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From Prohets' Mouths(FT)

Sanctus Templum
16-03-2006, 06:46
The peaceful surroundings of the planet bathed in the warm sunlight that radiated down upon them. The slight wind brusling the great forests of high oak and pine, while the birds and animals of the ground sang and chatted amongst themselves. The calm waters blue and glittering, with the occasional ripple as a fish or perhaps an even larger creature of the sea came close to the surface.

Deep within the hallowed forests, against the great mountains that touched the heavens, sat the great tower of a perculiar substance. Shimmering silver with lines of glowing energy running along it vertically. The river of fresh glacier water running out of the mountains and around the structure. This was the temple city of the Faith.

It's holy halls a pedastle to the spirits and way of life these people worshipped and lived. The people, human to the look but fairer, light skinned and not prone to the corruption and falsivity that humans fall to so easily. The only sign of conflict being the guards, dressed in ceremonial golden armor, armed with large halberds that glowed, and swords that could cut through even teh strongest of metals; these holy warriors of the faith, charged with keeping order and stamping out heresy.

And the Prophets, leaders of the Faith, favored by the spirits. Truth, Strenght, Honour. Adorned in the white robes and crowns of gold, who lead the prayers and sermons to the spirits.

But today, a special ceremony was taking place in the mian chamber. Outside, the birds could be heard chirping, and inside, the even more beautiful sound of the choir rang throughout the halls of the temple city. The three Prophets, up until now were those who ran the Faith, stood before a kneeling warrior. This warrior had brought stability to the Faith and had served faithfully for years, and was now to receive the highest honours. And as the Prophet Truth placed the white gold crown on the head of the kneeling soldier, the oath was given, and the new King of the Faith arose to the aclamation of his subjects.

It was truly a glorious day.
The Humankind Abh
17-03-2006, 02:10
The Dissith Cruiser that had been carrying Sir Ashram on his trek through space was now preparing to make another jump to investigate a new system and planets. "Pirotess, how much longer until we arrive at our next destination?"

The dark elf graced the bridge with long white hair. "We should be there shortly my lord. After our last attempt with a new race, are you sure you want to even bother trying this again?"

Ashram sat reclined in a high back command chair while the demon sword Soul Crusher rested easily by the arm rest. "We still have the learns the ins and outs of this ship. If we want to be an effective fighting force for the Empire, we must learn all that we can. Besides, this could give us a chance to meet other races other than the Abh. Do not forget that we are knew to this stage of the universe. The Abh Empire has been around longer than Marmo ever suffered its accursed fate. I will do what I must for my kingdom and my people."

Pirotess bowed in submission. "Forgive me my Lord. I did not mean to question you."

Ashram raised an eyebrow. "You have always been by my side Pirotess. We have seen each other through many battles. There is nothing to forgive."

The ship glided through the bleakness of hyperspace as it approached its next destination.
The Fedral Union
17-03-2006, 02:12
Is this thread open ? if so ill jump in here..)