Post by melvina on Jul 1, 2017 7:06:44 GMT -6
The Depraved Wastelands
These are hostile, unforgiving lands. A time where violence and depravity is rife. The Depraved Wastelands are already home to a few who can never leave the perpetual hell that is the Exiled Lands. These lands are barren and sterile. There is no chance of new life and no hope of escape. You will not see babies or children roaming this place.
Far in the North the Raven banners of the Amazons stand tall; maidens of battle, beautiful and deadly. Tasked with a mission, these women warriors stand against the tyranny of man, opposing any who would think to enslave or abuse those women who cannot stand for themselves. With sharp eyes, they observe and watch for weakening of the Wards of the Ghost Wall; ready to pounce, should the wall become breachable.
Somewhere else in the North, live another tribe of women, known at the Valkyries. Without the need for hierarchy they work together to form shelter and safety. They will happily accept men into their tribe. In the majority, they are warriors, but they do not seek out trouble quite the contrary. Valkyries will help those in need and take in the weak.
Whilst in the South, Melvina, the peacekeeper resides with her personal bodyguard, Golyth, and her trusty crafter, Mehriano. Since her exile she stumbled across some ruins which she decided to renovate and turn into a Crafting Guild. Accepting help from passers by and exiles seeking refuge in return for their labour. Using her beauty and seductive manner to enlist the help of others unfortunate enough to also be stranded here. In the hope to bring some unity and peace across these Lands, The Crafting Guild offers salvation to those in need and equipment to those who wish to craft.
On the Oasis, Northwest from the Craft Hall, you will discover the Healers Lagoon. This is a place of beauty and relaxation. A place where, if approached appropriately, you will be welcomed with open arms, and offered a soft place to lie down after the rigors of the gruelling, hot desert dunes to the south. Ariiella is the domina there, leader of her clan, filled with guards to keep her and her lands safe, enabling her, and others, to heal and protect. She welcomes all that carry no open hostility nor drawn weapons, and heals all, regardless of faith, nation of origin, or creed.
Following her exile, Mohaka grew up the daughter of a slaver, never liking that business she moved out on her own and went south in search of her calling. An openness and passion from within, makes her a very curious young woman and she decided she wanted to share this. Providing pleasure and comfort to others that are also trapped in these harsh lands. She went forth and created "Mons Venus" the jewel of the southern river where guests can come and forget their troubles, if but for a little while. The skilled men and women at Mons Venus can take care of any of your most intimate needs, so why not pay them a visit?
Scattered randomly around the map, many cannibal savages and tribes adore their god Yog. It’s rumoured they gather around a Temple, where they perform their barbaric rituals and sacrifice ceremonies. They are known as the Cult of Yog… sometimes they can be friendly but beware of their true intentions.
Long ago in times forgotten there was the burning one, The lord of Light and Flame who would cast his glow upon us each and every day, Blessing the land with light to grow crops and the strength to banish the darkness."The fallen one takes the name Zer and builds a mighty spire knowing all too well the harsh lands of Ymir are not for the weak. Conviction would take over him as he sets out to restore his once mighty empire setting out what few priests he has to the southern desert lands to convert more into "The Fallen Flame Cult"
Having been in these lands for sometime, it has been noted that no one can ever die. After much investigation, discussions and searching over many years, it has been discovered that the bracelets which adorn us binds us to these lands. Unable to free ourselves from this place, simply falling unconscious, only to wake a while later to find you remain alive and breathing in this godforsaken place.
A lot of mystery surrounds the whole of the desert and it is unknown what truly lies beyond; corruption, sorcery and terror. But following some kind of unexplainable, magical sandstorm, the whole world was destroyed, with only the bound exiles waking up to find everything desolate. However, with a chill coming from the North, a coldness not felt before, something different.
These lands are hellish, these lands are depraved, will you survive?
Enter at your own risk.
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