The Second Founding

[Valannor 6345]

 

 

[!] The following is not common knowledge in roleplay, and known only to the Fifth Synod and those present at the events detailed herein. 

 

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Within the depths of a sullen trench within the Tomblands, a titanic quake was heard. Stone was rent asunder, formerly tall and proud. A throne, broken.

 

Before a bedamned host, a flaming Lord would fall and kneel - begging the forgiveness of those they had wronged in their iron-fisted tyranny. A crown, broken. 

 

A host of loyal spirits, bound in servitude, would be met by an empyreal lord. Chain and collar fell to the floor, the locks shattered and servitude lifted. The chains, broken. 

 

A Herald of Flame returned, and in his wake followed the promise of ancient lore once left buried - to be preached and scribed anew. Ignorance, broken.

 

 

What befell the Fifth Synod of the Occult was a grandiose rebirth; the failures of yester-year buried in a grave, the shackles of slavery rent asunder. The Second Founding of the Fifth Synod was at hand; and in this, it would either perish as all before it had, or manifest the destiny so long foretold by the ancients. 

[TheWhiteWolf 1028]

The Barrowlord of the Fog prostrated themselves before the Fifth Synod, this singular act heralding a change long overdue. With resounding thuds echoing about those decrepit halls was Astarks throne brought low to rubble, no longer would they walk as a Tyrant but instead as the Shepard of Shepards they were meant to be.

[lemonke 1873]

The Penitent One, The Banished dwelled in the lands of crimson, her gaze sometimes falling upon the statue of the humbled one. There were many ponder on what would come next; If the synod was truly ready to flourish into a greater path of freedom or fall forevermore of their old habits. It was a story to behold for sure, a story... a tale she was ready to write and be present within.