The Day Draws Near

[Ambduscias 1028]

 

 
    At the heart of the Karak Har-Daen mountains, there beats a heart. It was one that needed to pulse for many; a veritable sea of bodies, alive and thronging within its confines, toiled through day and night. The passage of the bright light in the sky failed to serve as discouragement, for lack of its recognition. Not even the rare living among them knew the cycle of days, for so great was the revelry and celebration within its confines. Day in and day out, countless sacrifices were brought before the rune-carved walls and fed; their flesh turned into clay, their Genus turned to fuel for the great ritual that would come.

 

   The rest of the world suffered myriad losses for the decadent celebrations of the masters of its domain. It seemed as if entire villages might disappear in the darkest hours of the night without so much as a scream to herald their passing, only to be returned to the world in the hours of the morning; of course, the difference would be their lack of a pulse. These men were turned into animals and given a singular drive; they were to kill, collect, and return. Such was the way of the bleak, weary-eyed Necromancer whom’d meticulously toiled over the walls of the cavern, carving dark runes into stone.

 

    Now, those corpses piled high saw the culmination of the process. They very stone and earth was beset with a horrific taint; it scoured the very roots of the world, underscoring the mountain range with signs of rot. Earth split, crops died, and the tunnels underwriting much of the heartlands writhed with newfound life; only some of which possessed the required sapience with which to be aware of its purpose. 

 

    Meanwhile, not all was joy and celebration; in the bowls of the mountain, riders were christened. Anointed in blood, ancient warriors of note were risen under the guise of Jacque de Felsen’s leadership. Many were heroes of the Coalition Wars, the same in which the first Empire was broken apart and shattered to the wind in many pieces; some were far, far older than their masters, stretching back countless years to times and wars forgotten by the common man.

    These men were given a new order, pertinent to the struggles of their Master. A final, necessary step in his ascension.

 

    “My sons! Go forth! Bring me the greatest Magi in the land; my transformation nears, and I will desire their power when I am to ascend.”

 

 

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If anyone has some (for any reason) notable historical character that they'd be interested in the return of for antagonistic, non-casual reasons, feel free to give me a shout via this thread or a PM. 

    
 

[OzYmandi 647]

Ratko turns to his master... and sighs.

 

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Gothâr'Ruk, a dark shaman, is eager to find wherever the source of this is.

[HurferDurfer1 2978]

Coltaine Wick of House Wick of the Clan Wick of the Line of Wick of the Ancestry of Wick, who is without a doubt the strongest mage in all the worlds known and unknown, goes on unaware of all this nonsense cause i mean, how would he know???

[Lhindir_ 3691]

Lhindir rolls in Avenel's void satchel

[Balthasar 2497]

(what would you consider to be a historical character?)

[Ambduscias 1028]

On 12/30/2017 at 9:29 PM, Balthasar said:

(what would you consider to be a historical character?)

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(( any character party to a significant war in the past or the management of a nation/duchy so forth. feel free to shoot me a PM if you're interested.

[JEEGK 1367]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it.