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Mankind's home, Earth, has finally reached its limits. Centuries of exploiting resources and polluting the air have finally rendered Earth a husk of its former glory, and the last vestiges of mankind need a new home. Around the year 2250, humanity took to the stars in hope of finding that home. They had to make some sacrifices, like leave behind most of the old technology, including most firearms, deciding instead to go back to the way of the blade. Generations pass and it seems that humankind is doomed to float in the cold void of space for the rest of its days. However, one day, a strange anomaly drew the ship in and enveloped it in a blinding light. When the crew, the third generation of this particular vessel, awoke from cryostasis, they saw what they could not believe. A planet that was potentially inhabitable; A planet called Neryas. However, the ship's sensors detected that sentient life already exists on the surface, but there technology level was unknown. The crew used the ship's scanners to verify that the air is clean, so there were no pollutants from cars and factories, leading them to assume the world was not industrial yet. The energy readings also detected something strange never before seen by the human history and the crew could not verify what it was. Regardless, the humans sent engineers, scientists, and the defense force down to the planet in order to collect soil samples and get a close scan on the air. Even though initial scans showed the air to be clean, they went down in protective gear just to be safe until they can get a full reading of Neryas' atmosphere.
Meanwhile, Neryas' native beings, the Elves and the Naturan, witness something massive above their planet, just barely above orbit. The Elves, which were like those in ancient Earth's fantasy novels, read their tomes and researched to find out what this massive metal structure in the sky could be. They speculated it could be a vessel for the Spirits, finally arriving on the physical plane. Other's believed it could be a new form of magic that someone far off had perfected. The Naturan, a race of tribal, humanoid animals, simply looked on in curiosity. Were they gods? Were they benevolent or cruel? While the two races argued over what it was, the humans came down in small drop ships. This is where they story of humanity begins anew, alongside the two races of Neryas.
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Humans: The current humans have abandoned the use of firearms and have instead taken to the use of melee weapons, such as blades. On their ship, the human crew consists of engineers, scientists, and a defense force who resolves disputes through diplomacy or violence in extreme situations. Their leader is as old as their journey, having frozen himself in cryosleep and hooked his mind to the ship's mainframe, essentially becoming the ship. He can even communicate with the crew through communicators. Other than the captain, the rest of the humans have no idea what living on a planet is like other than what they've read in old books are watched on recordings. The humans on the ship are varied, as their ancestors hailed from different regions of Earth. Despite their situation, they still have a solid educational system for their children, teaching them language and the essentials needed to function in the future.
Elves: The elven civilization has two distinct civilizations around Neryas. One is grandeur and elegant, with towering marble statues and heavily artistic architecture. White and gold seem to be the most common colors used in architecture. Their buildings are often shaped with rounded archways for doors, a large dome at the top, or maybe even a spire, the latter especially true for cathedrals and other places to worship the spirits. Fine art and sculptures are the artistic choice of the city elves. Grand statues and finely designed paintings are the common works one will find in their cities. Their religion focuses on the worship of spirits, celestial beings that are said to watch over all of Neryas. Who the spirits are is left up to the interpretation of different cultures. Their weaponry, when they’re not using magic, consists of slim, long blades similar to rapiers, sabers, and epees. These weapons may be pretty to look at, but they’re efficient in combat. Their magic is primarily control of the elements, shielding magic, and life magic. Life magic is extremely difficult to use as it draws on the life energy of the caster. There is also no known spell to bring someone back from the dead.
The other group of elves is more akin to wood elves, living amongst nature and making sure their interference does nothing to harm it. Their buildings perfectly compliment their area, making it difficult for outsiders to even realize where the cities are. They’re nestled around or in the trees, and their people worship the nature spirits, who in turn give them a good hunt. With their lifestyle, they are more likely to get along with the Naturan than the city elves. Their artwork consists of clay and practical wares, not gaudy statues. They prefer to leave that to the city elves. These works again help strengthen the relationship between them and the Naturan due to trade. The Wood Elves also worship the spirits, but mostly those governing nature and natural order. Their weapons consist of bows and daggers, but they are capable of harnessing magic as well, but not as efficiently as the city elves.
Both cultures of elf are tall and slender and are known to being very polite and courteous. However, some have a tendency of being extremely pompous and get insulted when one points out a mistake. That is an extreme example though. City Elves usually take on an artistic career or hobby, such as painting, sculpting, or architecture. One of the most important days of the year to the elves, city elves in particular, is what is known as the Day of the First Spark. This was the historical moment when elven kind first tapped into the phenomenon known as magic, which was a major turning point in their cultural development. They spend this day to give thanks to those who discovered magic, whose names are lost to history. As such, they are called The Ideal, as they are who every elf tries to become one day. They set up events, activities, and use their magic to create spectacular shows of wonder to captivate and remind their people what magic has done for their culture. Wood Elves celebrate this day as well, but not to the same extent. They're more subdued and subtle. They gather flowers and artifacts to pray to and give thanks. This lasts only one night as apposed to about a week.
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Naturan: The Naturan live in a tribal community most of the time, though there have been rumors of them creating permanent settlements lately. These supposed cities tend to be near rivers and river valleys. There are still some semi-nomadic Naturan clans that live in plains and forests. Their artwork primarily consists of carvings, trinkets and paintings, the style of which varies from realism to abstract. Their weaponry consists primarily of axes, clubs, spears, and are slightly proficient in the use of bows. However, their natural curiosity allows them to learn other skills. They can learn magic, but mostly magic pertaining to nature, such as control over plant-life and the earth.
The Naturan are physically fit and most are expert fighters as well as hunters. The Naturan celebrate grand hunts several times a year. Their best hunters go out and kill the largest prey they can find and compare it to other hunters. The winner gets a bounty of food and the honor of being celebrated for the next few days as a hero. They also participate in annual tournaments to see who's the strongest. They take pride in their strength and live by a code of honor. As such, Naturan always repay their debts and are likely to pledge their lives to those who save theirs. Arguably the most interesting aspect of their culture is their tradition known as the Dance of Scattered Blossoms. This is a Spring event where Naturan throw petals into the air and dance as the wind blows the petals away. It is common for marriages to be planned for these days, as the flying flower petals symbolize a couple's new journey together. This symbolism is thought to bring good luck to the newly weds.
When they come of age, Naturan go through what is known as The Rite of Transformation. This ceremony typically occurs when a Naturan reaches the age of 18. By connecting to the world on a spiritual level, the Naturan can learn to transform into a large, feral version of their animal. It's very exhausting to use, so it's mostly saved as a last resort. Some clans at war, however, use transformed Naturan as the vanguards in battle. It has other uses as well, such as moving items that are usually too heavy for one person to move.
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Magic: Magic is a strange power found on Neryas. It allows the trained to control the elements and the very earth itself. However, without a catalyst, such as a specially made sword, a tome, gauntlets, or other items, magic has the potential to backfire on the user with varying severity. All across the planet is an unseen web of energy that allows the use of magic. One's natural talent in magic is determined at birth, depending on how much energy currently resides in the air. However, this does not mean they are prodigies if they are born at the right time. All practitioners of magic require much training to take advantage of their power.
(More Lore will be added periodically.)
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"Mama, please... please don't go away." She whispered quietly, speaking to Niala.
Alex listened to Connor's words, amazed he could form such a coherent sentence. He sighed, pondering if this was a good idea "Niala, if we agree to help, we could be getting involved in something big. We're getting involved with the natives here and that could bite us in the ass one day. On the other hand it could give us better relations with them. You seem pretty close to the kid now, so...I think you should make the decision if this is the right thing to do or not."
She sighed, petting Fleur's hair. She tapped the tablet before saying in simple terms. "Fleur, Connor, Nia, Brullen. All stay. Protect all. Talk. Learn. Then, fight." The tablet took and spat out most of the words in Naturan, helped along by a couple of hand gestures by Nia.
Alex was setting up a fence with some of the others. One of them asks if Niala will be okay with the Naturans. "Yeah, she's fine. They haven't done anything to hurt us yet, and she can handle herself. She's probably the best fighter in the combat sims back on the Ambition, even better than me." he said humbly.
The setting changes from Northern Plains of Beginnings to Ifanriel
"Yelin! Could you go get some supplies please?" A familiar voice called out to him. He turned to face them after leaning against a tree outside for the past half an hour, admiring his home. It was who he saw as a mother figure to him, he gave her a firm nod and was off. "Be safe! Don't get back too late!" Even though he was old enough to take care of himself, she still worried about his safety, which felt nice to be cared about.
The male Elf wandered through the forest area of the outer sides of the city then decided it was time to actually do what he was asked to do and not waste anymore time. The docks for the ferry wasn't too crowded, not as crowded as it would get for the other higher class city elven area. He casually hopped on the ferry and noticed a few kids staring at him in awe, he glanced at them; startled they quickly looked away and his eyes returned to the view in front of him. He was used to being stared at, he looked much different from the other Wood Elves, and most of them knew his name because of this, he could see the curiosity in their eyes each time they stared at him, they wanted to ask many questions but someone like him, armed with weapons, known for using a little magic, and always lightly armored and never smiling, he didn't look very approachable.
Why was he going by ferry? Yelin wanted to visit the Grove of Spirits, it was a place he found himself deeply connected to and it felt strangely familiar. So that was where he was headed, it wasn't too far and he would make it back in time before dark, just a quick visit then he'll get the supplies, which was no biggie for him.
The setting changes from Ifanriel to Northern Plains of Beginnings
Alex was on the outer parts of the base, setting up a sort of early warning system that uses sonar to detect possible threats and can be viewed at all times from any PDA "That reminds me...I left mine of the ship. Oops." he said. He just shrugged it off and continued placing the sonar detectors in the area.
Some amongst the clan had foolishly suggested that they were spirits, but he could tell that was not the case. Whatever they were, they were foreign to him, something he had never encountered before. That they had seemingly taken Connor and the girl under their wing perplexed him, but reassured him that their intentions were not wholly hostile. Unless, of course, they had taken them for reasons less benevolent than he thought.
Kyran had had limited interactions with Connor in the slightly older Naturan's time with his clan, but had held more respect for him than many of the others. He had always been amiable in their interactions, but in hindsight, he had paid far too little attention to his plight. He ought to have intervened in the way the others of the clan treated him. He had to hope that it was not too little and too late to make reparations now. Whoever his new companions were, they had proven formiddable. Any open conflict would doubtless be bloody and costly.
He was content to simply observe for the moment. If he could catch Connor alone, he would see if he could speak with him about these foreign people and what they wanted, but he wanted more information before he acted in any other way. Time would provide him with that, if he was lucky. Time, and patience.
Inside were rows of cots, each with a standard pillow and blanket. Niala claimed one, allowing Connor to take a corner cot so that he'd feel safer. "As for magic, I guess we've made up for it through years of ingenuity and invention. You use magic to lift a rock, we build a machine to lift a rock. You loose a digit or two in battle. You use magic to heal it or make a new one, we replace it with machine." With this she pulled off her right and then left gloves, revealing her natural hand and the cybernetic replacement. She shrugged, nonchalant despite the somewhat unsettling fact that she wasn't completely there. "There's a quote from many many generations ago, back on my home world. What was it… ah 'It's only magic until you understand how it works, and then it is science.' or something like that." She shrugged, leaving her hands out for inspection.
Connor left the tent and looked around. Earlier he felt as though someone was watching him, which made him feel uneasy. Alex sees him head towards the edge of camp. He assumed it wasn't too important and walked into the tent. Seeing Niala with Fleur, he couldn't help but laugh a little "Look who's suddenly a mother." he says as he takes a cot next to them. "The perimeter is secured and we have an early warning system set up. Nothing should be able to get the drop on us, hopefully. Still gotta get my PDA from the ship. I'll take care of that tomorrow." he says. He notices that Niala removed her gloves "How'd Connor react to the arm? I doubt people here are used to seeing metal body parts."
Meanwhile, Connor ran towards the hill Kyran was watching him from. Scaling it, he stood at the top, feeling a little uneasy. He didn't know who could be here...a scout from the village? A fighter here to capture or kill him and Fleur? He kept a steady stance, making sure he was ready for whatever might happen. "If anyone's out there...come out now and speak. I would rather not fight."
He cast his eyes down past Connor and to the camp below, "Who are these people, Connor? And what do they want? I understand that they are protecting you, but that will not be the only reason they came here. The clan is concerned, to put it lightly."
His smile faded as they moved back onto more current matters. "No magic, and yet..?" he repeated with a frown, "It's difficult to believe that. Even with magic, I can't see us managing something like that. What have they been asking you? Are you sure you're safe with them?"
Kyran's expression became sourer as Connor went on, "I know that there are those in the clan who have mistreated you, Connor. And I'm sorry. If I had been more aware... well, I should have been, but it's too late for me to try and take it back now. But there are others as well, innocents -- children. If these people are a threat to us you have a duty to tell me. Not for me, not for the Chief, but for them."
He sighed, resting his hand on his forehead. "Be careful, Connor. A bloodthirsty and foolhardy leader he might be, but the chief is a formiddable warrior. There's a reason he's still the chief. I don't want you to get yourself killed."
Alex laughed at Fleur's reaction to the tablet. He picked it up and pressed the translation icon "It isn't gonna hurt you, kid. You just turned off the translation on accident. I know you asked for her name, but I might as well introduce myself. I'm Alexander Maximus Brullen. You can just call me Alex." he says, grinning his usual grin. He gives the tablet back to Niala. "Well? The little lady asked for your name. I'm sure you said before, but the poor girl was probably addled with fear at that point to really get it."
Sighing, he shook his head. "I failed the both of you. And I'm sorry. But I don't want you to get yourself hurt. I don't doubt you are a capable warrior, but the Chief is ... a lot more experienced. And he's gone through the Rite of Transformation. You would scarcely stand a chance. If anyone should be challenging him, it should be ... well, someone else."
The word 'me' hung unspoken in the air where Kyran had bitten it back. He did not think that it was his place as a mystic to take such a step. But if Connor was otherwise going to... "Let me speak to him. We might still be able to solve this without bloodshed. If not, then..."
Kyran sighed again. "If it should come down to it, I will stand at your side. Not his. But please reconsider challenging him to a duel yourself. I don't want to see you hurt without need."
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Strength is everything.
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The mystic with a gentle heart, and a bite far worse than his bark.
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"I'm a bit busy..."
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"May the spirits of Nature be your guides and protectors."
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"Well-a-day, stars and code, that's all I need."
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Dutch geneticist with an insatiable thirst for knowledge
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"Ah, solid ground for the first time...let's try not to mess this one up, alright?"
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Alexander Maximus Brullen
"Ah, solid ground for the first time...let's try not to mess this one up, alright?"
Niala Callaghan
"Well-a-day, stars and code, that's all I need."
Kyran Ethellion
The mystic with a gentle heart, and a bite far worse than his bark.
Chief Goliath
Strength is everything.
Yelin Lothren
"I'm a bit busy..."
Illianmara Ravenswing
"May the spirits of Nature be your guides and protectors."
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Dutch geneticist with an insatiable thirst for knowledge
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Dutch geneticist with an insatiable thirst for knowledge
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The mystic with a gentle heart, and a bite far worse than his bark.
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"Well-a-day, stars and code, that's all I need."
Chief Goliath
Strength is everything.
Yelin Lothren
"I'm a bit busy..."
Illianmara Ravenswing
"May the spirits of Nature be your guides and protectors."
Alexander Maximus Brullen
"Ah, solid ground for the first time...let's try not to mess this one up, alright?"
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