Gothic Shujin
Fading Memory
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OMNI OCC (Character sheets and Atlas')
It is said that Omni was created after a great struggle. A tantrum really, after a large war between the true two gods.
There was a game, played and lost, played and won, and the loser decided he would lose no more...
The angry vengefull god waved its appendage... you could call it, its arm... and tore existence in two. Shaping what was its own, and what belonged to its counterpart. Consolidating life and death, heaven and hell, light and dark.. into two spheres.
The generous god smiled, with what we could call a mouth, and offered that there was no need to stop sharing all existence over one small arguement. But this was not the first... it was one of many.. it was the last.
Because the two never planned on competing or playing together again, they created a populace for their lands, so they would never be alone again. As centuries past the two existences, the two worlds had nearly as many struggles as their creators had.
The gods saw this and so they collaborated on a "buffer". An area where both could play, finnally together again, but only as observers, unless it was discussed otherwise... this new existence was the bridge between the other two, and in it, held the compromise that made the gods ultimately love each other again...
They called this land...
"...Omni."
The venerable old man shut the dusty old tomb and set it down on a rickety wooden stool beside the child's bed... with a wave of his hand the lights dimmed and he smiled...
"Its time for bed Soveriegn.. we can finish with the theology lesson tommorrow."
The sleepy prince with his golden locks of freshly braided hair drifted off, but before he murmured...
"Is that what really happened grandpa?"
His grandfather rose and placed a hand on the boys forehead, he uttered a word and the boy was asleep...
"...no one knows my boy... but its what most of us beleive. Hush... tommorrow you have much studying to do"
He grinned again before turning and heading to the door, before he could reach it there was a knock. He rushed over and opened it a crack an annoyed look on his face...
"Elder... it has begun... they are calling you..."
"Shut up you fool, i am coming.. you will wake the child..." he shut the door and followed the plate armored gaurd into a large audiance hall.
In the hall, stood his son King Altarius, Queen Rynnasia, sevral arch mages and his own staff of private advisors. He stood beside his son as they all stared fixedly at the apparition hovering several meters in front of them...
As it spoke their very souls shivered...
"This is unacceptable... if these are your terms than prepare for war... I thought your kingdom wise... but it appears you take me for a fool..."
Its voice was void of any resemblance of humanity even tho the unholy Lord Damoliclous was once as human as the very child He had just put to bed.
"You cannot be SERIOUS... what you ask is not a reasonable compromise!!," the king challenged "that is too many...we cannot spare that many men, that many women or children!"
"Then you dont have to... Ill simply releive you of your burden... Ill take them all."
Damoliclous vanished into a black mist and the room grew quiet.
"Its begun... contact the goddess... im sure that his ArchConstructs are on their way..."
With the kings order the room dispersed as if the end of the world was coming... there was no orderly file and no calm conduct... the advisors and even the battle hardened officers outside the chamber fled to their duties and post as if for the last time.
He approached his son..
"This is not the end Altarius... be calm. There will be a tommorrow."
"Perhaps father... but at what cost..."
*********************************************
Omni was an extremely vibrant land, full of flora and a great many species of wildlife whose origins were as old as the creation of it itself.
Sometime during the first great war, a man studying the dark arts came to power in the northern hemisphere, gaining title over most of the lands and ultimately becoming king by way of succession.
Damoliclous had good relations with the now rulers of the south but slowly he began to change, once he became the complete ruler of the northern lands he proclaimed it "Necrosia" and closed its borders. Creating a great many problems for his neighbors to the south.
Years rolled on and the once stalwart neighbor to the north became inceasingly unfriendly, even aggressive. Eventually Damoliclous was nothing of his former self. Rumored to have sold his soul he appeared infrequently in public and even then as some unholy thing no one understood.
Eventually the lands of Necrosia and the kingdom of king Altarius were at war. All other kingdoms, wich were under the fealty of King Altarius were dragged into the struggle.. some kicking and screaming. This created tension among humans and demi humans... some of wich lived so far from Necrosia they considered it not their problem. Many could not even remmember why they were fighting. In the last year of struggle... The Unholy Lord of Necrosia summoned all his dark mages into a tower. For months they poured over every ritual that had ever seen the light of day and some that did not. They called upon four creatures and bound them to the land... they were djinn, tied to the very life of the kingdom.
Damolicous called them his "ArchConstructs" but they were pretty much Golem gods and greater Elementals.
He Demanded a fief in exchange for the peace of the two kingdoms. Slaves to work for him and his nobles, to repopulate the land wich he had been slowly killing with his evil.
This started the second great war. The Arch Constructs slaughtered the kingdoms knights and mages and elite garrison. Even the valliant paladins fell to their horrifying power. Fueled by more than magick, it was the king's father who managed to get the goddess of nature involved.
An old acolyte and once ruler of the kingdom himself, with the help of the goddess and thousands and thousands of lives... the Unholy Lord of Necrosia fell and with him his Contructs. As they fell and toppled to the ground... fire died out... the waters receaded.. the sky turned scorched.
The land seemed cursed... dead.
Those that survived the Unholy Lord's madness swore fealty to the king Altarius and ultimately the war was written in history books as an overwhelming victory. When in fact existence was on the brink. Those kingdoms wich helped the struggle originally were honored and diffferences eventually gave way to strong ties. Those that did not, were considered enemies and a majority of these Lords fled into the ruins of Necrosia.
Time moved on...
And everyone forgot the boon that was owed the goddess of nature.
"By order of our High King, Lord Soveriegn the Second, There is a mandatory curfew for all woman and children in the land of Altarious... for details see any one of the many posts hanging around Berthe. By nightfall only adult males are to be on the streets, I repeat for your safety only adult males on the streets after nightfall!"
The crier was tugged by the collar of his neck by an old woman old enough to be his mother and then some...
"And what am i supposed to do sonny if i have to head out to the baths, or the pub?"
He merely shook his head and attempted to give the woman a sympathetic look when all he wanted to do was get back home before a riot started...
The moans and groans from the crowd were not half as bad and the gentleman predicted. News such as this.. on the eve of the Deconstructus celebration... was expected to be recieved far worse. It was the anniverssary of the death of some great terror, wich no one truely understood, but they gave one another gifts and sang songs and decorated the town anyway... it had become more for the market of the thing...than for a greatfullness to what it truely meant.
Crude streamers and adornments of all shapes and colors littered the main streets and tops of buildings. Children discussed what the wanted as a present and the light from the sun still shone high overhead, casting its rays and bathing the costal town of Berthe in a glorious brightness. It was what would come when darkness fell that had the Lord of the land at an unease.
The harbor was bustling with large muscular men loading and unloading crates and foodstuffs off and on, on and off, the galleys and kingdom ships docked since morning. The stench of old fish...left too long sitting in the sun, wafted through most of the entire center of town... the winds having a sense of humor on this busy busy day.
The bell from the church towards the center of town rang... resounding through the ears of the clergymen and the faithfull sitting down for their miday worship...
All in all the streets, form market to red sign district, were equally crowded. A new batch of mercenaries, fresh from the capital had arrived on horseback. They pushed and squeezed their way through the sea of pedestrians.. headed towards the docks, their destination... the only boat NOT carrying supplies or commerce...
A warship.
For several months, the quiet once forgotten and barely explored lands of Necrosia had become of great interests to the people of Berthe. For many many years after the second great war, the lands had knew peace. Ignored where the history books, and the lessons of blood and anguish. Discarded had been the memories of what was lost to gain freedom, people simply didnt want to think of such things. Untill recently...
It started as a missing a child. Then a child a woman and her father. Eventually anyone crossing to the southern continent, wich had been desolate since the war, went missing. It was speculated that not all the darkness in Necrosia, had been obliterated by the light.
While Altarious had always been plagued by goblins, gnolls, trolls, and all manner of creatures that did not always coexist with humans or demi humans, those things that were rumored to reside across the ocean were unpeakable. To put the populace at ease the High King Sovereign II, still trying to prove his wisdom, passed the mercanaries deputization act.
This allowed bounty hunters some degree of slack withen the eyes of the law, and at the same time was a war song for any who needed work and would risk their lives in the unholy lands of Necrosia. While Altarious also sent knights and palladins and mages, few returned... and fewer and fewer signed up for such details.
In these grim times, all kinds of men and women flooded into Berthe, the last bastion of civilization before the coast... before the horrors across the sea....
A small humanoid in a large brown, wide brimmed hat shuffled between the legs of the crowd gathered by the town crier. He looked like a small child but upon getting a closer look one would clearly see he was no human child, rather an adult goblin. Greenish skin, and long pointed ears, gave that fact away fairly easily. He covered his unsightly features as best as he could but didnt like the constricting feelings of hoods.
After climbing up on stage in the center of town hall, his tiny little legs swinging over to the amusement of several onlookers, he hefted the large knapsack he held onto the floor with a thunk.
He dug inside of it... nearly half of his body dissappearing withen before pulling out a small pouch... he scanned the crowd....
"I hate this... I hate this... dirty stinking rat bastard... ME HATE THIS.. why me?," he muttered as his shifty eyes searched for something or someone...
Turning toward the red sign district, the nervous goblin kept his eye on an attractive woman leaning against a market cart as if she belonged there, but he knew better.
He eyed the skyline... looking at the second level of the inn, across the street, he looked toward the docks... and then finnally at the crowd and the influx of people coming in off the mainroad...
Sweat pouring off his brow.
(Ok guys, thats it... hope your in the mood. Now treat this like we are all sitting around a table... obviously you are doing more storytelling than if that were true, but for all intents and purposes ill play NPCs, Im glad we are getting started, this should be alot of fun. Read the OCC there is some info in that for you guys, the link in case anyone forgets it is on top of this IC, ill keep adding atlas' and you guys should add stuff to your char. sheets if you need to remember or keep track of something.... good luck
)
OMNI
Book One - "Redemption"
-Prologue-
Book One - "Redemption"
-Prologue-
It is said that Omni was created after a great struggle. A tantrum really, after a large war between the true two gods.
There was a game, played and lost, played and won, and the loser decided he would lose no more...
The angry vengefull god waved its appendage... you could call it, its arm... and tore existence in two. Shaping what was its own, and what belonged to its counterpart. Consolidating life and death, heaven and hell, light and dark.. into two spheres.
The generous god smiled, with what we could call a mouth, and offered that there was no need to stop sharing all existence over one small arguement. But this was not the first... it was one of many.. it was the last.
Because the two never planned on competing or playing together again, they created a populace for their lands, so they would never be alone again. As centuries past the two existences, the two worlds had nearly as many struggles as their creators had.
The gods saw this and so they collaborated on a "buffer". An area where both could play, finnally together again, but only as observers, unless it was discussed otherwise... this new existence was the bridge between the other two, and in it, held the compromise that made the gods ultimately love each other again...
They called this land...
"...Omni."
The venerable old man shut the dusty old tomb and set it down on a rickety wooden stool beside the child's bed... with a wave of his hand the lights dimmed and he smiled...
"Its time for bed Soveriegn.. we can finish with the theology lesson tommorrow."
The sleepy prince with his golden locks of freshly braided hair drifted off, but before he murmured...
"Is that what really happened grandpa?"
His grandfather rose and placed a hand on the boys forehead, he uttered a word and the boy was asleep...
"...no one knows my boy... but its what most of us beleive. Hush... tommorrow you have much studying to do"
He grinned again before turning and heading to the door, before he could reach it there was a knock. He rushed over and opened it a crack an annoyed look on his face...
"Elder... it has begun... they are calling you..."
"Shut up you fool, i am coming.. you will wake the child..." he shut the door and followed the plate armored gaurd into a large audiance hall.
In the hall, stood his son King Altarius, Queen Rynnasia, sevral arch mages and his own staff of private advisors. He stood beside his son as they all stared fixedly at the apparition hovering several meters in front of them...
As it spoke their very souls shivered...
"This is unacceptable... if these are your terms than prepare for war... I thought your kingdom wise... but it appears you take me for a fool..."
Its voice was void of any resemblance of humanity even tho the unholy Lord Damoliclous was once as human as the very child He had just put to bed.
"You cannot be SERIOUS... what you ask is not a reasonable compromise!!," the king challenged "that is too many...we cannot spare that many men, that many women or children!"
"Then you dont have to... Ill simply releive you of your burden... Ill take them all."
Damoliclous vanished into a black mist and the room grew quiet.
"Its begun... contact the goddess... im sure that his ArchConstructs are on their way..."
With the kings order the room dispersed as if the end of the world was coming... there was no orderly file and no calm conduct... the advisors and even the battle hardened officers outside the chamber fled to their duties and post as if for the last time.
He approached his son..
"This is not the end Altarius... be calm. There will be a tommorrow."
"Perhaps father... but at what cost..."
*********************************************
Omni was an extremely vibrant land, full of flora and a great many species of wildlife whose origins were as old as the creation of it itself.
Sometime during the first great war, a man studying the dark arts came to power in the northern hemisphere, gaining title over most of the lands and ultimately becoming king by way of succession.
Damoliclous had good relations with the now rulers of the south but slowly he began to change, once he became the complete ruler of the northern lands he proclaimed it "Necrosia" and closed its borders. Creating a great many problems for his neighbors to the south.
Years rolled on and the once stalwart neighbor to the north became inceasingly unfriendly, even aggressive. Eventually Damoliclous was nothing of his former self. Rumored to have sold his soul he appeared infrequently in public and even then as some unholy thing no one understood.
Eventually the lands of Necrosia and the kingdom of king Altarius were at war. All other kingdoms, wich were under the fealty of King Altarius were dragged into the struggle.. some kicking and screaming. This created tension among humans and demi humans... some of wich lived so far from Necrosia they considered it not their problem. Many could not even remmember why they were fighting. In the last year of struggle... The Unholy Lord of Necrosia summoned all his dark mages into a tower. For months they poured over every ritual that had ever seen the light of day and some that did not. They called upon four creatures and bound them to the land... they were djinn, tied to the very life of the kingdom.
Damolicous called them his "ArchConstructs" but they were pretty much Golem gods and greater Elementals.
He Demanded a fief in exchange for the peace of the two kingdoms. Slaves to work for him and his nobles, to repopulate the land wich he had been slowly killing with his evil.
This started the second great war. The Arch Constructs slaughtered the kingdoms knights and mages and elite garrison. Even the valliant paladins fell to their horrifying power. Fueled by more than magick, it was the king's father who managed to get the goddess of nature involved.
An old acolyte and once ruler of the kingdom himself, with the help of the goddess and thousands and thousands of lives... the Unholy Lord of Necrosia fell and with him his Contructs. As they fell and toppled to the ground... fire died out... the waters receaded.. the sky turned scorched.
The land seemed cursed... dead.
Those that survived the Unholy Lord's madness swore fealty to the king Altarius and ultimately the war was written in history books as an overwhelming victory. When in fact existence was on the brink. Those kingdoms wich helped the struggle originally were honored and diffferences eventually gave way to strong ties. Those that did not, were considered enemies and a majority of these Lords fled into the ruins of Necrosia.
Time moved on...
And everyone forgot the boon that was owed the goddess of nature.
-Chapter One-
"By order of our High King, Lord Soveriegn the Second, There is a mandatory curfew for all woman and children in the land of Altarious... for details see any one of the many posts hanging around Berthe. By nightfall only adult males are to be on the streets, I repeat for your safety only adult males on the streets after nightfall!"
The crier was tugged by the collar of his neck by an old woman old enough to be his mother and then some...
"And what am i supposed to do sonny if i have to head out to the baths, or the pub?"
He merely shook his head and attempted to give the woman a sympathetic look when all he wanted to do was get back home before a riot started...
The moans and groans from the crowd were not half as bad and the gentleman predicted. News such as this.. on the eve of the Deconstructus celebration... was expected to be recieved far worse. It was the anniverssary of the death of some great terror, wich no one truely understood, but they gave one another gifts and sang songs and decorated the town anyway... it had become more for the market of the thing...than for a greatfullness to what it truely meant.
Crude streamers and adornments of all shapes and colors littered the main streets and tops of buildings. Children discussed what the wanted as a present and the light from the sun still shone high overhead, casting its rays and bathing the costal town of Berthe in a glorious brightness. It was what would come when darkness fell that had the Lord of the land at an unease.
The harbor was bustling with large muscular men loading and unloading crates and foodstuffs off and on, on and off, the galleys and kingdom ships docked since morning. The stench of old fish...left too long sitting in the sun, wafted through most of the entire center of town... the winds having a sense of humor on this busy busy day.
The bell from the church towards the center of town rang... resounding through the ears of the clergymen and the faithfull sitting down for their miday worship...
All in all the streets, form market to red sign district, were equally crowded. A new batch of mercenaries, fresh from the capital had arrived on horseback. They pushed and squeezed their way through the sea of pedestrians.. headed towards the docks, their destination... the only boat NOT carrying supplies or commerce...
A warship.
For several months, the quiet once forgotten and barely explored lands of Necrosia had become of great interests to the people of Berthe. For many many years after the second great war, the lands had knew peace. Ignored where the history books, and the lessons of blood and anguish. Discarded had been the memories of what was lost to gain freedom, people simply didnt want to think of such things. Untill recently...
It started as a missing a child. Then a child a woman and her father. Eventually anyone crossing to the southern continent, wich had been desolate since the war, went missing. It was speculated that not all the darkness in Necrosia, had been obliterated by the light.
While Altarious had always been plagued by goblins, gnolls, trolls, and all manner of creatures that did not always coexist with humans or demi humans, those things that were rumored to reside across the ocean were unpeakable. To put the populace at ease the High King Sovereign II, still trying to prove his wisdom, passed the mercanaries deputization act.
This allowed bounty hunters some degree of slack withen the eyes of the law, and at the same time was a war song for any who needed work and would risk their lives in the unholy lands of Necrosia. While Altarious also sent knights and palladins and mages, few returned... and fewer and fewer signed up for such details.
In these grim times, all kinds of men and women flooded into Berthe, the last bastion of civilization before the coast... before the horrors across the sea....
A small humanoid in a large brown, wide brimmed hat shuffled between the legs of the crowd gathered by the town crier. He looked like a small child but upon getting a closer look one would clearly see he was no human child, rather an adult goblin. Greenish skin, and long pointed ears, gave that fact away fairly easily. He covered his unsightly features as best as he could but didnt like the constricting feelings of hoods.
After climbing up on stage in the center of town hall, his tiny little legs swinging over to the amusement of several onlookers, he hefted the large knapsack he held onto the floor with a thunk.
He dug inside of it... nearly half of his body dissappearing withen before pulling out a small pouch... he scanned the crowd....
"I hate this... I hate this... dirty stinking rat bastard... ME HATE THIS.. why me?," he muttered as his shifty eyes searched for something or someone...
Turning toward the red sign district, the nervous goblin kept his eye on an attractive woman leaning against a market cart as if she belonged there, but he knew better.
He eyed the skyline... looking at the second level of the inn, across the street, he looked toward the docks... and then finnally at the crowd and the influx of people coming in off the mainroad...
Sweat pouring off his brow.
(Ok guys, thats it... hope your in the mood. Now treat this like we are all sitting around a table... obviously you are doing more storytelling than if that were true, but for all intents and purposes ill play NPCs, Im glad we are getting started, this should be alot of fun. Read the OCC there is some info in that for you guys, the link in case anyone forgets it is on top of this IC, ill keep adding atlas' and you guys should add stuff to your char. sheets if you need to remember or keep track of something.... good luck
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