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In the eldar days before the first king of Zectillia, there was a man named Sevrentonie, and he was great and wise in the craft of Elves and Dwarves and was learned in many arts of forging. So it happened that he forged three Unearthly Brands of great and terrible power. these three blades gave there users untold power and thus they were called "The Three Ruin Bringers". Centuries have passed and they lie only in memory. Until one day, a man named Goultona Found one burried deep within the earth wile over seeing his mining operations, and took it. On it were runes not known to the time, so he labored long until he found that they read "Hadrimien". And through the sword he came to power and took the land with the celestial sword he called Hadrimien.


This is the time in which we will be playing, Fighting to survive in thies harsh times and mabey, overthrow the evil king.



Profiles.



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My profile:

Name: Reinward
Age: 27
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Appearence: tall and far for his kind, dark hair trails down to his eyes of which gleam of a Grey blue.
Weapons and Equipment: Bears the old rusted sword of his father passed.
Bio(if any): Lives as a Nomad roving the land without a purpose, though he is searching for a meaning.

Reinward sat down by a cool stream adn relaxed in the light of the cloudless sky. he had been traveling all day and was exuasted utterly.
he let out a sigh of plesure as he let his dirty and sweety drift in the clear water. And as he sat, the shout of a grieved woman came from the forest. He stood up alarmed and at the ready griping his old sword, prepaired for anything that should come. moment passed and naught happened, until suddenly a woman bursted through the thick foliage of the forest line. close on her heals came a large man with an evil look in his small eyes. Reaiward leaped up to help the woman as she stumbled near the foot of the runnung river. the man cought up to her in suprizing speed and grasped her leg pulling her towards himself, and as he did this he grabed a large rock from the earth and held it up to beat the woman to death with it. Reinward slid behind the man comming to and instant stop, and with a shout he came at the man, sword raised high.

With all his strength Reaiward heaved his brand down on the Man tearing into the back of his head, and with a loud thud he hit the earth atop top the screeming woman. Reinward rushed to the dead mans side, ands with all his strength rolled him over of the unconcious woman. he stood a wile to regain his breath and let the beat of his heart slow down. after a wile he moved over to the dead man andwrenched his aword from his skull, and as he did so the woman stired and leaped up with a shout.
"Hold," Reinward said kindly. "I am not an Enemy."
slowly the woman relaxed, her eyes never leaving Reinward.
"who are you?" she asked fraily at length.
Reinward turned to face and said with a smile "Reinward."
and as the words left his lips he heard the rustling of the leaces in the forest and turned to face it, blade at the ready.

A yelp came from the forest confirming the presence of another, and off Reinward was. just as he bursted through the trees wall of leives Reainward stumbled upon a nightmare. it was shaped like himself but a freakish mouth sat in its face, two long sythe like hands curled close on its body, it eyes reflecting unmached intellegence.
"what are you?" reinward muttered half to himself.

reinward stared at the thing for a wile before saying anything. but as the silence grew he smiled and sheithed his sword and held out a helping hand to the thing. all the wile the woman of which he saved stood back in horror at the sight of the thing. when she saw Reinward give his hand to her she stared in wonder at why he waould do such a thing.

He looked to the woman as she was gawking and shook his head as it was bowed.
"Any time, Orland." he said still smiling. "where are you from?" he contenued. "what are you?" he finished with a confused expression upon his face.

the woman reluctantly stepped forward with a frightened look, never leaving Reinward side. "It's allright." she managed to whisper.
"what's your name?" Reinward abruptly asked the woman
"Liliath." she said.


Gotta go dude, I'll contenue when I can.

Later Zefrayus

Name: Marthel.
Age: 46.
Species: Half southern elf.
Gender: Male.
Appearence: averaged build and hight for a human. his hair is a wightish brown colour trailing down to his ashen ckeeks.
Weapons and Equipment: bears a short sword at his side and a long oaken bow strapped to his arrow filled quiver.
Bio(if any): Father an man, but raised by his elven mother in the black forest. Has always worked near home, but it was sacked and distroyed by an unknown enemy and his mother most likely taken captive or worse. Is now questing for news of her wearabouts.