It was a normally quiet day in the village; everyone was busy around doing their everyday routine, with an occasional traveler stopping through. If anything happened, it was normally very minor and had little to no effect upon this peaceful and secluded village, but today everything would change and this peaceful village would become one of many thrown into an event that would change all of existence forever.
A rider within the distance racing upon their horse makes their way toward the town, the information they carry of grave importance. Behind the rider in the sky was a strange creature never before seen in these lands. A screech of the creature drew attention of some of the villagers toward it and the rider, a flick of its tail sent a projectile into the rider's back. After the brief attack, the beast vanished into the sky before any of the villagers could clearly see what it was. They raced to where the lone rider fell, his horse racing away within frenzied panic.
When the villagers reached the rider, they recognized him as one of the Priestess of the Mountain's four disciples. Within the disciple's back appeared to a large talon of metallic nature, a metal unknown in all the lands. With the disciple's last breaths to the villagers he gave them the urgent warning he carried, "They are coming! Countless their numbers!!! All in existence in grave danger!!!!!" Upon those words he had died, leaving many questions behind, and instilling a deep rooted fear into all within the once quiet village.
The Priestess of the Mountain was well known within the village for she gave help when sought, and it was known that she had the gift of vision, a gift that allowed seeing the future and what transpired in the other realms that rested within all existence. What could she of seen that would have her send all of her disciples across the realms to spread such a warning? What more was the message to have this one disciple to meet such an end by an unknown creature? Many more questions such as these burned within the minds of all the villagers, all of them unanswered, and all of them increasing the already present fear.
As the days passed, more and more travelers passed through, and most of them bearing rumors that only brought more questions. Rumors of a vast army marching through the realms, reigning destruction, and chaos throughout their path. Villages, Kingdoms, and entire realms destroyed under the terrifying wake of the army. A massive army comprised mainly of beings and creatures never before seen within all of existence, and only a small amount of beings and creatures known to most. Some dragons, demons, vampires, wolves, and others that had aligned themselves with the devastating army.
What hit the villagers the hardest was news of Sem Etay, a city which they knew well for they have traded with them on some occasion. Nothing was left of Sem Etay except a small handful of people who miracuously survived the unforgiving onslaught. One survivor made their way into the village and carried the news of what they witnessed firsthand, and this only brought forth a terror unknown before to the villagers. A decision had to be made for the sake of all in the village, a decision that had to be made soon before this army could make its way to them.
It was finally decided for some of the villagers to go seek the aid of the Priestess. Will she be able to help them, and would they get there in time? As one group was dispatched to seek the Priestess of the Mountain, other villagers were sent to seek help from wherever they could find it, and others stayed and prepared for the inevitable battle. Only time will tell now for these are the days of the coming Dark War.
A rider within the distance racing upon their horse makes their way toward the town, the information they carry of grave importance. Behind the rider in the sky was a strange creature never before seen in these lands. A screech of the creature drew attention of some of the villagers toward it and the rider, a flick of its tail sent a projectile into the rider's back. After the brief attack, the beast vanished into the sky before any of the villagers could clearly see what it was. They raced to where the lone rider fell, his horse racing away within frenzied panic.
When the villagers reached the rider, they recognized him as one of the Priestess of the Mountain's four disciples. Within the disciple's back appeared to a large talon of metallic nature, a metal unknown in all the lands. With the disciple's last breaths to the villagers he gave them the urgent warning he carried, "They are coming! Countless their numbers!!! All in existence in grave danger!!!!!" Upon those words he had died, leaving many questions behind, and instilling a deep rooted fear into all within the once quiet village.
The Priestess of the Mountain was well known within the village for she gave help when sought, and it was known that she had the gift of vision, a gift that allowed seeing the future and what transpired in the other realms that rested within all existence. What could she of seen that would have her send all of her disciples across the realms to spread such a warning? What more was the message to have this one disciple to meet such an end by an unknown creature? Many more questions such as these burned within the minds of all the villagers, all of them unanswered, and all of them increasing the already present fear.
As the days passed, more and more travelers passed through, and most of them bearing rumors that only brought more questions. Rumors of a vast army marching through the realms, reigning destruction, and chaos throughout their path. Villages, Kingdoms, and entire realms destroyed under the terrifying wake of the army. A massive army comprised mainly of beings and creatures never before seen within all of existence, and only a small amount of beings and creatures known to most. Some dragons, demons, vampires, wolves, and others that had aligned themselves with the devastating army.
What hit the villagers the hardest was news of Sem Etay, a city which they knew well for they have traded with them on some occasion. Nothing was left of Sem Etay except a small handful of people who miracuously survived the unforgiving onslaught. One survivor made their way into the village and carried the news of what they witnessed firsthand, and this only brought forth a terror unknown before to the villagers. A decision had to be made for the sake of all in the village, a decision that had to be made soon before this army could make its way to them.
It was finally decided for some of the villagers to go seek the aid of the Priestess. Will she be able to help them, and would they get there in time? As one group was dispatched to seek the Priestess of the Mountain, other villagers were sent to seek help from wherever they could find it, and others stayed and prepared for the inevitable battle. Only time will tell now for these are the days of the coming Dark War.