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Post by Bloodmancer on Oct 26, 2016 20:04:06 GMT -5
Not a single person has set foot in this cursed city for over a hundred years... and yet it remains just as it was the day it was abandoned.
Though the sounds of life can no longer be heard... wind can still be heard whistling through the empty buildings.
This now nameless place was a center of commerce and culture. Thousands of people lived here, including Vikarus's ruler, but after so long, it is nothing but a graveyard.
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Post by Bloodmancer on Feb 11, 2017 19:34:34 GMT -5
--Eve--
Eve awakes in the darkest of places. A place that smells deeply of rot and ruin. Stranger yet is how she awoke upright staring out of a window. An empty city lays sprawling before her.
Behind her, a half melted candle claims it part of the shadow, showing the way to an alter...
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Post by Bloodmancer on Feb 11, 2017 19:46:09 GMT -5
-Purt-
You had the strangest dream... again and again you heard the words in your head "Reap what you sow... sow what you reap."
Of course, you find that you might still be sleeping when you wake up inside of a damp closet, a loud banging emanating from somewhere outside.
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Post by Malefio on Feb 15, 2017 20:29:04 GMT -5
Eve will grab the candle and carefully walk to the altar
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Post by Bloodmancer on Feb 19, 2017 23:03:15 GMT -5
-Eve-
As eve carefully walk towards the alter, eve can hear voices chanting something strange...
"Be the one! BE the one! BE THE ONE!"
Suddenly, the window behind eve explodes. A cold wind blows past you and the alter sinks into the floor, leaving behind a strange message on the wall. "Take... disciples... hearts..."
The building seems brighter somehow...
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Post by Malefio on Feb 21, 2017 20:54:46 GMT -5
"Hum... I have no interest in taking anyone's heart..."
Eve will carefully walk to the window that broke
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