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Type of Roleplay:Fantasy//equine
Roleplaying Expertise: Intermediate//advanced
Date of Establishment:2-6-06
Active?:It is new, but we shall see..hopefully
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Plot

Version 1
Separating the dead from the living

A novel, a tale a history behind such magical lands, yes this is your explanation. The reason behind the walking dead, the ghost, the haunting memories that seem to plague these lands after…well I shall tell you the story, I suppose, but shh this is only a mere secret, for none but those involved know of what happened that murderous night. A secret buried that can awake the dead, powerful, destructive, perhaps even magical, Yes Magical indeed, however a forbidden love, classic cover-up, how could things go this wrong? I will tell you how, deceitful magic.

In these lands live immortal deities, one for the blood craving, and one for the pure hearted equines. Yet never where they to meet without reason, but when war breaks upon the realm, and the death toll rises it is enough for such powerful creatures to meet. However neither met in true form, the darkened goddess hid in obsidian hide of Spanish decent, as the pure god met the other in a crimson covering, both which were not the true colors of the creatures, or were they? They met, they talked, and purposely found no solution, the meetings continued. Day by night they met twice each day, hoping that in their innocent intentions the magic of the realm would not be upset by their meetings.

Months passed and as the year progressed war was still a burden upon such lands. Valiant soldier pressed on enemy grounds, many courageous soldiers killed. Many sought out for their gods, yet they found not. Campaigns reigned, strategies used to each advantage they could, but still they were equal. The kings and queens sent off their fastest messengers yet only one of the dark harem found the sacred meeting place of the gods. In silence he crept up upon them, knowing of the laws what he saw shocked him. You see as the days progressed the two immortals fell swiftly, silently in love. They messenger seeing this ran quickly to his master and reported his sights. The innocent love, was now a deadly affair. The news spread like a disease upon the lands, those uninjured, those undead attended a universal meeting in which each god was tried and persecuted by his own followers. In which the un-molded magic’s cast their judgement. According to the lights, their god has survived the punishments and still reigns as a strong beacon of hope, yet the darks, their goddess was not seen again, in thus the one god ruled over all the living, but do you think this is the end?

Many say the immortal goddess turned her back to her followers, leaving them as they abandoned her for her judgment, many say she simply vanished, yet none know the truth. None know that the immortals were sent into a purgatory where they themselves battled each other for their lives, just as they left their followers to do. None know that in their sin the living god murdered his love and she was cast into the spirit world, for it is a secret he has told none. But do not under estimate the goddess now, she found a path, and she found the gate. She has returned to the realm which has betrayed her, but now she brings new followers, for it is she who is the living dead, and now she will reign over the realm as the spirit goddess and cast her judgment upon all those who abandoned her as she seeks her revenge upon her killer. She will bring revenge as day by day more spirits cross the border, physical once again, yet do not forget they are dead. Yet they will learn just as she did as they continue to dwell upon these lands their powers grow, an enviable uprising in coming, one that will separate the dead from the living.

As for the mortals who still live war still clashes, leads have died, the kings and queens of all alliances have perished leaving no heir to the throne. Many think they are going crazy, that the ghost of the fallen haunt them, indeed they very well may in these times. The living god is haunted by the fair sweet vixen he betrayed, many are now killing just forget. Many are dieing as attacks are let loose upon them, they still unaware of the ethereal invaders. The battle are growing strong once again as the ghost act like instigators, but will any one ever figure this out, not yet, no that is saved for another story, another chapter of
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