The End of Eternity: An Empire Falls
They said this day would never come.
This glorious Ethernal Empire, created by man and blessed by God.
700 years ago, this glorious domain of God was born. From the ashes of the Gladisan Republic, Julius Kaiser seized power, crowning himself the first Emperor of this empire of true glory.
Barbarians, fools, infidels and heathens all wanted a part of the glory of Ether. But our armies, built from the finest steel from the greatest craftsmen and commanded by the brilliant commanders of Ether, we held them back and even expanded.
There are things that are not meant to end. Like the sun. Like the tides. Like our Empire.
But perhaps, we were wrong. The time has come. The barbarians of Magnis have stormed our lands. The hordes of warriors from the Northern Reaches have nursed their wounds and taken our cities. And usurpers that clamour for a crown that sits atop a decaying column will erode Ethernal glory.
Kill me. You have changed nothing.
The last speech of Legatus Flavius Stilicho (630 EE - 699 EE), just before his execution by the Ethernal Senate for his defeat against the barbarian king Magnus.
Fall of an empire RP! It's set in a fantasy world of roughly... medieval times? Where almost any species goes. Except sparkling vampires.
(By the way, 'Ethernal' is a word similar to 'American', 'British' or 'Canadian'. It represents nationality. 'Ether' refers to the capital of the empire.)
Factions: (Factions... may not be the best word to describe it. Since loyalists may kill each other to further their own position. Barbarians may have conflict with each other over dividing the border territories of Ether. Usurpers... will most likely be warring with each other if not with Ether.)