We all know what happens at the end of every fantasy story ever. The evil king gets killed, the hero gets the girl, and everyone lives happily ever after, right? Right. The end.
But what if we were to ҬШİŜŤ things up a bit? Imagine this: A grand, flourishing kingdom called Eswen. A castle towering over everything in it's shadow. A lush, green forest with trees as large as the castle itself, where plenty of game roam freely. Imagine some hostilities between this kingdom and another, smaller kingdom called Zocaea, but no war. Imagine a happy kingdom.
Bear with me... We're almost done. Now, imagine this changing. Our happy kingdom has now been plunged into complete anarchy. Brother turned against brother, sister struck against sister, friend murdered friend. After the beloved king lost his mind due to a failed assassination, he immediately murdered his entire family, and then he vanished and was never seen again.
The smaller kingdom, seeing their chance to overtake the larger one, launched an attack. Having no one to command them, the larger kingdom fell. The citizens welcomed the idea of finally having a new ruler, so no one rose against the invaders. But almost immediately, a pestilence swept through the land. Again, the entire royal family was killed along with half of the population. The two countries split apart again after some quarrels, but they have no royal family, for they fear they will just die again. This leaves the bandits and the murderers to run about, doing as they wish.
Following the pestilence, all hell broke loose. Quite literally, actually. There was a major earthquake, splitting apart the larger kingdom of Eswen. But no water filled that hole. Instead, a vast plain rose from the depths, sealing itself to the broken land. This plain is overrun with demons and spirits, all of which are seeking to overtake both Eswen and Zocaea. We call this place The Scourge Plains.
Hundreds of people are dying every day, and there's only one person who knew how to help us. The problem is, he doesn't want to help us. He left the country ages ago, and took all of his knowledge with him. Obviously, things aren't looking very bright for Eswen or Zocaea. But certain groups have formed, whether they are for the benefit of the countries or not. There are some who have banded together to find the source of the demons, and some who only wish to keep themselves alive at the expense of others. Both countries have one ambassador, who take it upon themselves to govern the country and keep them from falling into even more anarchy. We wish them the best of luck.
Oh, did you think this was a story? If only. No, you're standing right in the middle of this "story". Good luck. You'll need it.
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But what if we were to ҬШİŜŤ things up a bit? Imagine this: A grand, flourishing kingdom called Eswen. A castle towering over everything in it's shadow. A lush, green forest with trees as large as the castle itself, where plenty of game roam freely. Imagine some hostilities between this kingdom and another, smaller kingdom called Zocaea, but no war. Imagine a happy kingdom.
Bear with me... We're almost done. Now, imagine this changing. Our happy kingdom has now been plunged into complete anarchy. Brother turned against brother, sister struck against sister, friend murdered friend. After the beloved king lost his mind due to a failed assassination, he immediately murdered his entire family, and then he vanished and was never seen again.
The smaller kingdom, seeing their chance to overtake the larger one, launched an attack. Having no one to command them, the larger kingdom fell. The citizens welcomed the idea of finally having a new ruler, so no one rose against the invaders. But almost immediately, a pestilence swept through the land. Again, the entire royal family was killed along with half of the population. The two countries split apart again after some quarrels, but they have no royal family, for they fear they will just die again. This leaves the bandits and the murderers to run about, doing as they wish.
Following the pestilence, all hell broke loose. Quite literally, actually. There was a major earthquake, splitting apart the larger kingdom of Eswen. But no water filled that hole. Instead, a vast plain rose from the depths, sealing itself to the broken land. This plain is overrun with demons and spirits, all of which are seeking to overtake both Eswen and Zocaea. We call this place The Scourge Plains.
Hundreds of people are dying every day, and there's only one person who knew how to help us. The problem is, he doesn't want to help us. He left the country ages ago, and took all of his knowledge with him. Obviously, things aren't looking very bright for Eswen or Zocaea. But certain groups have formed, whether they are for the benefit of the countries or not. There are some who have banded together to find the source of the demons, and some who only wish to keep themselves alive at the expense of others. Both countries have one ambassador, who take it upon themselves to govern the country and keep them from falling into even more anarchy. We wish them the best of luck.
Oh, did you think this was a story? If only. No, you're standing right in the middle of this "story". Good luck. You'll need it.
It's every man for himself out here.
Join here.
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