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Moon Phase
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Two thousand years ago, there were two gods: Rayzaek, the God of Sun and Isiliah, the Goddess of Moon.
They were, of course, merely humans, humans with strange and unprecedented powers, humans who found each other and bent the whole of Desamarai to worship them.
They were lovers, they were saviors, they were the heralds of a great change, they could not last forever.
In the face of a kingdom falling apart, their love faded and they fought. They fought and retreated to their homelands- Rayzaek to Maikor and the south, Isiliah to Deida and the north. Here they split Desamarai into two, here they forever altered the world as they knew it, here they sewed seeds of discord to grow eternally. Here they died.
Here they continue to shed blood.
Announcements
5/18/09 Lyra here! We've had a recent influx of members, which is wonderful. (:
I've just added some new boards for the Isellean and Pyndian Oceans. It's time to sail the high seas, eh? Indulge yourself in underwater towns, sea serpent mating frenzies, human sacrifices and shipwrecks, etc.!
In other news, I'm hoping to start up the plot proper sometime. But I can't until we have some Desarian Royalty and some proper religious leaders. Soooo...
*nudge nudge wink wink*
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A short stop on the road to anywhere
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"Okay." He squinted at the approaching man- a farmer by the looks of it, with a pitchfork at his side. A strand of hay still clung to one of the iron tongs. He came closer, his square face frowning and well-aged. Red made sure to stand in front of the view of the clothes and called out to the farmer when he drew close enough, "Hello!" What was strange was that the farmer didn't seem much surprised by this walking, talking tree-man. Instead, he seemed more disgusted. "I though' I told ya tuh stay away from here." Red worried. "Well I had to pass through, I'm going north again. I needed-" "I don't care where yur goin', I just want ya tuh stay away from here, or else I'll take an axe to yuh." "O-Okay..." Red turned about to step out of the water, then realized he'd need the clothes. Clumsily, he tried to pick them up but his branch-arms weren't made for this- all his leaved got in the way. The larger objects he could get without too much trouble. But the smaller ones, like those gauntlets, he couldn't get. Silently, he pleaded with Tetroneaque for help. "Hey, what do yuh think yur doin' ? Why yuh clothes, yur a tree?" Red looked around. "They're for a friend..." The farmer looked very suspicious, hefted his pitchfork as if ready to attack.
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A distant and familiar sadness calls to us As if carried on the wind, like burning sand Brothers and sisters, away, you endure Stranded on our own land A memory etched into soul and skin Leaves a scar that never heals Our family is strong, but scattered Across the stars and fields We will not abandon you We will not forget you We will return for you
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Humans... Tetroneaque thought to himself and sighed inwardly. A plan quickly began to form in the crafty young kitsune's mind though. Perhaps this old human would prove entertaining, and allow Tetroneaque to practice his acting skills at the same time.
Tetroneaque hopped out of hiding and landed in front of the farmer. He sat up straight, fluffed out his tails, stared intensely at the human, and generally attempted to look as imposing as possible. To his credit he did a rather admirable job, what with being an adorable purple fox.
"I have witnessed your intollerant ways puny human." Tetroneaque stated, using his wind magic to amplify and distort his voice. It was a complicated trick, but effective at making Tetroneaque's voice boom like a titan's.
"Change your ways or you and everyone you care for shall suffer a terrible curse!" He continued, conjuring up a good gust of wind for dramatic effect. The wind was strong enough to cause the farmer to steady himself, or risk being knocked over.
"Heed my message and leave this peaceful being alone... or face the dire consequences!" To punctuate his little speech a bolt of lightning came crashing down from the cloudless sky, striking the road a short distance away.
The entire time Tetroneaque was trying to keep himself from laughing, or risk ruining his little act. The kitsune was quite confident the theatrics would scare the man away. Plus, there were othet options still available if the man proved too stuborn.
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Red jumped back a little, starting to say, "Tetro-" The man, meanwhile, stepped back, eyes wide. This creature, in his eyes, was much larger, a frightening beast flashing with the want to kill him. He near wet himself from the fright of it, was rooted to the spot for a moment. And then, as the creature finished its speech, he turned tail and ran away, dropping his pitchfork in the grass. And thus was formed a man who was mighty afeared of foxes and had a thing for watering all the trees in his vicinity. Red laughed, he couldn't help it. It hadn't been a nice thing but Tetroneaque's performance had been nothing short of spectacular, and the way that man had run...
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A distant and familiar sadness calls to us As if carried on the wind, like burning sand Brothers and sisters, away, you endure Stranded on our own land A memory etched into soul and skin Leaves a scar that never heals Our family is strong, but scattered Across the stars and fields We will not abandon you We will not forget you We will return for you
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