As time had passed, and the journey's of Volcruz and his group had passed. Their ventures had been but stories, passed on through tales told at fireside and in homes to children, or in entertainment to those that would listen. The story of a defeated god lay a common grounds for rejoice through out the lands. But what has happened to Volcruz and his fabled company? They laid low and scattered themselves throughout the lands of Farshia. Farshia had finally returned to it's state of caution as a new threat arose. The gods were angered and these times of Farshia united would do them justice, justice for their needs to instill fear in the hearts of those mortals that dare challenge them in previous engagements.
The gods had been silent for some time, or so it seemed to the mortals of the land. But truth was a great plan was to unfold in the favor of the gods regaining them control of the minds of those that once opposed them. These gods weren't gods that could just wave a finger and destroy everything but they were gods of superior knowledge and arts. Their divinity being that they can create or control certain things that effect the natural state of the lands. As the silence of the gods had most in rejoice, it was only a temporary happiness. The gods have banded together for one last push against those of the grounded lands. Above Trake's outskirts and Army was built and created from absolute scratch. Razor like and unliveable terrains were raised from the ground to hide anything that would be happening. Enterance was forbidden to any sorry individual that acidental roamed that area in search for exploration purposes. The lands were hidden and not known of in any land and all of this would happen without any knowledge of any Farshian.
As armies were created, certain "special" creatures were created to make up an elite group. They were sharpened and polished and their only exsistance was death. They were brought up to destroy those of power in Farshia. They had no concern with those of lesser power and the common masses. The gods named these creatures Arzians, and these arzians were about three hundred strong. But a war was once again about to unfold on the Farshian soils. And this wasn't a war like before where each country was to ally and battle eachother, this was a war upon a continient itself.
The only aide the Farshians would have was the previous master of the drennons. The un-named renegade god that protected what he strive to remain. The god was a hidden source that is accesible by letting his followers aware of situations and placements of the gods. Unfortunatly his voice has been mute for to long and now Farshia must rush to prepare, for the greatest, bloodiest, and most ruthless war these lands have ever known. The Seven power hungry gods and their endless army against the continient of Farshia. What will you role be in this epic battle?
The gods had been silent for some time, or so it seemed to the mortals of the land. But truth was a great plan was to unfold in the favor of the gods regaining them control of the minds of those that once opposed them. These gods weren't gods that could just wave a finger and destroy everything but they were gods of superior knowledge and arts. Their divinity being that they can create or control certain things that effect the natural state of the lands. As the silence of the gods had most in rejoice, it was only a temporary happiness. The gods have banded together for one last push against those of the grounded lands. Above Trake's outskirts and Army was built and created from absolute scratch. Razor like and unliveable terrains were raised from the ground to hide anything that would be happening. Enterance was forbidden to any sorry individual that acidental roamed that area in search for exploration purposes. The lands were hidden and not known of in any land and all of this would happen without any knowledge of any Farshian.
As armies were created, certain "special" creatures were created to make up an elite group. They were sharpened and polished and their only exsistance was death. They were brought up to destroy those of power in Farshia. They had no concern with those of lesser power and the common masses. The gods named these creatures Arzians, and these arzians were about three hundred strong. But a war was once again about to unfold on the Farshian soils. And this wasn't a war like before where each country was to ally and battle eachother, this was a war upon a continient itself.
The only aide the Farshians would have was the previous master of the drennons. The un-named renegade god that protected what he strive to remain. The god was a hidden source that is accesible by letting his followers aware of situations and placements of the gods. Unfortunatly his voice has been mute for to long and now Farshia must rush to prepare, for the greatest, bloodiest, and most ruthless war these lands have ever known. The Seven power hungry gods and their endless army against the continient of Farshia. What will you role be in this epic battle?
