Khallayne
03-10-2005, 22:31
OOC: Open RP, semi-fantasy. Join in as a scientist on the Expedition Crew or just whatever you think is good... within reason of course.
IC: Prelude: 9000 B.C.
The Tower of GODMOD seemed to wilt like a flower during a drought as the city of Aly'sta died. The city once the most powerful and most beautiful in the world where the Almighty Orb resided where the Wizard-Kings drew their Absolute power over reality was rocked by no less than twelve earthquakes in an hour.
The cities millions had given into rage as slaves strangled their masters with their own chains, as nobles and priests fought and brawled as marble walls and bejeweled statues came crashing down. The great Eye of the Orb, that massive lighthouse made of solid yellow marble was split in half and fell into a watery grave. And still the Wizard-King fought.
"NO! I SHALL BECOME A GOD! I SHALL RULE ALL REALITY!" Domius, the once pure and good Wizard-King of Aly'sta roared as his will was being broken and the Orb of GODMOD escaped his control. An awful voice filled the weaking man who once ruled the world. "Look at you, pathetic weakling. Your will is slipping and as you fight for control your city dies and even now you are dying, look as your pretty tower crushes your body." the powerful yet not there voice of the Orb spoke. "NO!" was all Domius could cry as his control of the Orb faded for good.
Reality came crashing down on the once all-powerful Wizard-King as the Orb's power washed away from Domius and the awsome weight of a dead city crushed him and became his tomb.
The Magi-Kingdom of Aly'sta and it's dominion over the earth ended in one absolute Destruction that sank the main islands of the Kingdom and buried the Orb of GODMOD, that magical device that allows one to do whatever they wish... as long as they have the will to control it.
A backwash of the Orbs power raised a large portion of land 100 miles away that became a small continent... The land that one day became the Empire of Khallayne.
Now: 1463 N.E. (New Era)
Doctor Petar 'lmo Shiv, the Head of the Investigations Coven of the Museum of Imperial History at Rystal was on a ship in the center of the ocean. His expedition was exploring what a salvage crew had discovered at this location a month ago. The ruins of an ancient city in an area that the myths said a powerful kingdom had once existed. Myth untill now.
IC: Prelude: 9000 B.C.
The Tower of GODMOD seemed to wilt like a flower during a drought as the city of Aly'sta died. The city once the most powerful and most beautiful in the world where the Almighty Orb resided where the Wizard-Kings drew their Absolute power over reality was rocked by no less than twelve earthquakes in an hour.
The cities millions had given into rage as slaves strangled their masters with their own chains, as nobles and priests fought and brawled as marble walls and bejeweled statues came crashing down. The great Eye of the Orb, that massive lighthouse made of solid yellow marble was split in half and fell into a watery grave. And still the Wizard-King fought.
"NO! I SHALL BECOME A GOD! I SHALL RULE ALL REALITY!" Domius, the once pure and good Wizard-King of Aly'sta roared as his will was being broken and the Orb of GODMOD escaped his control. An awful voice filled the weaking man who once ruled the world. "Look at you, pathetic weakling. Your will is slipping and as you fight for control your city dies and even now you are dying, look as your pretty tower crushes your body." the powerful yet not there voice of the Orb spoke. "NO!" was all Domius could cry as his control of the Orb faded for good.
Reality came crashing down on the once all-powerful Wizard-King as the Orb's power washed away from Domius and the awsome weight of a dead city crushed him and became his tomb.
The Magi-Kingdom of Aly'sta and it's dominion over the earth ended in one absolute Destruction that sank the main islands of the Kingdom and buried the Orb of GODMOD, that magical device that allows one to do whatever they wish... as long as they have the will to control it.
A backwash of the Orbs power raised a large portion of land 100 miles away that became a small continent... The land that one day became the Empire of Khallayne.
Now: 1463 N.E. (New Era)
Doctor Petar 'lmo Shiv, the Head of the Investigations Coven of the Museum of Imperial History at Rystal was on a ship in the center of the ocean. His expedition was exploring what a salvage crew had discovered at this location a month ago. The ruins of an ancient city in an area that the myths said a powerful kingdom had once existed. Myth untill now.