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The Coming of Purity [Player event series]

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The Coming of Purity

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[!] In the far southwestern reaches of Braevos lies a rotting swamp, brimming with decayed flora and brillant Fauna of all sorts. Occult sites, strange villages, a Voidal heath and other abominations stain the land, giving quarter to the various forces of darkness to operate isolated in the backwater biome. 

 

But just beyond the mountain reaches of Koyo-Kuni where Rah’tuma sits looking over the swamps lies a different scene. A small patch of land was wrested from the decay of the swamp and converted into a domain of pure white sands. In the middle of the land rests a spiritually created Oasis, upon which sits a quartz shrine to the great spirit Hesthor. The shrine is scrawled over with Rah’mun hieroglyphics and various Old Blah devotions to the great Purifier. Echoes of Old Blah musings directly from the spirit realm surround the blessed sight, further adding to its extravagence.

 

The quartz pillars of the shrine have small murals upon them, depicting a prophecy of silver-white river washing into Aevos, drowning numerous impure forces such as Dragons, necromancers, demons, foul sorcerers, all depicted in Rah’mun style.

 

The shrine itself faces another holy sight: a set of four Ankh crosses, representing the Rah’mun faith’s view of life, sit upon the formerly dirtied river, gleaming with jewels and natural light. The waters themselves, formerly dirtied by the decay of the swamps, brim with natural purity, blue and sparkling, not an inch of filth to be found.

 

The entire area gleams with an otherworldly quality, holding both a promise and a vision of the kind of world that is possible: one free from the machinations of Isfet (darkspawn), disease, sickness, or foul practices where the world bows to will of the Spirits.

 

That world, prophesied in mighty Rah’mun canons, was dawning now in the most unlikeliest places. Nothing would stop it.

 

The coming of the Great River is certain. 

 

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Hello all! This post marks the beginning of a shaman player led event series revolving around the western swamps of Aevos. The event was initiated by using a shaman ritual to transform part of the land, and will include adventure, encounters with creatures, discovery, further expansions into the swamp and other events that will ultimately culminate in the filing of a Shaman MART. If you are interested in getting involved in shamanism with Egyptian characteristics, or rping in this eventline in general, join our Discord below!

 

If you want to play an antagonist role to our group, that is also a possibility!

 

https://discord.gg/xSfmUxGzRv

 

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PURGE THE UNCLEAN! 

 

-Emony 

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News of this did reach a certain Rah'mun elf that has been missing for quite some time, how the news reached him, one can only wonder. However, Kyro felt a sense of pride in his people's work in the swamps and expected it to continue.

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A soft smile permeated the stoic continence of the Blessed Maehr, Elahern Tal, as he read the missive that had been delivered to him despite being entrenched with his men on one of many battlefields within Kemet-Taw. His mind filled with depictions of the coming of the Great River. Whether these mental images were daydreaming or insight into the future, the Vizier would see that it came into fruition.

”The time of Isfet and his wretched ilk shall come to an end soon, come what may!” The Tal said to himself as he rose and drew his starforged sword of Daemonsteel, leaving the safety of a sandstone bunker to rally and uplift his forces with the blessings of the Gods.

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