A History of Perpetuality

[Evilhomer]

Month of high harvest, in the second year of the pretender wars

Great kings and queens in the land of perpetuality. I am but a humble and old priest living in an coastal province long forgotten by the people of the mainlands, and now i must write to you to warn you of some of the horrors I have seen crawl from the seas after the sun sets. They seem to be part fish and part something more demonic and alien, clearly showing some higher intelligence as they chatter among themself in their outwordly tongue. As to what their intent is i cannot say, but people has been starting to dissapear along the coastline. A great deal of people has started to ramble about distant stars and about deities of horror long forgotten.

Now as i walk along the beach i cannot think of the deep sea without shuddering at the nameless things that may at this very moment be crawling and floundering on its slimy bed, worshipping their ancient stone idols and carving their own detestable likenesses on submarine obelisks of water-soaked granite. I dream of a day when they may rise above the billows to drag down in their reeking talons the remnants of puny, war-exhausted mankind -- of a day when the land shall sink, and the dark ocean floor shall ascend amidst universal pandemonium. I urge you good kings and queens, do not take my words lightly, this matter is of grave importance and may be a threat to us all. I will continue to investigate this matter and will give an update the next fortnight.

[BigDisAwesome]

spot reserved for EA Helheim

[CelestialGoblyn]

In the northern mountains, amongst ancient forests, in dark valleys lie the lands of Ulm. It is not a land I would advise you to ever visit, unless fate itself forces you to seek something from the strange people who live there.

There is howling at night that is more fearsome than that of great dire wolves.

There is tyranny greater than that of burgemeister who sentences a widow to death, deaf at cries of her children.

There is arcane knowledge that even Dark Priests fear to ponder and pretend it does not exist.

There is greed more inhuman than that of bandits who kill a traveller to take his money pouch.

That of a vampire.

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No one knows who is the real ruler of Ulm. Burgemeisters and nobles have power, but they fear the iron cult and their inquisitors. The iron cult is said to be manipulated by dark forces, for they allow vampires and demons to stalk the populace. Even the vampires are not the rulers, even they fear someone. Some say there's a brotherhood of humans that manipulates vampires like puppets...

Regardless of that, early history of Ulm is one of brutal military conquest. Grim-faced soldiers march into sorrounding baronies and take control. Rulers have to swear loyality to Ulm or die. Who do they really swear loyalty to, they don't know.

Later, the borders of Ulm meet with the wild Sauromatians in the east, cold-blooded lizadrmen in the south and winged people in the west.

[Hadrian_II]

Here begins the tale of MA Pangaea.

We have been slowly conquering the surrounding barbarians to bring them the wisdom and power of the Forest. Soon we met neighbours on every border, two of them MA Oceania and Tir na n'Og soon entered NAPs with us, and only our third neighbour Sauromantia decided to cause trouble.

At first they accepted our NAP but soon after they raided a province of ours. As we are peaceful people the council of pans decided to let the barbarians have their prize, but this statement caused heavy riots in the Satyr population, and so we conquered the province back. After that an emissary from Sauromantia has arriven, whining about our so called 'ruthless' actions, this action of cowardice caused the noble nation of Pangaea to revoke the NAP, and 3 Months later a Pangean army entered the enemy lands.

Pangaea is sure to win the battle against the cowards, our vanguard is proposed to reach the enemys capital in 2 months. But pangaea is also prepared for a longer war that will grind the foul empire of Sauromantia slowly to dust.

The Sauromantian war and the fall of Tir na n'Og

As predicted, our vanguard arrived at sauromantias Castle very early but was repelled after a short siege. After that, like vultures, MA Ctis and LA Ulm also invaded Sauromantia and captured the rest of his provinces, as our main army was too far away, we had no choice, but to let them have their way. They soon sieged the sauromantian capital, but sauromantia decided not to defend itself, but to attack us. Sauromantia put all his forces in just one big army, and began to march against our mainland. They defeated an army of ours in a big battle, but their victory was just phirric, as they lost theyr god, all the hydras half the mages and almost all meelee forces. The next army of Pangea had just to attack and kill the last few survivors.

Before Sauromantia was defeated a big alliance of MA Oceania, LA Atlantis, LA Man and Lanka anhillated our neighbour Tir na n'Og in just one turn of decisive battles and after the Leadership of Tir na n'Og stepped down, pangean forces where also able to get some of the now unclaimed provinces.

Since then Pangea had a period of peace and prosperity, our forges where build and running, the recruitment of Centaurs is also proceeding as planned, and we have NAPs with every nation bordering us and as this lines are written, an army of Centaurs is entering the sea to conquer a population of tritons, that was annoying us for quite a long time.

[HoneyBadger]

Reserved for Niefelheim.

Violators will be violated in the most squamous of ways.

[Salamander8]

In a time so long ago that the human mind can barely grasp such a concept, a race of near-omnipotent beings evolved on the planet Xoth. They used their fearsome powers to erect non-Euclidean cities of basalt and non-terrene materials and also to contact bizarre entities through the void itself.

Their own almost limitless power would be the undoing of dread Xoth. In an attempt to call Azathoth through the void to annihilate their enemies, they instead caused a chain-reaction in the very firmament itself. This in turn sundered Xoth into many fragments. One such fragment fell through the stars for eons. It finally came screaming on a world and plunged into a deep rift in the sea. The survivors proceeded to rebuild what they had lost, but their own ruler, the void lurker known as: Shubburath;King of Kings, Lord of Men's Folly, the Prince of Rain, had it's consciousness set adrift by the sundering. And while even in it's dormant state it was able to project it's near divine authority to their new capital of R'Lyeh, the most powerful Starspawns worked feverishly to return their god to the waking world.

In Shubburath's absence, the prophet T'Yogh has taken control of the forces of R'Lyeh. These forces are not just from the city of R'Lyeh, but also mind-numbing terrors from beyond the void itself. Mere glances at such bizarre horrors can drive men insane.

Ia! Shubburath Ftagn!

Shubburath shall break free when the stars are right. And madness and horror shall follow in his wake.

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Shubburath has broken free from his extra-dimensional prison at last! The chanting of the Starspawns has been answered and R'Lyeh prepares to call forth more entities from space and time to do their bidding. Already the voices from beyond that drive mortals to madness can be heard as R'Lyeh prepares itself for this war-torn world.

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The last of the fiery ones of EA Abysia that had taken the large island that was foretold to be R'Lyeh's, fell before the power of our Ilithids and void summons. To the east the rest of the fiery empire had fallen to the nearby land power that had been fighting with them for some time. Already the other-worldry chanting that accompinied the mental construction of R'Lyeh's bizarre structures had started on the island. Shubburath's influence was already spreading.

[Zoshan]

A History of MA Pythium

By Felodeus Imperial Historian, and Arch Theurg.

It has fallen to me to prepare a history of the great empire of Pythium. At the request of his Holiness Hopper the Prophet of the Goddess Glory, and Regent of our divine child Emperor, I reluctantly agreed to attempt this chronicle. Following is a series of reports from various sources that detail the actions and motivations of the Pythium government.

Year 1 of the Regency of his Holiness Prophet of the Goddess Glory.

We have encountered moderate resistance to our army of legionnaires mostly barbarian tribesmen and small isolated villages. Almost all are willing to bow to the mighty armies of Pythium.
Late in the summer of year one, we have come upon easterners that speak of lands not too distant ruled by men who call themselves the T'ien Ch'i. I would caution the Generals tread lightly in the east and send the diplomats to assess these easterners.

Cornelius 1st Centurion of Pythium.

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To his Holiness. We have reached and agreement with both MA T'ien ch'i, to our east and LA Abysia to the north east. Both nations have agreed to peaceful relations with us and I hope for prosperous trade. As per your last request I shall make haste to the west to speak with the nations of EA Caelum, Ea Arco, and EA Mictlan. May the light of the Goddess shine on you.

Your servant.
Ambassador Trodor.

[jutetrea]

[ExScrolls of Soje Khan]cerpt from the Forgotten

... And behold, the steadfast forces of LA Tien Chi has held fast against the massed armies of MA Arco. Devestating casualties were inflicted with minimal friendly losses, regrettably their "pretender" fled before paying for his temerity.

... A troubling season this, even as the armies of MA Arco were bloodied our scouts report masses of troops flying the colors of LA Marignon on our borders. Their leader has been quiet, dissolving all agreements a few months ago - leading our advisors to believe collusion with MA Arco.

... Murmurs of unease flow through the populace, multiple armies threaten. Our soldiers stand firm, yet there are rumbles amongst the people. Our diplomats are busy, working to secure outside assistance against multiple enemies. We beseech our neighbors for help! While most of our military is intact, it will be difficult.

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[Excerpt from the Forgotten Scrolls of Soje Khan]

......*Click*Clack*Click*Clack* Destiny hangs in the balance, the numbers of the invaders are worrisome. No, not MA Arco, they have been pushed back and our secondary army is currently sieging their capital.

No, the second cur to invade our lands, LA Marignon. With no provocation we were invaded yet again! After much calculation it seems the invading force has approximately 200 troops comprised of the usual national troops interspersed with about 12 magi. Reports from the overrun province recall a strange flying monkey-like creature with large craniums, previously unknown to us. Other than a putrid stench, they seem unremarkable - yet add another facet to be wary of.

...This next month will be telling, if fate smiles on our people we will turn back the invaders. Luckily other nations have seen our plight and have pledged aid. Even now friendly troops are causing mayhem in the trespasser's rear provinces. We pray fate smiles kindly.

[StrictlyRockers]

A Report on the war to defeat the aggressor nation, HA Helheim. The story of EA Vanheim and our glorious war of victory over the agressors, EA Helheim.

The full story soon to follow.

[Kydorias]

With a deep intesity General Aithwyav's sharp eyes peered Southeast towards the highlands of Farseer Mountains. Already the leaves there darkened, gaining a brittleness unseen since the Seraphim Wars when the ancestors of the Raptor Clan were disovered practicing the blasphemous ways of the Dark Arts and were forced from the Kingdom. Even after the return of the Raptors and their now-limited knowledge of Death Majiks, the delicate balance between Growth and Death had been maintained to the benefit of the lush lands ruled by the Seraphs. Now once again the blight of Death spread, this time from a source wholly out of the realm and understanding of the Raptors.

Suddenly Aithwyav broke out of his fierce concentration, startled by the presence that seemingly materialized next to him.

"I feel it, Lord Aithwyav. And I cannot lie when I say it feels like it infuses me with pure, raw power. It is the force of Inevitability, of Oblivion, of Death. It excites me yet repulses me." Zbaurvant the Caretaker stood beside Aithwyav, his eyes glowing a strange purplish hue.

"Control yourself Caretaker, lest I decide in your disfavor to which side you truly belong." Aithwyav's eyes glared at Zbaurvant.

"No fear General. You know where my loyalties lie. I may have sworn the Way of Harab but what true family I cannot have now exists within the heart of our kin. And what we spy approaching does not bode well for us." Zbaurvant sighed and Aithwyav detected a note of regret in that loose of air.

"Yes, you are correct about your ill tidings. But know that if the time draws near, your heart will feel my Ice Blade before I allow you to taste the power you seemingly desire." Aithwyav ran his blade along his palm to increase the effect of his threat.

"Heh, no worries M'Lord. I expect you await news from our Soveriegn, Lady Serenity?" Zbaurvant inquired.

"Yes, and it worries me that we haven't yet received word from her. It was over two months ago that she and High Marshall Caelos left with the Army. I am now quite concerned." Aithwyav returned his Blade to its scabbard with an audible snap.

"As am I. Two weeks ago a Black Servant dispatched by Elder Grifec brought me word that Serenity had convinced Caelos to drive into Old Man Mountains. She knew that The Ashen Empire had annexed what was previously ours and seemed determined to gain it back." Zbuarvant waved his arm in the general direction of the Northeast, towards Old Man Mountains. Aithwyav blanched at hearing mentioned the name of the long lost dreaded Empire.

"I haven't received word since." Zbaurvant leaned heavily on his skull-encrusted staff.

"There." Aithwyav's gaze sharpened towards the North. A dark cloud appeared in the sky, gaining size until it crystallized into dozens of individual specks.

"So our Army returns." Muttered Zbaurvant. Squadron after squadron of Spire Archers alighted in the city of LA Caelum, reforming ranks as Squadronnaires barked orders. With a rush of wings, a Storm General landed heavily on the Central Tower next to Aithwyav.

"Greetings Lord Marshall." General Dashtayana bowed before Aithwyav.

"Brother, do not bow." With a smile and a thump, Aithwyav slapped Dashtayana on his back.

"I must my Lord. As much as I wish it were not so, I bring news that you are now Grand Marshall of the Army of Caelum." Dashtayana's gaze remained glued to the gleaming Ice Greaves worn by Aithwyav.

"What? But it cannot be so!" Exclaimed Aithwyav. "What of Serenity? Lord Caelos!"

"Gone Lord Marshall. Both ascended to whence they came. Both lost in a glorious fight but defeated nonetheless. Caelos wading in amongst hundreds of deathly warriors, shattering bone and helm as he bellowed his fury. Serenity herself laying waste to a Legion of Devils as they tried to cut down our Archers. But on they came, and there was nothing we could do to prevent the relentless tide washing over us." Dashtayana bowed even lower, if that was possible.

"It cannot be!" Aithwyav muttered.

"I'm afraid so Sir." Replied Dashtayana. "Losses were grievous for the Undead as well but you know they raise two more for every one we send back to the grave."

"Yes. I truly know. Very well. Reorganize our forces and get them fed and rested. More battles lie ahead and by the Gods we will acquit ourselves well. Maybe even pull out of this." With that declaration, Aithwyav strode back into the tower.