeans worshiped a bureaucratic pantheon of gods, led by a sun god. In Sudean society each person belonged to a god, other than the thrall slaves, the unwanted. The sun god only watched over only one, the emperor, who ruled by divine right. All other Sudeans were assigned to deities as teenagers, by the emperor and his deciders. Once allocated Sudeans are stuck in a caste and a career for life, cogs in the Sudean machine. This system was shattered when the last emperor, Ajab Abaj, was dethroned by the Kingdom of Sor and colonial rule put in place. With their faith shattered the once mighty Sudean society has split apart, fraught with internal conflict between itβs orderly past and its chaotic future. The Sudeans have long waged war against the other cultures of the Rock and are known for their discipline as well as their communal nature. There is no direct parentage save for the Imperial lineage, individuals instead being raised by the maternal caste. All members of a caste are considered family, and love and affection are more commonly displayed in Sudean society than any other on the Rock.
Nomad
The origins of the Nomads are a mystery. Organized in small chiefdoms and clans the nomadic tribes claim no land. A solitary people, even to others of their own kind, the Nomads worship the land of the Rock and the wildlife. Animals are viewed as part of their families and of equal value to human life. The Nomads have been on the Rock for many ages and have never seemed to have a homeland of their own, they instead continuously roaming for unknown reasons. Nomad children are named after animals, actions, and the earth, and are marked by various tattoos given to them in adolescents, making them easy to spot. Because of their unique names, appearances, and solitary nature Nomads have long been considered outsiders even by the other Rockian cultures. The few times Nomad clans have gone to war with the other cultures the battles have been thoroughly one-sided. The Nomads are not considered a great military people, instead known as craftsman, traders, and animal handlers.
Naraat
The Naraat hail from the north most glaciers of the Rock, a cold, bitter region called the Floe that contrasts the endless heat and desert that envelop the rest of the planet. As a result, the Naraat people are secluded from the rest of the Rock's politics, visiting the south only to raid villages and towns that reside on the rivers that run from their glacier home. They are proud and territorial, living in stone and metal huts, and worship a god of earth. They are the only monotheistic society on the Rock. Naraat people tend to dislike outsiders and prefer to keep to themselves by inventing new, crude ways to use Phoenix magic. The majority of the Naraat population are Phoenix, leading to a form of absolute democracy where decision making is conducted by large clan meetings. Almost every Phoenix in their ranks are trained in the art of metal channelling, creating beautiful, powerful weaponry. Because of this their people specialise in smithing, metal working and firearms crafting. The Naraat are highly militaristic, preferring combat to negotiation and simplicity to complexity.
Galactic
Beyond the Rock there exist thousands of cultures across the worlds. The most pervasive galactic culture on the Rock are the Sorillians, the leftovers from the invading Kingdom of Sor who remained stranded on the Rock after their kingdom's destruction. Another near culture are the Longbaons, the people of a neighbouring planet who too shared the Rockβs interstellar isolation for most of their history. Though the worlds and societies across the galaxy vary wildly, to Rockian natives any off-world cultures is that of an outsider, and considered by its people foreign, "galactic".
LOCAL POWERS THAT BE:
Since the fall of the Sorillian colonial government warlords have risen up across the Rock, though they vary in size and power. There are hundreds of warlords and unrecognized states across the Rock. Listed below are the ones of greatest importance in the events set to unfold.
GALACTIC POWERS:
Holy Matranical Empire
Head of State: Holy Matranical Empress Anaszia Kusiliosc
Population: 160,000,000
Government: An absolute monarchy ruled by Empress Anaszia Kusiliosc. A self-proclaimed holy state and succesor to the Empire of Ulfire, the Vindican Empire, and the Kingdom of Sor. The Empire boasts itself as the victor of the Oblivion War and also the central point of reference for the wide-spread Matran Religion, with the Empress being the religious head. It is maintained of both directly controlled imperial territories and vassal states. The ruling body of the Empire is the Presidium, who report directly to the Empress.
Description: The cultures of the Matran are as varied as its worlds. Though many aspects of the Imperial culture feel like continuations of the galactic kingdoms that came before it the Empire has played fast and loose with its feudal heritage, often making new nobles out of the conquering warlords across the worlds as opposed to reinstating old ones, and having custom governments and laws in place on each world as needed for maximum political stability. The Empire has also attempted to maintain each of its subjectβs cultural independence, trying not to anger any of the vassalized people whilst still in a fragile state of rebuilding the galaxy. The policies of the Empire have been less aggressive than that of galactic kingdoms past, the Matran trying to merge foreign religions, languages and customs with the existing cultures rather than replace it.
Culture: Galactic
Empire of Longbao
Head of State: Empress Mellodia En
Population: 300,000
Government: An absolute monarchy resurrected after various succession crisis' with the help of the Holy Matranical Empire. Formerly a very isolationist Empire, the previous emperor forced Longbao to expand by introducing them to the galaxy. This introducing to the galactic kingdoms led to the exploitation of Longbaoβs land and the decimation of its people, nearly eighty percent of its population wiped out in the Oblivion War. Now under new leadership, the world still keeps to itself but now harbours close and much more amicable ties to the Matran.
Description: A wondrous planet mostly covered in large bodies of water and very few patches of land, in the last ten years the Empress and her people have worked on rebuilding Longbao to what it once was. It is a long and arduous process, but the world is finally beginning to become prosperous again. Longbao also have begun to expand their power on their neighbouring worlds with expeditions into surrounding Dark Space and peacekeeping missions on the Rock and the jungle planet Jopak.
Culture: Galactic
Most Serene Republic of Neijei
Head of State: Supreme Magistrate Tui Fugong
Population: 138,000,000
Government: A mixed government model combining the autocratic principles of the former Baon Empire with an elected Harakan government. The Supreme Magistrate is elected by a council of nobility and reigns until death or abdication. A Supreme Tribunal operates in secret to uphold the laws of the Republic, their judgement higher than even the Supreme Magistrate's.
Description: The young Neijei republic is a combination of the Apho Xenxii Republic and the Harakan People's Republic merging. Two upstart states with skewed versions of democracy, the powerful Neijei republic is one of the Holy Matranical Empire's nearest and largest competitors. Neijei is a prosperous merchant state, their trade flourishing more so than any other system in the galaxy.
Culture: Galactic
Kingdom of Thalseen
Head of State: King Ludoman VI
Population: 41,000,000
Government: An absolute monarchy in the vein of the galactic kingdoms that came before. The Kingdom of Thalseen aims to rebuild the Vindican Empire to what it once was. They have recognized and taken in much of the landless nobility, swearing to restore their lost titles.
Description: Thalseen continues the tradition of the Vindal nobility, having made it out of the Oblivion war with it's feudal government intact they were able to garner the support of several of the old nobility. Thalseen has attracted landless nobles from across the galaxy, from the former Sora System to Tryptia. They do not recognize the Holy Matranical Empire's new government and insist that the lands of the empire be granted to the old nobility, though these requests have fallen on deaf ears.
Culture: Galactic
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Though they had never married it had become easier for Caithe to refer to Kahu as her husband. In part because among the nobles that was what he had always been known as, and in part because it gave them, and Roen, more legitimacy. She smiled at Grimsever and continued, "He was a former Seed agent, like yourself. He taught me a lot about spies and assassins, about Seed, and over the many years since his passing I have learnt even more about people. You see, I may trust too easily or sometimes be naive, but I am no fool."
Caithe Azleir sat straight, "So tell me, with as much honesty as a former Seed agent can, why are you truly here Grimsever?"
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Caithe frowned and let out a scathing, "Roen Azleir, language." With a shake of her head she led Grimsever to the front door and smiled, "Thanks for coming over and informing me of these things. I do appreciate it and I will keep it in mind. See you tomorrow!"
As he began to leave Grimsever could hear a young boy yelling excitedly, "There was a MURDER?! Who?! Why?!"
"Alright. Okay." Was all Caithe said as the door closed.
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"Captain-" A lieutenants voice called from behind Gondes. At the door a royal guard stood at the entrance of the barracks. "Argent Rapedo" The lieutenant explained, escorting Argent in. It had been a few days, but it was clear even in the dungeon the former captain of the guard had been well taken care of. Fed and in finery.
"Argent," Gondes said to the man after helping the manservant up. He nodded his head at the lieutenant and the manservant, both who exited the room. Once they were securely out of range Gondes gave a bow. "Captain," He breathed. "Are you alright?"
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"We believe in the gods of the Heavens, the stars," Ravi explained, pointing up to the sky. "Ever since beings fell... those beings fell, we have been blessed with nothing but change. It had been tumultuous change but I do feel like we have gained the ability to move this world forward. We are but few right now but we have sent emissaries out and I expect we will soon grow. For so many years we have been whittled down by violence and now this violence can end."
"Those beings may be mortal but they have ended the reign of that sinful woman, Alarisset. We believe in them, and in the power of the people and that which falls from the sky. Opportunity."
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"Not even a scratch, Mr. Gondes," Argent said with a small smile as he waltzed into the room as if it were his own. "In fact, I came on in here to see if you were okay? Miss Anaszia made a rather hasty decision and while I know she is of sound mind and of a very find body, I had half a mind that I should come on and see you alone. You see, a man should be able to speak to another man freely. And if you decide to lay your troubles on me, I can assure you a very manly man I shall be. "
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"Captain," Gondes said reluctantly. "I am... overwhelmed. I had no aspirations to this station..." Gondes blinked at his captain. "And I have no aspirations to keep it. You have been a great captain to your men, and even if I hold your title, I am yours," Gondes gave a bow. "I hope the Empress realizes that too."
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"Well I wouldn't say that," Horik said as she stepped closer. The people of the town seemed to sense the hostility and started grouping towards Ravi, surrounding Qunith. One of them stepped on the chain between them and Talideth tugged on it, another person stepping on it.
"Hey now-" Horik started before Ravi cut in, "I do not wish violence. The people are merely concerned. Look, we will not trample on your beliefs so do not trample on ours. You have already, well, you group had already caused us much suffering. If I do not read your tone correctly, I am sorry. But I do not like how you said the name of the Sorillians and I will not allow it while you are under our hospitality."
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"Now, now, Mr. Gondes. I ain't a man interested in owning other men. But if you were a woman, boy howdy," Argent said as he wiped sweat off his brow. "Now as much as I admire your honesty, Miss Anaszia seems pretty set on sending me out yonder to the Rock. If she changes her mind then by all means, I will go ahead and take my rightful place back by Miss Anaszia's side. However, if she were to keep acting a fool, well, you'll need to guard her pleasing curves. Don't let another man lay a finger on or within Miss Anaszia, now. Not until I return anyhow."
Argent sighed, "It ain't too hard of a position, Mr. Gondes. You do gotta be watchful though as if you were watching a woman undress. You may feel uncomfortable in the meanwhile but just keep my seat warm and make sure Miss Anaszia is safe. I shouldn't take long and I've seen your strength out there. After all, if you should fail Mr. Gondes, there won't be a station or a Mr. Gondes anymore."
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βThe boss needs you awake, todayβs the day you talk, bitch,β the gruff Remnant General, Galdorin, began as he spit on the disgraced knight chained to the wall at his feet.
βPersonally, I donβt know why he doesnβt just let us kill you, but he must have his reasons.β
He then pulled his booted foot back and logged a kick into her ribs, making her double over and vomit up what little food theyβd given her the night before.
βYeah, continue to sit in your filth, no one is coming for you, might as well talk already.β
βGo fuck yourself,β she murmured as she wiped her chin.
βWhat was the?!β Galdorin began, ready to strike her again.
βQuite enough, Galdorin!β Theoryβs voice boomed through the dungeon and the Remnant grunt recoiled quickly, spinning around on one heel to snap a crisp salute that Theory waved away dismissively. He place his hands in his pockets and squat down to Obsidianβs level. βYou can go, Galdorin,β Theory commanded, never breaking eye-contact with her.
Galdorian left silently, closing the door to the dungeon behind him. Theory smiled wickedly now that the two were alone. A quick backhand across her face sent her head into the nearby wall that she didnβt attempt to push away from. The warm sensation of blood dripping from her temple down her dirt stained cheek made her panic. She couldnβt fight back, and was exhausted from trying the past two weeks.
βWe go through this dance every day, Knight,β Theory started, gritting his teeth.
βTell me what you are doing on this world and why youβve taken such an interest in my operation. Certainly, you donβt believe the Matron can stop me, let alone just one woman.β He scoffed.
βF-for the last time, Iβm not a Knight!β She growled back, earning her a hand around her throat.
βYet you wear the armor of an elite Knight Specialist? Who are you fooling, Iβve see your work, the way your blade carved my men, youβre a Knight,β
βMy Master defeated the Knights in the Brotherhood wars.β She managed to let out, a small fire igniting in her eyes.
βOh, did they now?!β Theory spat, releasing her, βSo who is this Master of yours?β
βWe both know you already know the answer to that question, you know my armor isnβt forged by the smiths in Sor.β
βEnlighten me, let me hear you say it then, you seem to believe that I should somehow be afraid, I fear no-one, let alone nameless organizations.β Theory stood now, his hands in his pockets. βGo on then, tell me who sent you then, who will I have the pleasure of telling youβre dead?β
βYour brother says, βhelloβ.β She said with a smirk, watching the rage build in Theoryβs eyes. She tensed, ready for him to hit her, to beat her until she stopped breathing, but to her surprise he simply smiled coldly.
βYou must truly hate living, Knight, because come sundown tomorrow, my men will have you and should you survive their ravenous appetite, I will kill you myself.β
He left without another word, leaving Obsidian alone.
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Syra had felt unease the entire trip. She knew they needed more help to defeat Theory, but she couldnβt shake the feeling that something was wrong with the way they were going about gathering allies. How many would remain friendly once their common enemy was defeated. Much to her surprise, Azure was okay with how things were playing out. The young woman had been trained for combat, and was obviously well versed in collaborative efforts, after all it seemed to be the mantra of her organization, Many things come together to make something beautiful, or something like that. She trusted Azure and Ash knew what they were doing, and for now that would have to be enough.
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Ada would notice the bowls and whimpers of wildlife but unless she decided to give chase to any in particular. They kept to the shadows, perhaps for good reason. A sandstorm had begun to kick up it seemed, almost loud enough to overtake the sound of screams. Human screams. Deeper into the desert, they lied. Near a triumvirate of unless in the distance in front of great dunes.
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M'Kama poked his head into the rent where Elysa, Thellani, and Lucky sat. "You crazy kids all right in there?" He asked with a friendly cheer. Beneath his jovial demeanor, there was some worry.
The night had gotten far too cold, far too fast...
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The panelists themselves were etched with various symbols, hieroglyphics depicting messages. Detailing of tales that took place before most recorded history on the Rock, legends.
But the desert winds shuffled the same aside, revealing something hidden beneath the grains. A passage way beneath the Obelisks. Likely some sort of tomb.
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Ada shrugged, and deposited her fireball onto a convenient torch nearby. Alighting gently on the ground, Ada quickly began to descend into the tomb.
"Hellooooooo!" Ada called as she descended, the delight in her voice evident.
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Captain Gondes rose. "Before you go, Sir... there is an issue that has been brought to my office. And issue meant... for you," Gondes glanced over his shoulder before leaning in. "The Emperor is in a bind... six-forty Celik street..." Gondes swallowed as he looked down at the slightly shorter former Captain of the Royal Guard. "His aides requested you by name."
One of Tormand's... complications had arisen again.
And, as had been the case since Argent assumed the role of Captain, he was the only one who could quell it...
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Ensar Knapp ran through the crowded cobblestone street, dodging through the workers consuming the midday street. People from every planet populated the Matranical Empire's capitol city, though the Ulfirian people and language still held the most ground within the Red City's walls. "Watch it!" Ensar Knapp exclaimed, ducking beneath a long over the shoulder baguette as they chased the red open-air trolley grinding through the street ahead of them. Knapp grabbed their tote bag with one hand and their purple cloak with another, holding each tight as their feet began to peddle the ground beneath them.
With a ground Knapp leapt, landing on platform of the trolley. Knapp gave a relieved smile, pulling out a guarner and dropping it into the ticket-holders box before grabbing onto a support rail. As the trolley moved through Knapp went to their bag, pulling out the components for a camera. The device was not just a nobles plaything for Ensar Knapp- no, this fine piece of machinery was part of their job. They were a reporter after all. Working for the man himself- the head of the newspaper guild: Gruunta Luunta.
Ensar Knapp licked their lips as they laid the film out into their camera. Ahead was their destination: six-forty Celik street, one of many large warehouse by the docks of the city. Making sure the large, boxy camera hung safely around their neck Knapp leapt off as the trolley passed the warehouses. This was their stop.
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Ensar Knapp landed on the ground, down from the ventilation window they'd entered through. The doors were shut by locks and chains, hiding the dark interior of the warehouse beyond, so Ensar had to get creative. There was always a way in...
Knapp grunted, pulling out a match and ignited it. Light illuminated the floor beyond them. It was coated with blood. Knapp swallowed as they began to walk forward. They heard it was a crime scene, but how much of a crime nothing could prepare them for.
"Oh... god," Knapp swallowed, following the blood until it reached the torso it poured from. A man hung by his arms from chains: skin pale, and with no body below his belly button. Intestines and insides were sprawled out from his torso, lining the floor- bite marks and cuts lining the organs. Knapp shuddered at the sight, but dutifully, they raised their camera and snapped the shot.
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"Harder!" Thellani exclaimed.
Lucky swung the hammer, smashing it down on the man's crotch just as M'kama entered.
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M'Kama frowned.
The old woman turned to him and smile. "Lucky said something about cracking some nuts. Strangely I haven't seen any nuts yet, but I assume they're in Thellani's pocket."
M'Kama frowned.
"This is how it's done in the Rock, yes?"
M'Kama exited the tent.
The Yyb, scratched his chin and sat at the explorers' campfire as they decided to play a record. M'Kama had heard this music before. Authored by a artist named Fat Chu.
"Ah, I've heard this...Lunatic Weather," M'Kama noted, looking to the weather above him, the dark-clouded skies painting an ominous picture over the stars.
All hail to the fat one
Bow before his feet before he hit you with the bad pun
You're stunned Sun! A frozen solar plexis, meteorological disaster
Lemme toss you the nexus that infects us...with a stinky, sweaty storm cloud
Drippin fluid everwhere, tryna make the porn proud
Aw, geeze. I gotta say it out loud? Don't follow fickle fannies to the throne room where three's a crowd
Politeness is the threat. Best listen to m.c's who say the rainwater is sweat
...And yet? Best stay loyal. Don't wanna get caught slippin by the wrong royal
He's a foil, for himself. Died thrice with zero health.
Taken by a typhoon, killed thanks to zeo stealth-
M'Kama hummed the tune as an ill wind breezed through the campsite...
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The same wind that urged Ada onward further inward to the ruins, the loud howling suddenly becoming a stilled breathing. Sparse. Wheezing. But amongst the gasping breaths Ada could make out two words.
"Help me..."
The torches light shown brightly, lighting hallways that revealed centuries old walls, covered in pictographic images of great pyramids, rising out of the sands and fantastical figures hand painted in red, gold, and turquoise colors, arms all extending towards the sun giving until it offerings.
And then the sun...simply moves away as the people glare upon it, weapon drawn.
"Help me..."
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Lucky laughed as she exited the tent. "Thellani got all sorta cool trinkets, I tell ya' what."
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(case-sensitive, as usual) — this can be followed with /take Item Name
to retrieve the item into the current character's inventory.
Mobs
Give your Universe life by adding a Mob, which are auto-replenishing NPCs your players can interact with. Useful for some quick hack-and-slash fun!
Mobs can be automated spawns, like rats and bats, or full-on NPCs complete with conversation menus. Use them to enhance your player experience!
Current Mobs
No mobs have been created yet.
Spawns
Locations where Mobs and Items might appear.
Events
You can schedule events for your players to create notifications and schedule times for everyone to plan around.
The Forge
Use your INK to craft new artifacts in Lords of Rock. Once created, Items cannot be changed, but they can be bought and sold in the marketplace.
Notable Items
Cool Ant
1 in existence, base price 1,000,000.00 bits.
A very powerufl and good ant thats faster than the rest
The Market
Buy, sell, and even craft your own items in this universe.
Market DataMarket conditions are Quick Buy (Items Most Recently Listed for Sale) |
Open Stores
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Tackel
An oasis of justice in a lawless land.
Captain Ash
A man gone wild, either by lust, by wars, or by the desert sun. Or maybe he's just clinically insane.
Horik
The desperate desolate explorer
Tiber Girthfield
The hero of Gwyeene and leader of the Guardian mission on the Rock.
Talideth
A devout believer, an empty vessel.
Syra Onnet
A thrall who seeks more from life.
Otis Lariat
A young Guardian with boundless optimism.
M'Kama
Life and death, two sides of the same coin. With that in mind, he crafts his own luck.
Frey
A violent child in a violent world.
Seru
A soldier who lives for Cobran.
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Horik
The desperate desolate explorer
Seru
A soldier who lives for Cobran.
Frey
A violent child in a violent world.
Tackel
An oasis of justice in a lawless land.
Captain Ash
A man gone wild, either by lust, by wars, or by the desert sun. Or maybe he's just clinically insane.
Talideth
A devout believer, an empty vessel.
Syra Onnet
A thrall who seeks more from life.
Tiber Girthfield
The hero of Gwyeene and leader of the Guardian mission on the Rock.
Qunith
A Sudean Divine now in the servitude of the sinister Waste Witch.
Otis Lariat
A young Guardian with boundless optimism.
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M'Kama
Life and death, two sides of the same coin. With that in mind, he crafts his own luck.
Syra Onnet
A thrall who seeks more from life.
Talideth
A devout believer, an empty vessel.
Otis Lariat
A young Guardian with boundless optimism.
Seru
A soldier who lives for Cobran.
Qunith
A Sudean Divine now in the servitude of the sinister Waste Witch.
Tackel
An oasis of justice in a lawless land.
Tiber Girthfield
The hero of Gwyeene and leader of the Guardian mission on the Rock.
Frey
A violent child in a violent world.
Captain Ash
A man gone wild, either by lust, by wars, or by the desert sun. Or maybe he's just clinically insane.
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