First created on January 11, 2006
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Time In our world the technology would rival that of the 16th century so sorry no guns.

Place The Great Country of Tisa. Last free country on Noveilia(Earth). A Medium size island.

Noveilia, a world just like ours. In the beginning there was nothing but peace and prosperity among the people living on its surface. The world was carefully watched over by the Guardians, Ten beings of extraordinary power and divinity. They showered the people of Noveilia with knowledge, wealth, and protection. For which they were loved the world over. Sadly all good things must come to an end, the people of Noveilia needed to be able to stand without them.
Year 0AA (After Ascension) would be marked as the grimmest time in all of written history for the inhabitants of the world. The gods which they were now called had left them to their own devices. They watched in horror from The Grand Kingdom, home of the gods. War, a new creation from man was raging and ravaging the once beautiful world of Noveilia.
How could this be? The guardians had done everything in their power to keep violence from the people. There was one snake among the Divines. Syren was a being of incredible intellect, but what no one saw was that he was also a being of ambition. He wanted to rule Noveilia, he believed himself to be the strongest of the guardians. “The strongest survive, only the strongest have it all.”
Syren’s powers grew and grew. He became more sinister and colder with each passing day. He began writing a tome, one with spells of incredible and dark powers. It spoke of the powers of the Gods, and the powers they possessed. Syren also drew up spells of immortality and the power to raise the dead from the UnderRealm. Syren’s plan was set in motion when he passed the tome he had written to the world.
Syren was now responsible for the new world of chaos. The people built war machines, crafted deadly weapons, and now thanks to the spells in the book, unleashed a fury of devastating magicks. Syren did not go unseen for long. The Nine Divines figured out his plot and banished him to the UnderRealm. Unfortunately it was too late for the fate of Noveilia. War caused a division of its people and Noveilia itself. Four kingdoms where formed. Three of which bordered each other on the continent, The Kingdoms of Uin, Torum, and Leonix. The Kingdom of Tisa made its home on the only other landmass on Noveilia, an island to the south of the continent. The tome seemingly vanished from existence.
1000 years of war had taken its toll on everyone. The Divines watched as the first sign of valor and prudence came from the people of Noveilia. The Four Kings met in the Grand Hall of the Kingdom of Tisa. Peace was declared for the first time in millennia. The war was over, and for one hundred years there was peace.
Unfortunately where there are men of valor, there are men of lust. Zealots of Leonix who wished for the return of chaos began mixing themselves in the worship of Syren. Syren offered power which is exactly what the Zealots wanted. He began whispering to them, giving them clues to bring them the ultimate power. The Leonian Zealots searched the world over looking for the tome he had written all those years ago. Finally after 50 years of searching the book was finally in their grasp. “Eternal life requires that one sacrifice life.” The zealots began the spell of immortality with the sacrificing of 1,000 slaves in an alter dedicated to Syren.
They were deceived! Darkness stretched the skies as a rift from the UnderRealm came to be. The Hellmouth was born, a door way which allowed the cruel souls of the UnderRealm to escape. They however had a leader. Syren was now a tangible being once more. His plan to be reborn on Noveilia had finally succeeded. Everything from the “Thousand Year War” to the banishment was all planned. Once the Guardians became Gods they were trapped.
A new and much more horrible army then any the world has ever known marched, an army of sick, cruel, and bloodthirsty Hellions. Syren who was now known as the UnderLord moved first on the Kingdom of Leonix. Thousands of upon thousands of Hellions crashed against Leonian defenders. With their brute strength and hunger for chaos. The Leons had no chance. Next to fall was the mountain Kingdom of Uin. The mighty walls that had protected the Royal family crumbled after only a day. Finally the Barbaric style fighters of Torum were defeated. Syren now had the world; a new Kingdom was being built. The land was dark and ominous now. A gigantic jagged, spiral castle now was the only landmark on the continent. The OverCitadel, a new home for himself and his army.
Syren, who now thought he controlled the world, had finally realized his error. The Kingdom of Tisa, located on the island of kings was still standing. Tisa was now the world’s last defense against the new horrors. However the people of Tisa had some major geological advantages over the Hellion army. The majority of Hellions were lower class beings. They could only fight and were of low intellect. They could not fly or swim. Syren’s army could not reach the island. Furious of this defiance, Syren himself went in an attempt to crush the Kingdom. A godlike mage named Alixander Julius Desmond, endowed by the blessings of all Nine Divines had shrouded the island in an impenetrable magic wall. Not even Syren with all his power could break it. .
For ten years now Syren has sent wave after wave of his army on tattered ships to besieged Tisa. Every wave repelled by the much more capable Tisian captains. There was no rest for the Kingdom. Always on the lookout for the impending doom to finally crumble the Worlds Last Defense...