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Elidor. The land of dreams and a world of dreamers. A land of hope and a world of hopefuls. Its borders streched from the Sea Of Screams in the west to the deserts of Ran'cor in the east and it covered every thing in between. It was a land of love, singing, dancing and joy. That was untill Encabbossa walked the world of man.

Around 10 years past in the realm of Yadmak, Elidor unfriendly neighbour, the Yadmakian Battle Mages had called apon dark powers in their dream of war and destruction. But something went wrong, something happened and Encabbossa was born. Elidor is in an uneasy time. Bandits plague the roads ever more and tales of dark things in the night being to become ever more common. This is where our tale beings.

Name: Reigner Asha'man
Title: Captain of the Children Of the Light
Race: Human
Age: 20
Weapons: Single handed weapons (mainly his mace, Dawn Star) and shields (Darkwind)
Skills: Divine. (Healing and protection)
Apperance: Long Silver hair, Steel full plate with a silver flame on it. He carries a long sword and has a medium sized round shield straped to his back. He is handsome looking but has many scars from old battles. Has a Celestial war horse clad in steel armour called Ranmer.

I rode long and hard for 3 days solid to get there in time but I feared for all my haste I was to late. The village came into view and my heart sank. I must have been a day late at least. Skeletons of the building remained of the village I was sent to aid, I had failed in that task but not the main one. He would pay, he would pay with his blood. I knew it went against my training as a cleric of the Flame, but at that time I let my emotions gain the better of me. Anger. Anger was all that I felt, and I hoped that some of the enemy remained behind just so I could do something to avenge the good people that had been slain there. I was closing the gap between me and the now non existant village faster, and faster. I would have driven any normal horse to death, two nights back but a celestial being is harder to stop. I kicked Ranmar again to get her moving, letting her know of the need I had. She moved with a new sence of purpose. She knew what had happened as much as I did.

The next moment I was riding into the centre of the square only to begin having my sence of smell assulted by the scent of death and burnt flesh. The bastards had collected the bodies and made a mountain out of them just to save of fire wood. I know I screamed. But I never remember hearing a sound. Movement behind me. I turn. A small child no more than 7 coming out of the wreckage of a house. I ran and caught her before she fell. Cuts, burns and bruises but no tears, strong child. "They came and asked for you, we told them they would know what they wanted only after we had drawn our last breath". For me? This death was my doing. She slept the sleep of evermore. I laid her down to rest one last time. He would pay, his life would end for this agony he had ordered.

I looked to the heavens and shouted. "YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS REDRICK, YOU HEAR, YOUR LIFE IS FORFEIT!"

Gabranth. He was here. I left him here while I looked for the crypt. Was he dead, could TrueSilver deem it is duty to fall in this fight? The girl was gone, there was nothing I could do for her now. I decided to check the destrution for any survivors that that I could help. Stumbling through the wreakage I come across more bodies the attackers couldn't be asked or bothered to collect. They seemed so peaceful if you couldn't see the severed arms, broken limbs and the blood. It was everywhere, covering the floor, walls and ceiling. Limbs lay dicarded like used rags of a blacksmiths floor. I servayed the room, taking in the nightmare to its full. I removed my chest piece and placed it, resting against the wall facing the doorway along with my shield. I had just stabled Ranmer outside and given her one of her feed bags. I policed the bodys and took them outside. Tomorrow I would be giving an entire village its last rights, for now I could only make their rest as peacful as possible. I grabbed the legs of a male and went to pull but his left leg gave way, causing it to come off in my hand. Sadness, anger, a feeling of helplessness for the first time in my life I felt helpless, as if I couldn't do anything. But that would pass. After collecting the 3 bodies that littered the room, I decided to make camp but before rest came praying and I would not lay on soiled ground. I would hallow this place.

I left the confines of the building I was using, a small cottage on the edge of the market, just off the main road that lead to the next village, Peaks Edge. I moved around looking from building to building trying to find people I could help and the things I need for my Rite of Sactuary. The church would have the supplies need for that but I also need food. On my way here I had eaten all my supplies of food in the sadle, just to try and keep my strength. I found what would have been a fruit vender. Rumaging around the debrie I found a few apples along with some healing herbs in the back room. It looked like the owner wasn't in when the attack hit as their was no body, that or he or she was on the now smuldering fire pile. A butheres stood nextdoor with enough meat to last we a week, I salted it with the salt supplies I could find and wrapped them in a buddle from some cloth I had found. I made my way to the church down the road, in the opposite direction from my camp site. It was a church dedicated to the worship of Palor, the god of the sun and of the harvest. As soon as I was through the door I wanted to turn back, I wanted to leave but this was the only place I would find the supplies I needed. On the alter, layed the priest of the church. His white robes, stained with blood, his blood and that of others. The priest had put up a fight. In his left hand he still gripped the handle of a mace and laying to his right was a pick-hammer. The bodies of 3 dead beings lay on the floor around him and an extra limb was just visable behind the alter. At least he sent some of the barstards to their deaths. The remains of other villagers lay where they feel among the aisle. There was blood stains on the floor, looking as if some had been dragged outside to the fire. Why? Why this place of all locations the enemy could have attacked, and why now? The worse thing was, how had an army or even a band of Yadmakian's got past Elidor's border partols and Keep's? I walked down towards the alter to check on the state of the priest. Half of the elderly mans face was missing and it looked as if something had eaten began eating away at his ribs and mid-section. I collected the holy water and headed back to my make shift camp. I take Ranmer inside to save her from the coming storm as dark clouds role over head. I pour the holy water across the gap of the door way and cast my spell. "No-one can enter that way without my word now." I say to myself. I move around the building and do the same to every door,window and crack that I see. I grab my bedroll from the sadle bags and sit down to eat. After finishing th esalted meat and some cheese I hear the tapping of footsteps outside amoung the rain and thunder. I grab my sword and move to the window to look.


((Sorry about that I can get carried away sometimes ok let me tell you about this RP then. It is set in the land of Elidor, a peacful land in Welcor. Yadmak has been a constant pain in Elidor's side and the front between the two is called The Line Of A Thousand Cuts. Yadmak finally went to far and called forth demons and the dead to aid them in their war but something sent wrong when they tried to call one of the demon lords to them. Encabbossa was the ensuing result. Encabbossa now has control over Yadmak and is trying to spread into Elidor. This is a land of magic and wonder. I will now give you a quick run down certain skill and powers. To keep things simple you can only pick 3 things from the skills and powers lists. This will also stop god-modding.



Skils and Powers:

Acrobatics - can climb and jump around really well.
Poisons - does what is says on the tin
Speed - fast is always good
Shadow step - step between shadows
Accute sences - great hearing and sight
Chi - Can heal self at a slow rate
Divine healing - Can heal other people and harm undead
Natural power - Can change shape into any creature
Acrane - Powerful fire, wind, water and earth magic
Single handed weapons
Two handed weapons
Shields
Staffs
Bows
Duel weapon fighting ( single handed weapons only and don't count as taking single handed weapon skill)


((The scence is that of a decimated village, Golden Fields Crossing, that has just been attacked by an army of undead. They left heading north to the Thunder Cliffs in the distance. I would like to make this RP as rich and to have a detailed history if possible so if you want add new things to it like land marks or historic events. So get posting and making your characters people.))

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