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05-02-2010, 09:49 PM
Character: Mah'Aret "Anyastasia" Lamia; see ooc for image
Time of Day: Night
Weather: Stormy
Location: Small village, located just outside the mountains, forest, boundaries; Medieval.
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Game Quest: Unknowing of the darkness brewing beyond their small, prosperous village, a terrible storm rips through their peaceful night and brings with it a chilling secret. Demons have begun to infiltrate the forest, and in the dead of night are stealing away the children, and the helpless. A few of the villagers have embarked on a journey into the dangerous wild, to slay the demons plaguing their kind.
Through dangerous encounters, hardship, and close calls the have discovered a terrible secret. Their village had been built upon the burial of the mountain God, and the Forever Winter Queen wants something that was buried with her late King. She's willing to stop at nothing to get what she wants, and it is up to those who have embarked on this journey, to confront her.. and stop her by any means necessary. Before she destroys the life of the entire Mountain Kingdom.
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Astaria was a small mountain village, nestled on the outskirts of a large, dense forest. It's people, a kind people, endured the Forever Winter queen and her harsh, cold snows. They knew little of warmth, and sunny summers, having lived all their lives in the dull, graying days of winters wrath. They hunted, and traded furs and meats to maintain steady income. Others crafted fine jewels and trinkets to trade. Outsiders traveled far to experience their warm hospitality, and their legendary mountain magics.
The people of Astaria came from every corner of the ten kingdoms. Half breeds, mortals, magicians, to Spell Casters. They lived and prospered together, and opened their doors to outsiders of near any kin. However, the usually quiet, peaceful village, had fallen to an unnatural plague. Demons were foraging through their surroundings woods, and in the dead of night stealing their children and helpless. Fear had been stricken into the hearts of Astarias own.
They'd been under this siege for nearly a month, and finally some villagers had had enough. A group of hunters had set forth into the woods early in the evening.. unprepared for what they believed would be an easy run. Only two of seven men returned. Astaria sent word, to every corner of the Ten Kingdoms, begging for hunters, Slayers, Wizards and Sorceress's to come and rid them of their haunting. With heads bent low.. and hopes strained.. the people of Astaria prayed.
Time of Day: Night
Weather: Stormy
Location: Small village, located just outside the mountains, forest, boundaries; Medieval.
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Game Quest: Unknowing of the darkness brewing beyond their small, prosperous village, a terrible storm rips through their peaceful night and brings with it a chilling secret. Demons have begun to infiltrate the forest, and in the dead of night are stealing away the children, and the helpless. A few of the villagers have embarked on a journey into the dangerous wild, to slay the demons plaguing their kind.
Through dangerous encounters, hardship, and close calls the have discovered a terrible secret. Their village had been built upon the burial of the mountain God, and the Forever Winter Queen wants something that was buried with her late King. She's willing to stop at nothing to get what she wants, and it is up to those who have embarked on this journey, to confront her.. and stop her by any means necessary. Before she destroys the life of the entire Mountain Kingdom.
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Astaria was a small mountain village, nestled on the outskirts of a large, dense forest. It's people, a kind people, endured the Forever Winter queen and her harsh, cold snows. They knew little of warmth, and sunny summers, having lived all their lives in the dull, graying days of winters wrath. They hunted, and traded furs and meats to maintain steady income. Others crafted fine jewels and trinkets to trade. Outsiders traveled far to experience their warm hospitality, and their legendary mountain magics.
The people of Astaria came from every corner of the ten kingdoms. Half breeds, mortals, magicians, to Spell Casters. They lived and prospered together, and opened their doors to outsiders of near any kin. However, the usually quiet, peaceful village, had fallen to an unnatural plague. Demons were foraging through their surroundings woods, and in the dead of night stealing their children and helpless. Fear had been stricken into the hearts of Astarias own.
They'd been under this siege for nearly a month, and finally some villagers had had enough. A group of hunters had set forth into the woods early in the evening.. unprepared for what they believed would be an easy run. Only two of seven men returned. Astaria sent word, to every corner of the Ten Kingdoms, begging for hunters, Slayers, Wizards and Sorceress's to come and rid them of their haunting. With heads bent low.. and hopes strained.. the people of Astaria prayed.