I stood in front of my pupils, light from the fire illuminating them before me, curious and young faces staring at me in the comforting light of the fire. Tonight was the night of their first mission, and such it was my obligation to tell them what they've surely heard a thousand times by now, yet tradition must be obeyed. "Long, long ago there once was a kingdom by the name of Galvarok. Her citizens were happy and prosperous, her land rich and fertile, and her king kind and courageous. Until one day they came. From the depths of the earth the beasts rose, otherwordly monsters who killed as if it were some game, pillaging and plundering all that stood in their way. The other nations Voro, Nosk, the Midlands and Westland gave everything they could to aid their neighbor.
Yet it was not enough..........The king couldn't bear to see his people suffer any longer and took matters into his own hands. With his most loyal followers he built a gate, a seal that would lock these demons away for the rest of eternity. And so it came to pass, but at what cost? The king had died, or so it is said. Gave his own life to seal the armies plaguing his land away forever. And so his loyal followers, the men and women who stood by their king as he made the ultimate sacrifice, swore to stand watch over this gate and ensure it never be opened again. The other nations vowed to support these knights in their endeavors, and thus the Choosing came to be.
From this oath, from these watchers came, an order of knights, sentinels to stand watch over the gate and to protect those who cannot defend themselves. Sworn to valor, duty, and honor these knights have stood for a thousand years, protecting the weak and innocent, and striking down the arrogant and unjust. You are these knights, you have all been selected in the Choosing and have advanced to where you are now, standing before me. Each of you will set forth, Raiments in hand to do your sworn duty." I delivered the story solemnly, as tradition requires. Yes, soon these young knights would face the world and stand tall, or be crushed underfoot. I couldn't help but hope for the former. Rubbing my bearded chin I feel......hesitant, I can tell something is coming, something will happen soon, I can feel it on the wind, and only time will tell what awaits us.
This will be a high fantasy type RP set in the world of Ascalon. You will all be playing the young knights that the narrator mentions. Now a few things that I should explain here. A Knight's Raiment is your personal weapon. A weapon that defines you as a knight and can have a great range of powers from manipulating an element to protecting it's bearer from harsh environments or other hazards or to nothing and aside from providing passive benefits to it's wielder.
I will put more information about Ascalon in the OOC or if anyone is really interested and can't wait, just ask! I'm always open for questions.
Yet it was not enough..........The king couldn't bear to see his people suffer any longer and took matters into his own hands. With his most loyal followers he built a gate, a seal that would lock these demons away for the rest of eternity. And so it came to pass, but at what cost? The king had died, or so it is said. Gave his own life to seal the armies plaguing his land away forever. And so his loyal followers, the men and women who stood by their king as he made the ultimate sacrifice, swore to stand watch over this gate and ensure it never be opened again. The other nations vowed to support these knights in their endeavors, and thus the Choosing came to be.
From this oath, from these watchers came, an order of knights, sentinels to stand watch over the gate and to protect those who cannot defend themselves. Sworn to valor, duty, and honor these knights have stood for a thousand years, protecting the weak and innocent, and striking down the arrogant and unjust. You are these knights, you have all been selected in the Choosing and have advanced to where you are now, standing before me. Each of you will set forth, Raiments in hand to do your sworn duty." I delivered the story solemnly, as tradition requires. Yes, soon these young knights would face the world and stand tall, or be crushed underfoot. I couldn't help but hope for the former. Rubbing my bearded chin I feel......hesitant, I can tell something is coming, something will happen soon, I can feel it on the wind, and only time will tell what awaits us.
This will be a high fantasy type RP set in the world of Ascalon. You will all be playing the young knights that the narrator mentions. Now a few things that I should explain here. A Knight's Raiment is your personal weapon. A weapon that defines you as a knight and can have a great range of powers from manipulating an element to protecting it's bearer from harsh environments or other hazards or to nothing and aside from providing passive benefits to it's wielder.
I will put more information about Ascalon in the OOC or if anyone is really interested and can't wait, just ask! I'm always open for questions.
