[MP Game] The Eye of Chaos

[alexti]

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The Beginning of the Scouring

The murmurs died down as Aeschines raised his hand, restless whispers were muted as the grand orator spoke once more.

"Thus it was that Zenophon gathered the legions of the past and set them to scouring the land surrounding the black citadel for what he called 'the source'. Suleiman, Judge of the Fourth Circut commanded the legions and they spread across the land as a plague. Hamlets and hovels were torn and burned while the land sickened and died under that march while animals fled from the corrupting land. The echoes of hollow metal rung loud as church bells at the tide of the past and Zenophon laughed.

As Suleiman reached the borders of the land he was approached by an emmissary. A native dressed in brightly colored feathers and furs stepped nervously to the cold calm of the Judge.

"I ... I bring word from Hannibal, War Chief of the Two Tusk clan. Outsiders you are, as many before. He offers the strength of the Two Tusk clan in trade."

So it was that the native as taken by Suleiman under pain of death to the black citadel and brought before the icy halls of Zenophon. There the native spoke again his offer, though he was but a whisper in that place and Zenophon studied the man.

"You may tell your War Chief this, I will spare his village the anguish of long death if he brings his men to my call. If not, his people will suffer where he does not."

And the native trembled and fled, the cold grip of death not far behind chasing him from the land and to his War Chief.

And it came to pass that Hannibal fled the terror of my Emperor and found solace in the hands of the giantkin. Suleiman marked his judgement as death on the great scales and vowed that if ever in his grip, the War Chief would regret his choice of his skin over his people.

Thus Suleiman was sent to the native village and it was claimed and pillaged, it's blood fed to the earth and not a single soul was spared. And still the source evaded Zenophon and his ire was greatened."

[ January 20, 2004, 06:28: Message edited by: Zen ]

[alexti]

In the first month of The Ascension Wars Queen Fyllia has gathered Jotun leaders to hold a council. Day and night the talk was going, this plan and that were considered and finally Mimer the Scout was announced a prophet. Fres the Herse was sent to go over the land of Jotuns gathering people and gold. And was his success of heroic proportions. On the same day Queen Fyllia requested to find and bring to the army the furry beasts of immensed size. And went scouts all over the land of Jotun looking for the Mammoths. But Mammoths were no more. And were coming scouts one after another to report their failure. And would all efforts fail if not for Hgne the Joker who has recruited a bunch of elephants and covered them in wolf skins.

[aldin]

Pug descended into the mountain, past the armories into the Great Forge. An empty pedestal stood in the center, surrounded by a grand display of the finest metal-working tools he had ever seen. It was time. He placed his anvil upon the pedestal and gathered up the metals and gems of earth with which to create his blade. A month it took, of heavy fires, poundings and quenchings - and when he was done he raised up his sword, Shard, and declared it good.

~Aldin

[alexti]

In the second month of The Ascension Wars the newly acquired mammoths started getting sick and that's when Hgne's trick came out. So it was decided to send elephants immediately in a search of warmer lands with a mission to recruite new subjects for the Queen Fyllia. The path was hard and broken and it was a long while until the group has arrived in the valley high in the mountains. There they witnessed the horrible picture of a band of undead terrifying the small local village. In the glorious battle Jotun army triumphed over the undead and all 520 grateful villagers decided to subject themselves to the rule of Queen Fyllia. Thus, the quest for glory has begun.

[Truper]

Word travels fast among practitioners of the Arcane. When Yu-huang let it be known that he would open the Heavenly Gate so that adepts of barbarian race might learn the Way, the response was so quick that it could only be called magical. Obscuro, the Hidden Master, revealed himself before the Gate, and was admitted. Soon an old man alone upon a donkey was seen riding toward the Celestial City. This proved to be none other than Dagan, the Renegade Sage. From what land he had come he would not say, but he too sought admittance to the Heavenly Gate, and it was granted. He came not only to learn, but also to teach. Woe to those who would challenge the ascendency of Yu-huang, for the lore of T'ien C'hi grows by the day, and they shall meet adepts of power, that will scatter their armies like chaff in the wind!