[MP Game] The Eye of Chaos

The server should be up.

Over the weekend I had a mass of problems. I did keep it up until about midday saturday, then for most of saturday and part of sunday (the night) it was down because of my ISP. I am unsure if anyone recieved my email that I sent. AFAIK the server is back up, but C'tis has still not taken their turn. I have skipped Monday's host time because of the technical difficulties.

The Beginning of the Scouring (Part 3)

"Here it was that Zenophon was filled with the pride of knowledge. All around him came the scream of dead and dying and his reach grew long. The dead and living, now thralls to the dark power of greed began the great work of the material. Citadels rose like the jagged blackened teeth of a great beast from below the world. Temples were constructed and the black mass was born. From lands afar did they flock, these living wishing the promise of the dead. Deep in the graveyards did they travel and the dead rose in greater numbers, howling destruction at their service.

The nation of Man had grown, it's monks and men of faith to the south kept to their land and so Zenophon was pleased. His was the council of wisdom for he sought the power and not the lands of flesh and bone.

Far against the horizon the sky was littered with dying stars and those who would watch. And elder people that memories stirred within the age of Ermor. They too were left without thought of such flesh and blood.

Those who breathed water were too, left without thought. For their home beneath the wave did not tempt Zenophon with promises of power.

The Last was the wilds of nature. Ever did things growing abhor those things wrapped in death's comfort. And so it was that the children of Nature kept from Zenophon the secrets of the land and he was angered.

The call was given and the hordes began their path. The grind and twisting of innumerable bones and the whispers of souls from the past formed the ranks of the legions of Ermor. As it had ages before they marched with the pride and strength of countless lives.

The drums rang now and the ground blackened. These halfmen would be driven from their groves and their sacred places within the earth. Zenophon was pleased and his search continued and his rise was all encompassing."

[ February 03, 2004, 18:46: Message edited by: Zen ]

[Teraswaerto]

The following is an excerpt from the High Chronicles of the Second Reign of Chungaat's Dominance, as recorded by the Deep Seer Phun Goo of the Third Spire of the Coral Tower.

"It did not take long for the Legions of the Deep to conquer all the seas close the the original home of the Great One, though a society of Amber Clan Tritons persisted in their attempts at resistance, and thus it came to be that the Amber Clan was ever after known as the lesser Reviled, and their lot will ever be one shame and disgrace unto the end of this world.

Once this had been done, our proud nation found that the Greater Causeway had been blocked by some past cataclysm, and to pass onto the lower seas a stretch of land must crossed. Though there were a few minor conflicts with the surface dwellers, they deserve no mention in this High Chronicle.

On the other side a terrible discovery was made, and a mere month later the First War of the Second Reign, a great war of liberation and glorious battles fought against the ancient enemy, began."

[CayseP]

I am sorry, but something came up in RL and I can't play my turns. Tried to look for replacement, but lacking any set Man to AI control. I hope my computer Heir won't break to many of promises I have made to other rulers.

It was fun while it Lasted, and I hope to read some action reports here in the forum.

- Arn (Zeus of Man)

Sorry about that Arn

Hopefully sometime in the future we'll be able to play with you again. I'll try not to crush Man without thinking about you

[Xom]

I cant connect to server since yesterday. Is it down?

Ok, I have got new adress.

[ February 08, 2004, 12:55: Message edited by: Xom ]

[atul]

The message had spoken of a breeding war between Man and Ermor (yet this could not be confirmed, for the ruler of Man accepted messengers no more). And soon, scouts brought Messages of battles in the northern lands where the undead slaughtered the inhabitants of Pangaea. It was clear, no-one would be safe from the onslaught of Ermor.

As a sign of things to come, a small detachment of priest was sen to conquer remaining independent province between Ermor and Arcoscephale, filled with ghouls. This was equivalent of teasing a sleeping dragon, and the effect was quickly seen. Messages came from all around, telling of Ermor trying to sway Arcoscephale's neighbours against her, of a possible peace between Pangaea and Ermor, and finally, a clear statement that the scourge would march to Arcoscephale next.

The undead massed to her borders, and Arcoscephale stood against the darkness alone. Pretty words came to nothing when times were dire, for neighbours both south and north were nowhere to be seen. As the undead threw themselves against the least defended border province, the few present priest were quickly overwhelmed by an army numbering to fifth hundred.

The first victory was that of the scourge's. But Arcoscephale's hoplite army was mostly unhurt and her god yet to reveal His might to the coming horde, so the war was far from over.