Post by Ryan Aramil Savredox on Jul 31, 2008 14:51:53 GMT -5
The glorious Etharius Kingdom has just entered an age of prosperity. Isolated from the primitive lands to the north, an age of industry and innovation has come. Democracy and freedom now showers from the top of the highest corporate to the lowest miner...all seems well for Etharius, however, it is within this age that they began to realize...just how the world works. The mining industry, Coltus, has been mining the sacred crystals beneath the earths surface. They do not try to understand the crystals... they only care about how they can further increase their status and wealth. The head of this organization, just happens to be a senator...the world they know is shorter than they realize.
The tower rose from the depths of the earth it seemed. The painted red brick building, had over a thousand windows in it, and twice as many workers. It was the most renovating building in the entire world, created for the sole purpose of housing and managing the Coltus mining industry. It was powered by an artificial magic, which had brought comfort to the homes of thousands of people of the Etharius Kingdom. The towers meaning, however had grown from a simple spectral to be looked at... with it was a fear, an unnamed fear that the people created for themselves. There were rumors, which spawned from thin air, that Coltus was preparing for world conquest. Idealist loved the mining company for always moving forward... everyone child could see the tower above everything else, the pinnacle of the empire... for who could call it a kingdom if there was no king to rule it? Etharius has been ruler less for years...only the board of senators make all of the important decisions and then the people vote on it. Such has life been for nearly twelve years...
"So this is how...the 'Empire' has fallen?" a girl said standing on edge of a cliff, that overlooked the clockwork factories and cities of the empire. Her long black hair fell neatly across her back, which was braided and flowed evenly. Strapped across her back was a long sword and her eyes... they were pools of hardened steel, black in color. She clenched her fist, which was clothed, much like her entire body in a black leather armor. "Come, let us get to it Sister..." a man said behind her holding a gigantic bastard sword in one hand. His face was covered in medical bandages only revealing on of his eyes as he stared off at the city. His black hair was also long, but not nearly like his sisters.
The two of them made their way down the cliff side, and quite quickly indicated that they were more than just mere soldiers. They reached the gates of the city, where there was a group of people who were complaining about something. "Whatta mean the gate is down? doesn't Coltus run the gates power?" someone was yelling and a furious foreman was trying to direct people on a fifteen mile detour. "Come on... move it!" he said.
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The tower rose from the depths of the earth it seemed. The painted red brick building, had over a thousand windows in it, and twice as many workers. It was the most renovating building in the entire world, created for the sole purpose of housing and managing the Coltus mining industry. It was powered by an artificial magic, which had brought comfort to the homes of thousands of people of the Etharius Kingdom. The towers meaning, however had grown from a simple spectral to be looked at... with it was a fear, an unnamed fear that the people created for themselves. There were rumors, which spawned from thin air, that Coltus was preparing for world conquest. Idealist loved the mining company for always moving forward... everyone child could see the tower above everything else, the pinnacle of the empire... for who could call it a kingdom if there was no king to rule it? Etharius has been ruler less for years...only the board of senators make all of the important decisions and then the people vote on it. Such has life been for nearly twelve years...
"So this is how...the 'Empire' has fallen?" a girl said standing on edge of a cliff, that overlooked the clockwork factories and cities of the empire. Her long black hair fell neatly across her back, which was braided and flowed evenly. Strapped across her back was a long sword and her eyes... they were pools of hardened steel, black in color. She clenched her fist, which was clothed, much like her entire body in a black leather armor. "Come, let us get to it Sister..." a man said behind her holding a gigantic bastard sword in one hand. His face was covered in medical bandages only revealing on of his eyes as he stared off at the city. His black hair was also long, but not nearly like his sisters.
The two of them made their way down the cliff side, and quite quickly indicated that they were more than just mere soldiers. They reached the gates of the city, where there was a group of people who were complaining about something. "Whatta mean the gate is down? doesn't Coltus run the gates power?" someone was yelling and a furious foreman was trying to direct people on a fifteen mile detour. "Come on... move it!" he said.
((Join there...))