This is a world where evil reigns. The denizens of this time cower hopelessly before terrors fledgling and ancient. They cry for a savior from these waking nightmares. The old weapons are not enough. A new power is needed. Enemies abound, for even the truly good can sell their souls. Heroes are short-lived, and evil endures. You will need a hero's courage and a strength to match if you are to have any chance of victory. This is a world of horrors and your valor will be pitted against the shadows themselves.
-Stikboy17
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| stikboy17 | Apr 29 2011, 09:39 PM Post #1 |
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Legend tells of Trovek Elf Friend, an ancient silver dragon who was once the lover Gealach Dia. He fell in love with her radiance and swore his service to her domain. He stood strong against time and enemies uncounted, until finally his dedication caught the Goddesses attention, and she appeared before him. She took the form of a beautiful young elf maiden, silver of hair and eyes, porcelain complected and slender of form. He was stunned by her beauty and the moonlight she exuded filled him with peace. When he prostrated himself before her she laughed in delight and bade him to rise, but to take another form so she could look into his eyes. He took his elf form, a tall silver haired young man, and she asked him what reward he would like for his faithful service. He declared that her love was the only reward he would ever need, and he begged her to stay. She was touched by this dragons selflessness, and she agreed to give him one night. She proclaimed her love for him then and named him Protector of Her Realm. For reward she left behind a hoard massive even for a wyrm, and enchanted weapons and armor for his elven form. She spent the night in his embrace, and when the moon set she was gone, leaving him to guard her most precious and holy relics, at the apex of her domain. Edited by stikboy17, May 2 2011, 10:26 PM.
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