( Open RP) Rise of the Voidborn and the Dawn of Magic

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Sarkan of Arkham

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08-11-2011

((OK here's my entry: http://summoners.shurelia.com/profiles/895 ))

At the gates of the great city of Icathia, a curious spectacle was taking place. Many citizens stopped and stared at the truly gigantic minotaur, subdued and being led in chains by an entire contingent of guards. Cheers came from here and there, as well as much jeering and insults being thrown at the resigned beastman. Worthless humans, he thought bitterly. If he had wanted to, he could have flattened them all with his bare hands. He had faced worse odds and come out on top before. But he had done enough already. He was led into an immense white building on the western side of town, and from there to a cell, where he was securely shackled. As the door closed and locked, a man came from another direction and spoke to him.

"Now, listen, and listen well, beast, because I'm only going to say this once. If it were to me to decide you would be put to death here and now. But, as the law has it, even abominations such as yourself have certain rights here. If you wish to say anything to defend your actions, do so now, or be forever silent," Darik remained silent. not so much as acknowledging the man's words. "I see. Very well then. Tomorrow morning you will be brought before the Great Judges, and your sentence will be decided." The man then walked off, leaving Darik alone with himself, his thoughts,and the twenty crossbows rigged to go off should he try to escape.

He hadn't meant to kill the man. He had just been scared. Darik had awoken that morning to a pitchfork pointed in his face. It had been raining heavily the previous night, and unable to find shelter on the flat plains in the surrounding area, Darik had taken shelter inside an old barn. Without thinking, he had immediately tried to push the poor farmer away. His strength set the man flying, causing him to hit his head against the wall with incredible force. He was dead before he hit the ground. Things rapidly progressed from bad to worse, the local constabulary had managed to contact the city guards, and by mid-afternoon Darik had been subdued as was being taken to Icathia.

And so today I finally face the consequences of the choices I made years ago, he thought with remorse. He had long resigned himself to this fate, knowing it would come to him one way or another. As he sat in silence on the cold stone floor, day passed into night, as he prepared himself for the inevitable.


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Necromonger

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08-11-2011

(( Hooray for RP and characters no. 3 ! http://summoners.shurelia.com/profiles/480 This is Hilde's profile for the present- but in this rp this will be her life.))



A month ago, Hildeguarde Von Ravencroft, a young guard captain, gave birth to her first son. A few days ago, She returned to active duty with the Uristan Watch.

A chosen few of the Guard, after long interaction and meditations with the angels, began to develop rudimentary powers similar to them and were promptly granted status as Paladins. Hilde was the youngest, and among only a handful of females. Their powers were equal, but in status were not so. Still, Hilde was content with her work as home guard- she was close to her family, and was able to go home after duty.

At present, Hilde patrolled the streets as Mounted Guard, shield in one hand and her spear and Guard banner attached in the other. Saber, her mount, neighed as a shadow nears- the shadow of one of the angels. She saluted Orthad as she flew past, whiling away the day watching the horizon and the town for trouble. She smiles and entertains the children who went up to her and tugged at the hem of her skirt, the warrior robes differing in design between men and women.

The gleaming watch tower dominated the cityscape. To the young Hilde, it was a good place to live. To the naive Hilde, thoughts of a massive invasion by an infinitesmal evil from the beyond were nonexistent. She had trained at the war academy, and proved herself a warrior- and she sincerely hoped that she'd never have to prove this again.


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SmileyDemon

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08-12-2011

((http://summoners.shurelia.com/profiles/893))

It had been another long sermon. The attendants listened to his every word like a child would. He often wondered what the stars will is but up to this point he truly did not know. He dismissed the two judges after telling him of a trial set for tomorrow. Apparently one of the minotaurs had murdered a local farmer. He had experience with minotaurs before as in his youth he often tried to teach them the way of the stars. But more often then not they dismissed him with threats.

It seemed fitting that he held one of their kind under scrutiny for a change.He quickly dismissed the thoughts as he was required to remain neutral. He went to his quarters within the temple discovering a letter from one of his old colleagues in Urtistan bringing good news that the population is beginning to accept his preachings. Grabbing a pen, inkwell and parchment he began his reply congratulating his friend.

In the back of his mind a voice whispered to him as he wrote. Its voice too faint to hear now but was growing louder.


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Necromonger

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08-12-2011

((So there's a theological thing going on eh...))


Hilde broke up a crowd that had gathered outside a bakery, for the purpose of looking at a poster and talking rather than contributing to the shop's business.

"Repent for the end is nigh....! " It said, having caused the less skeptical in the city to start causing subversive rumors. Hilde simply tears it off the wall, then keeping it for the Watch.

At the barracks.

"Another illegal religious recruitment poster, some nonsense about Star gods..." Hilde described it briefly, placing the poster on her senior officer's desk. He simply looked at it, and dismissed it.

"Everyone's free to believe what they will, Ravencroft. Just find whoever posted this and remind them to get a permit to preach." regardless, Hilde threw it into the garbage.

"Understood sir." Hilde would have to keep on the look out for who was posting these.


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SmileyDemon

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08-12-2011

Gabranth walked home following a cobblestone road beside a large canal that ran the breath of the city. His hand was rubbing his face, his other arm clutching his helmet. The date had gone south...way south and ended with a slap in the face and a kick in the groin. She left him there, at one of the most expensive restaurants in the city and after paying for them both he left as well.

He knew that he gave up something special when he became a Judge. "Natalya...." he said silently as he walked down the darkened streets. Even at night Icathia was abound in activity. A lute player stood outside a darkened store front a small box lay on the ground beside him. Passersby would throw coins in followed by a gracious bow from the player. The water, perfectly still reflected the stars seen from the walkway as Gabranth himself reflected on his past love. As people walked down the same path as he, they would stop or move their fear of the Judge could plainly be seen.

((lute music http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qIigZZb4ME))


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Sarkan of Arkham

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08-12-2011

When the dawn came, Darik had still not slept. He didn't trust these humans one bit. If he was to die by the hand of one of their kind, he would do so standing tall and proud, the way he should have years before. The guards came, at least 20 of them, came to his cell a short time later, and reattached the leading chains to his shackles. Darik made no attempt to resist them. He was led to a secondary holding chamber, where he would be heavily guarded until whatever the humans had planned for him was ready.


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SmileyDemon

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08-12-2011

In Urtistan...

Father Orr-am stood in the city plaza standing atop a majestic fountain depicting a large Lion with its maw ajar; its muscles tense and ready to pounce. He had sent his letter to Mordred a few days prior telling him of his elation at finally being listened to, even going so far as requesting the funds to build another sanctuary here in Urtistan. Today he had drawn his largest following yet.

"My friends look in yourself and at your life and suffer not for all that is and will be is foretold in the heavens. Yes do you feel the stars weight upon your shoulders? Orr-am looked up at the sun his eyes unblinking. "Behold the father of all stars. By his afixtion in our sky he shows his love of us over his other children. Do you not feel his love?...Do you feel his certainty?" To him this was his best sermon yet as he drew hopeful gazes from listeners.

(( to clarify on their religion: They believe that all life was spawned by primordial deities Karn (The Sun, The Father, The King) Pal-ix (The Moon, The Mother. The Queen) In the beginning there was also another deity Borgous (The Vast, The Empty, Chaos) Karn and Borgous were brothers that fought for the love of Pal-ix. Eventually Karn defeated his brother Borgous sundering his corpse across the firmament. Karn then took Pal-ix as his mate but Pal-ix loved Borgous and grieved his death spurning Karn's advances. In his rage Karn forced himself upon Pal-ix and from their union everything visible in the sky was born. But of all his spawn Karn took interest in only one... Runeterra. There he would show his affection towards his child. Pal-ix on the other hand loved all her children equally showing herself to not just Runeterra but them all. It is the hope of all practitioners of his religion to fulfill their divine fathers commands ))


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SmileyDemon

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08-12-2011

The meanwhile in Icathia...

Gabranth entered the Sanctuary hall. The pews were set aside for this mornings trial. It seemed all of Icathia had taken interest in the proceedings. Unlike a normal crime where the guard would dispense justice, at the behest of the judges of course. The farmers wife, a devout believer wished the trial be done as it was in olden times. Gabranth took his seat across from his friend Baren if he remembered ceremony correctly he would defend the Minotaur's position while Baren would prosecute. The stained glass windows filtered light in on a dais at the center of the room. Onlookers stood at each side eagerly awaiting the trials commencement.

Gabranth looked up at Mordred, sitting levitated at the front center of the chamber. He had seemed pale from what he saw of him yesterday. Gabranth's attention was drawn when the glided doors opened revealing the single largest minotaur Gabranth has ever seen bound in many sets of chains.


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Necromonger

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08-12-2011

(( Let's treat this new religion... like Unitology!))

Hilde and her captain, Abraham, quietly observed the sermon from the sidelines. Suddenly, Abraham moved forward and shouted at the top of his lungs to Father Orr-am.

"Hey! hey! does this father-person you talk about bring food to our tables? does your star god teach anything other than it's some big important thing to be noticed?"
He suddenly called out loud to the minister, disrupting the sermon. The faithful murmur among themselves, a few becoming upset and even angry someone

"Captain!" Hilde said, shocked that her senior officer would exhibit breach of etiquette- and risk the faithful's anger.

"Hey, I'm just saying, Hilde! *Angels* come here and help develop the city, and they don't even claim they're divine! for all we know, what this nutjob is talking about could just be another outsider!" he ranted, pointing at father Orr-am. This drew quite some flak from the worshipers.

"They have every right to believe what they want to. You should head back to barracks, Bram." Hilde simply echoes what the Guard Commander said, though personally she wished it wasn't such a charisma-driven cult. Those types were always asking for trouble, especially if the leader wasn't as collected as they should be.

"Alright. I've had enough of this cult anyway. Later, Ravencroft." Abraham walks off, leaving the mounted guard to monitor the situation.

"Just ignore him, father. As long as you have your permit to rally and hold religious events you won't be bothered." She reassured the crowd and father Orr-am. Still, she could not help but feel uneasy... She wish the day'd just end, so she could go home to her son.


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Ovalusc1

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08-12-2011

((http://summoners.shurelia.com/profiles/910))
Fleng watched as the Minotaur's trial commenced. He didn't like the way things were headed.


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