((Hello all, I've made a comeback!
Ok. So ya all know, my computer has crashed, I got a new one though, but I
need to get a few things for it, it should all be done by Saturday. So I
won't be on very much until about monday.))
Blades of Honor
In the land of Arthania, the land of the Wood elves. Peace has held for the
last millenia undisturbed, the once-barren lands becoming fruitful and alive
once again, cared for by the immortal elves. In return, they had taken the
power of the nature, bending it all into a Tree of Honor, saving their very
souls into the depths of nature itself in a vow that they would never let
evil rein again in the land, in return for immortality. However, as was
bound to happen, evil came once again.
Not all the elves were content in the land, not all were willing to submit
to endless immortality in this old land. Many of the younger elves, having
not seen the previous evil that once tormented Arthania, wished to open up
the Portal- the Portal that had taken the elves there to begin with.
The portal which led to the land of the humans.
When the wood elves of old learned of this, they once again rallies their
forces, for of all of the elves only the ones who had been there when the
portal was closed knew what their offspring were unleashing into the lands
they had worked so hard to cleanse.
By opening the portal to the human world, the evils which the wood elves had
sealed in there were unleashed in full, devestating the land of Arthania.
For within the lands of the humans, the High Elves resided, practicing and
perfecting their forbidden powers of Necromancy, waiting for the portal to
open.
When the portal was opened, the high elves destroyed the young rebels,
unleashing their undead human minions upon them. Within minutes, the young
elves had all been enslaved to mindless undeath in a cruel mark of the New
Age.
Meanwhile, the wood elves found what had happened, and though they grieved,
they once again took up their weapons of war, to battle the Undead, and the
High Lords.
They drew power from the Tree of Honor, to create an unknown number of
blades capable of releasing the undead's souls. Then, the remaining elves
took up the blades, clashing against their undead enemies.
The battle was long and hard, for every elf that dropped rose again, undead,
destroying the very elves they had fought alongside. The wood elves once
again reached into the realm of the Tree of Honor, unleashing a powerful
blast- destroying every undead soul within it's range, yet also sacrificing
the elve's immortality.
Yet, it was not enough to destroy the high lords themselves. Even now, they
are creating another undead army to destroy the elven lands. There are but
few elves alive now; they are scattered, yet rising again to fight the
scourge. As one of them, you must unite to destroy the high elves and their
undead minions.
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You can be either of the wood elves, or the humans. You can have a beast if
you wish.
my bio:
name: Angoras
age: 71(he looks to be about 20)
race: Elven
gender: male
height: 6'9
weight: 125 ilb
appearence: he has the green eyes that mark the elves. He wears a
saphire-colored tunic addorned with beryls which he stores his magic in. Has
a pair of black boots and shoulder-length golden hair, and carries an elven
bow and quiver quite capable of destroying the undead.
personality: he is caring and brave, and believes in preserving the lands of
Arthania and wiping out the scourge of the Undead. He was one of those which
opposed the elves opening the portal, and grieved when they were destroyed.
weapons/armor: an elven bow which he calls K'shelyn, and a dagger hidden in his boot. He wears a shirt of closely woven chain maille under his tunic, which is enough to keep nearly any weapon off him. He keeps himself closely warded against mage attacks.
skills/abilities: he is a journeyman mage, and is powerful in wards and spells. He is swift, and posseses elven strength. He is an excellent archer.
beast:a silver gryphon, which he found after the war and named Valyn.
history: his history is darker than one would expect. When he was near 50, quite young for elves, the revolt began, in which is older brother, Lothyn, participated. In the war, he was forced to fight his undead brother, releasing his soul with one of the enchanted blades. He now seeks to find a way to destroy the high elves, therefore gaining vengeance. He travels with his gryphon Valyn, searching for the armies of the High Lords.
We'll start when people begin to submit bios and I'm around.
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