Over a thousand years ago, a band of nomads traveling through the Tabut Mountains during a harsh winter stumbled across a giant door, built with steel, copper, and ivory. This door was massive, larger than the strongest of mammoths. This band of nomads were simple and had only the most basic grasp of primitive Magicka. But still, they could sense the enormous power emitting from the door itself and the contents within. The cold of the winter would kill them if they could not find shelter, so they used their combined powers to awaken the magick within the door. A series of what we now call Glyphs appeared, mesmerizing the nomads and the door opened. Within, statues of winged reptilian creatures lined the halls and decorated the walls. Runes lined the walls and hallways, big enough to swallow entire houses. But the central chamber, the Otranry, was what impressed the nomads the most. The chamber is round, with carvings in every inch and centimeter of the walls. Runes, Glyphs, everything we know today. In the center of this chamber was an enormous ornate statue of a winged reptile. In one hand he held a broadsword, runes all along the hilt and blade. And in the other, a ball, an orb, that swirled and pulsated with energy and magick.
One of the nomads touched this orb. And Wuku was born. The raw primal energy of the Dragons, combined with the ancient magick of the nomads fused into one type of Magick we call Wuku. We were enlightened and this surge of energy brought peoples of all places and backgrounds to Draconia, our home. We studied the Draconic Runes and Glyphs in the temple and adapted our own language to it, Dragonic. We devised ways of summoning the power of Wuku from these runes and glyphs, we tattooed our bodies in order to better harness Wuku and inscribed our weapons so that we may wield it in a concentrated form. And Wuku himself, the first dragon, watches over our nation and others from the Dragon Temple. He is the source of all things Arcane and Magickal, and he is our life bringer. We owe everything to him.
But I am nearing the end now, and I feel a wave coming. A wave of power unlike anything I've ever felt before. And it will tear this world apart. It will be a war of global proportion and I fear Draconia will be split in many ways by the end of it. Listen to me, child and heed my words. You must prepare. For whatever is coming. For it is old and angry and hungry.
And it will be a War of Wuku.
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The War of Wuku is a fantasy magical warrior role-play, inspired by things such as Fairy Tail, Dynasty Warriors, Pagan, Chinese, and Japanese mythology and magical beliefs. This isn't your standard magic role-play. We'll have Humans, Dwarves, Elves. But we'll also have glyphs, runes, glowing magical tattoos, European weapons, Asian weapons, magically imbued weapons, all powerful dragons, not so powerful but still pretty damn powerful dragons, we'll have political power struggles civil war, basically this world going to hell in a hand basket and your character will be in the middle of it.
I plan on having tons of lore and info in the OOC, but right now I just want to hook people. So what do you folks think?
