Nebula Gravis
04-10-2012, 09:56 AM
[OOC @Angel: I have a town named after me ^^ or is this just because the meaning of Itzal is "shadow" in Basque? Yer I did my research with this :p
Either way, yes, the torn gap lies in U-10 mountain range.]
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[Itzal - Undran Tomb of Nigerautumnus ~ The Torn Gap ~ U-10]
Itzal tried to open his eyes, the Undran Crystal had been surrounded by turmoil and violence. Were those who fought over it really that foolish? The victor's spoils would mean the downfall...lucky be the loser...the loser of...
a dream presented itself once more.
[Itzal - Falaryn Court ~ Grand Undran ~ The depths of history]
Lord Alçia stood on the Falaryn Court before the prince of Undran. Several guards were patrolling the court as well, among them, Itzal.
'...The loser of the war. You will lose this war, Prince Fear. The humans have landed on the coasts of Grand Undran and are taking down the Shadow Beacons as we speak. Soon we will have no more space left for us to live in and the parliament...'
'I could not care less about the parliament. They are frightened, are there any proud Undran left who desire to fight for me?!'
'The parliament demands you relinquish your throne, sire. There is no one left who defends you. If you would please hand over your crown, your ruling days are over.'
Itzal watched guards drag away the prince who had stuck his sword into the stone tiles of the court and created a cut through the court, what would later become a symbol of a divided Grand Undran. Itzal woke up from his pondering as he was leaning against the shadow beacon. All of this had happened not that long ago and now the final battle of a losing war was about to begin.
The current civilization of Nigerautumnus had been built upon the ruins of an ancient kingdom, the kingdom of Undran, a forgotten past.
Its forgotten history has started to resurface. Old ghosts of the shadow beacons are darkening the skies once more and in the depths of the continent fear spreads.
Either way, yes, the torn gap lies in U-10 mountain range.]
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[Itzal - Undran Tomb of Nigerautumnus ~ The Torn Gap ~ U-10]
Itzal tried to open his eyes, the Undran Crystal had been surrounded by turmoil and violence. Were those who fought over it really that foolish? The victor's spoils would mean the downfall...lucky be the loser...the loser of...
a dream presented itself once more.
[Itzal - Falaryn Court ~ Grand Undran ~ The depths of history]
Lord Alçia stood on the Falaryn Court before the prince of Undran. Several guards were patrolling the court as well, among them, Itzal.
'...The loser of the war. You will lose this war, Prince Fear. The humans have landed on the coasts of Grand Undran and are taking down the Shadow Beacons as we speak. Soon we will have no more space left for us to live in and the parliament...'
'I could not care less about the parliament. They are frightened, are there any proud Undran left who desire to fight for me?!'
'The parliament demands you relinquish your throne, sire. There is no one left who defends you. If you would please hand over your crown, your ruling days are over.'
Itzal watched guards drag away the prince who had stuck his sword into the stone tiles of the court and created a cut through the court, what would later become a symbol of a divided Grand Undran. Itzal woke up from his pondering as he was leaning against the shadow beacon. All of this had happened not that long ago and now the final battle of a losing war was about to begin.
The current civilization of Nigerautumnus had been built upon the ruins of an ancient kingdom, the kingdom of Undran, a forgotten past.
Its forgotten history has started to resurface. Old ghosts of the shadow beacons are darkening the skies once more and in the depths of the continent fear spreads.
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My developer blog can be found here:
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In a distant future an ancient threat stirs...heroes of old take up their arms once more.
For my writing project that includes my rmxp project I'm also maintaining a private wiki; if you wish to follow me, let me know.
My developer blog can be found here:
http://the-otherworld-tales.blogspot.be/
Gazetteer responsible for Pherione's Developer Interviews. My thread here.
More info or questions? PM me