Post by Sara Cromwell on Dec 2, 2008 22:48:41 GMT -5
``Chosen Paths
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,,,,[/size][/center]Legend has it that three crystals lie atop the there highest mountains in the land. These crystals are known to have extraordinary powers. They’re said to have been crafted by the gods, when they were cast from their noble thrown. Only one stone has been recovered by the kingdom of Dementia, who used it for evil instead of good. The stone burnt through forest lands, killing those who stood in the way of the noble king. A king like a god is a scary thing. War raged between the kingdoms, the elves, witches and magical beings fought over land. They fought with each other. They fought with Dementia. The royal army of Amaria failed to act soon enough. Their war happened soon enough. The royal army, tried their best to fight off the horde of demons and werewolves, but it was an ill attempt.
Dementia pushed through, and some say, opened the gates to hell itself. In an attempt to rival Dementia, Amaria went to seek the other stones. Another was recovered and the playing fields were even. But both powers were corrupted. They both would soon seek the destruction of magical beings from the land. This was until the stones themselves disappeared once more. Years went by and peace settled in the villages, cities and towns. That was to say, until the third crystal was found by a farm boy up in the mountains. Scared that it may be used again for evil, the boy hid it underneath the hay, and did not speak of it. But the witches knew. They came to the farm to protect it. They worried for their kind, when others would use it to corrupt to win over the land.
The witches took the ancient stone and fled the farm. The boy, who was scared it was a thief, reported it to the noble men of Amaria. This was a terrible mistake. News of the third stone brought soldiers to hunt for it, and kings to want it. Meade halls roared about it. But nobody found it. Nobody saw the stone. Now, it is a search for this last artifact, for whoever holds it in their possession has the power to resurrect hell, and bring a plague across the lands. Once the others found out they were furious. Now it is the year 2010 A.T (Amaria Time) and the war is quiet but present. The vampires want it to protect themselves from the werewolves, as they are in a war with them. The Werewolves would like the crystals so they can once become human. Although the different race have different reasons, the humans are in it too. Some want to rule over all creatures, some just want to keep it away. Now, I must ask, where do you fit in on this story? Are you the farm boy? Or the band of witches? Maybe you’re the demons waiting in their cage to fight once again. Whoever you are, you’re welcome here.
Dementia pushed through, and some say, opened the gates to hell itself. In an attempt to rival Dementia, Amaria went to seek the other stones. Another was recovered and the playing fields were even. But both powers were corrupted. They both would soon seek the destruction of magical beings from the land. This was until the stones themselves disappeared once more. Years went by and peace settled in the villages, cities and towns. That was to say, until the third crystal was found by a farm boy up in the mountains. Scared that it may be used again for evil, the boy hid it underneath the hay, and did not speak of it. But the witches knew. They came to the farm to protect it. They worried for their kind, when others would use it to corrupt to win over the land.
The witches took the ancient stone and fled the farm. The boy, who was scared it was a thief, reported it to the noble men of Amaria. This was a terrible mistake. News of the third stone brought soldiers to hunt for it, and kings to want it. Meade halls roared about it. But nobody found it. Nobody saw the stone. Now, it is a search for this last artifact, for whoever holds it in their possession has the power to resurrect hell, and bring a plague across the lands. Once the others found out they were furious. Now it is the year 2010 A.T (Amaria Time) and the war is quiet but present. The vampires want it to protect themselves from the werewolves, as they are in a war with them. The Werewolves would like the crystals so they can once become human. Although the different race have different reasons, the humans are in it too. Some want to rule over all creatures, some just want to keep it away. Now, I must ask, where do you fit in on this story? Are you the farm boy? Or the band of witches? Maybe you’re the demons waiting in their cage to fight once again. Whoever you are, you’re welcome here.
