Rated M for mature, May include but not limited too: possible Sexual situations, obscene language, Blood/Gore.
When all seems lost in the realm of Everdark, and the great King Thrandir perishes at the hands of a great enemy, look to the sky and the stars will fall from the sky bringing the people of Everdark a new hope in the darkness. Heroes will rise up and challenge the great host of Beasts and return Everdark to its former glory. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~
~ A prophecy found in the ruined library of Irrandil
As the remaining humans emerge from the secret city that the King had built for them, they were utterly shocked at what lay in the shadows of a once great city. Bodies of both humans and beasts lay side by side on the field of lifelessness. Even, the grass had been killed from the blood that once stained the ground. Bones and armor was all that was left of the people that once fought this battle. Armor once bright silver, now rusted and taken by the touch of Decay. Remants of the battle that took place so long ago was everywhere. The whole city burned and was crumbling into ruin. The only thing left was the archway that once marked the great gates of the Stronghold of the Ancients.
Sadness could be felt everywhere within this city. Great sorrow at the loss of so many loved ones, that it was nearly unbearable. Priests began their work of ushering the souls of the dead into the afterlife. The night sky twinkling with the millions of stars that seemed to welcome the souls of the dead among them. Sorrow, Pain, and Hopelessness weighed heavily on the minds of everyone within the crumbling city.
Many fell to their knees praying to the Goddess for a rescue from this horror. Others renounced their faith and no longer believed in her or her powers. Many did not understand why she would let this happen to her greatest champion and her greatest followers. But, Destiny was a fickle being that could not be tampered with, even the Goddess could not control Destiny nor her sister Fate. Those two were beyond her power.
Nevertheless, remembering the prophecy so long ago, the people looked to the sky and true to its words, stars shot across the sky in a brilliant display and those who were destined to be the heroes of this story suddenly felt this inexplicable urge to travel far to the west. To Nightshadow Grove, wherein lies the temple of the Goddess herself. The Goddess may not be able to tamper with fate or destiny, but she can outsmart them. She may be bound by the Ancient Laws, but mortals were not. She would send them to destroy the great beast king Barshulk and his minions.
**This is what should be contained within your first post, you may add whatever you want, but make sure this urge is included... Wherever you may be in the realm of Everdark, you look upon the sky and feel the sudden urge to travel to Nightshadow forest, to Nightshadow Grove and the temple of the Goddess.**
Airaion had left the safety among the human populace that had survived. He had seen the devastation wrought by the beast king and his army. He had to contain his rage and anger at the sight of the once great city now in ruins. He should have stayed to fight with the king. Maybe he could have helped to save the king at the very least. Airaion had sworn an oath upon the his soul that he would hunt down Barshulk the Murderer and kill him. He had no idea what Fate and Destiny had in store for him....
Preparing to leave the city to find Barshulk, his eyes chanced upon the sky and saw stars shooting across the sky in a brilliant display of beauty, and deep within himself an urge to travel to the West was uncontrollable. It was like an itch that couldn't be scratched. No matter what he did he could not resist that urge. So, he gathered his gear and left the great city, his hood hiding his features and allowing him to slip by the human soldiers still alive and now patrolling the gateway for enemies.
He knew not where he was going, just that his gut was telling him where to go. He trusted his gut more often than not, for it never lead him astray before. He had on his back a worn out backpack full of vials of poison that would come in handy on this trip no doubt. From the looks of it he was headed to Nightshadow forest, where last he heard Lady Marianna's legions took refuge.
This was going to be very interesting indeed. He secretly hoped for some company on this road, but it seemed as if he would be alone in this fight.