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STATUS: "Soon you will have forgotten all things. And soon all things will have forgotten you." 6 yrs ago
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"Soon you will have forgotten all things. And soon all things will have forgotten you."
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@Leotamer I won't be able to do anything until the 5th of May >.< under a bit of pressure. If you want you can start up a piratepad and get started and I'll respond whenever I have a spare moment
@LokiLeo789 hoo ru&wth hvu dn wid loki
@Capt0blivious Oh, I've no idea what the global population is. There's many. Each major region of the world likely has a sullied and unsullied court led by a Lord and Lady, and they all ultimately (for now, at least) pay homage to the main Sullied or Unsullied Court where the supreme monarchs live. If I had to give an actual number though, given the fact that fae are completely magickal creatures that have no need for sustenance and emerge spontaneously more or less at the will of a monarch, there's probably over 50,000 of each, if not a few hundred thousand.
@Lord Zee It was likely not the pointy sticks that served the deathblow, 'cause I know those Zalsarix are damn tough. While wooden sticks could probably make a Zalsarix bleed or ward it off if there is a big enough host, only a strike from Seihdhos could likely actually kill it. Perhaps when the fae get more swords and proper weapons they'll be better equipped to take on the demons without their king and his sword xP
But I wonder what Larwen's reaction will be to these imperfect, ugly, impure creautres resisting the beauty and perfection he offers them >.>
But I wonder what Larwen's reaction will be to these imperfect, ugly, impure creautres resisting the beauty and perfection he offers them >.>
@Capt0blivious I won't be able to really collab until the 4th of May due to two assignments due by then. That post will likely be the last from me for a bit. So feel free to do it in your own time, or if you'd prefer to collab then you might have to wait a wee while
@Capt0blivious hehe, go for it! Newygnong about to join the warfest, a few more swords won't hurt xP
Ooo Brentylwiith! OOO Brentylwiiiith! High Kiiiiing oo the Fae!
from the ልክክልረነ of the ሁክነሁረረጎቿዕ
'Elabeen!' The unsullied was beaten and battered, her wings seared and parts missing, 'Elabeen!' She rushed into a great winding tree through a small hole and descended into its roots where a great cavernous expanse opened up and thousands of unsullied rushed about. Seated on small bark seats were Elabeen and Fylmira, who had been appointed by the King and Queens of the Unsullied as Lord and Lady of the Unsullied Court at the Anathema Heights. 'Elabeen!' The injured unsullied called as she descended. The slightly larger Elabeen looked up and arose, and so too did Fylmira.
'By the Crimson Goddess Tingalina - what has happened to you?' Fylmira, adolescent in appearance, brought the injured Tingalina to her pert breasts in a pitying embrace.
'Speak, Tingalina,' Elabeen said, his red brows furrowed and the usually mischievous spark in his boyish eyes replaced by one more serious and worried.
'Rowan. It took Rowan.' Tingalina managed, sobbing into Fylmira's shoulder. 'It came out of nowhere - a monstrous thing.'
So was the beginning of the nightmare for the Unsullied Court at the Anathema Heights. For weeks thereafter unsullied after unsullied were kidnapped and never heard from again. The war effort against the sullied came to an abrupt halt as the fae everywhere fled from the coming of Larwen's raiders. But it was not long before the Lord and Lady of the Court could bear no longer to see the members of their court struck down one after the other, and they sent for aid from the Great Unsullied Court.
The Unsullied King, Brentylwith, was at the time leading his subjects against the Sullied Court at the Mad Plains, searing terror into the hearts of his eternal foes with Seihdhos. But when news reached him of the plight of the Unsullied Court at the Anathema Heights, he relented in his crusade and forthwith made for the west. And on his arrival, he was the met with the horror that hunted down his people and was taken up in a fury. 'What do they take the unsullied race for that they should hunt us so?' He roared, and descended to Fylmira and Elabeen - who looked far more worn and tired than they had mere weeks ago. 'Call up the unsullied, for I shall lead them personally against these creatures that have taken us for foe.' And so Brentylwith the King drew Seihdhos and led a great unsullied host - one so large had never before been seen to operate as one.
However, after engaging one of the kidnappers in battle, the King realised that the unsullied could not hope to resist these creatures with their bare hands. 'We cannot fight these creatures with our bare hands as we do our sullied foe - do you not see that the Crimson Goddess has given me Seihdhos? So go ye forth to the trees and take from them branches, and I would have you sharpen them on stones.' And with this, Brentylwith armed his people with sharpened staves, and when next they met a Zalsarix kidnapper - or Morigs, as the unsullied had taken to calling them - the hated creature was pierced by thousands of little spears and leaked its green, toxic blood. When a foolish unsullied thought to touch the blood, it screeched in pain and its hand began to melt swiftly. Were it not for the presence of the King, who swiftly severed the poisoned flesh, the fae would have died a most painful and ignomanious death. 'Do not touch the green fluids that from their depths emerge!' The King decreed.
One day, while stalking a Morig with a small host, Brentilwyth the King came upon a creature most strange, and he drew his great sword Seihdhos and bid the creature make known its identity. And the strange creature drew its own sword.
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