This is an RP by me, Onime, and some of you may recognize my name from the long history the two communities of "the Exiles" and "the Wargamers" have had. I'd like to post some things about this RP here and invite anyone who wants to come join it to please do so.
Before the first man took his first breath, the cloud that was the universe left Siomn's lips. The cloud was dark, so Siomn breathed a sword, and called him Ifl'Mune, "the sword of one's breath." Ifl'Mune cut through the darkness, and through the tears in the cloud came the Vesper, Siomn's first children, the beings of light. The Vesper created a path through the cloud so that Siomn could look upon the world he had created, which had been shrouded until this moment by the darkness. He gazed upon the world and breathed life into it, and then as he looked down at the beauty of all that he had done he sighed in content. To his surprise, from this sigh another creature was born. And so it was that Man was placed upon the world that Siomn had breathed.
But the clouds of darkness pressed in upon the world from all sides, so the Vesper stood guard while Ifl'Mune raised his sword against the darkness time and time again. One day Ifl'Mune sought to reach the heart of the darkness and destroy it forever. He disappeared into the clouds...and never returned.
Siomn grieved for his lost sword, the blade that he had put his soul into making. But, after a long while, the sword did return...but the breath that had given him form had turned rotten and foul. The sword then turned his edge against Siomn and the Vesper, and the world they had created, with Man still in His infancy. He had brought with him the power of the Dark, and it had changed him.
"The Darkness has no heart! It needs no breath! It cannot die! It will consume all--even you, fool Siomn!" yelled the being that had once been the sword of Siomn's breath. Now he would be called Ticah-Mune, the "Despicable Sword."
Light and Darkness battled above the world of Man, and the blood of the Vesper and the Dark rained upon man, churning his water and soaking his land. Soon man found that the Blood of the Greater Beings held power beyond their imagination, and they called it Magic. But the blood of Light and Dark had been mixed, and carried a terrible taint.
With the power of Magic, man built great cities and performed incredible feats. But soon the Dark took their hearts, and they began to fight bitterly among their brothers. The Vesper, embroiled in their battle against Ticah-Mune and the Dark, could not help them. While the war above raged in the Greater Time of the Vesper, three ages of Man's Time passed, and their world was torn asunder again and again. These were the Three Mystic Wars, which destroyed Man's Past and buried it.
Siomn could not bear to watch Man's plight, and thus he descended from the heavens and gave to them One Hundred Swords of Breath, which like the cloud of one's breath could swirl and change their shapes. With the One Hundred Shape Changing Swords, the "Silvarnen-shinta," Man was given a task by Siomn--to undo the damage that magic had wrought and cleanse the Taint of Dark Blood from their world. But Ticah-Mune, ever hateful of his own creator, saw in this a new opportunity, and thus he continues to breathe his rotten, evil whispers into the ears of man...
Background and Story Information:
The Golden Order, those ordained by the god of this world to hold the sacred Silvarnen-shinta, seek to destroy the tainted magic once used by their forebears to destroy the world. However, much time has passed since the swords were first given to man. Some have been lost, their wielders slain or taken by the foul words of Ticah-Mune, and some await a new hand to bring them down against evil.
In the past of this world, Man used Magic to wage three Mystic Wars. These wars caused incredible changes to the landscape and destroyed entire civilizations. They also gave birth to the Hellions.
Hellions are artificial life forms made with the power of magic. They were meant to be used as weapons, and their summoners and creators fueled them with the power of magic. However, with the end of the last Mystic War and with Siomn's intervention, Magic no longer exists in this world. Without it to sustain them, the Hellions were forced by their primitive artificial minds to seek a new form of energy--the "breath of life," that is, the energy possessed by living things. Thus wherever they go, they drain the nutrients from the soil and kill the plants, devouring the animals and even the people that get in their way. However, they have no digestive system like an organic creature, and they were not meant to feed on this source. Thus they have changed and become black, rotten creatures filled with stinking pus and bloated with rancid flesh and congealed blood. Yet they maintain their original purpose as weapons, and thus they are a threat two fold. If allowed to roam the land freely, they will reduce lush forests to sandy wastelands and destroy all life as we know it.
Thus, the Golden Order must:
Find the Sacred Swords that have been lost
Destroy the Hellions
Investigate the ancient secrets of the past that were buried by the Mystic Wars, in order to ensure that history does not repeat itself, and finally;
To Protect the people and do Siomn's will.
In order to fulfill these tenets, the Golden Order seeks new blood. That is where you, the player, come in.
Our story begins as the Golden Order sends agents to every corner of the land seeking apprentices to be brought into the fold--and of course, those who wish may also seek the home of the Order by themselves, provided they can make the difficult journey.
However, within the Order, there are those who have been ensnared by the dark promises of power...
If you would like to join this RP, it can be found here: http://s13.zetaboards.com/The_Lost_Sanctum/topic/6888613/1/#new
Bumping this cause it's better than BO's topic.
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