Bustah Wolf
(?)Community Member
- Posted: Sat, 12 Apr 2008 00:08:43 +0000
Before the main bulk of the guild, a few notes. This guild is about four years old now. And back when I first made it, I was a total n00b. But the FFA, and the residents within, helped forge me into the roleplayer I am today, and for that I will always love this place. No matter how [in]active it is.
Also this first quote, and indeed the main bulk of this first page is copied and pasted from the 3rd edition of the Red Moon found here. I have edited it, removing grammar mistakes and plotholes etc. But I've mostly tried to leave it how it was written all those years ago, Because it gives me a sense of warm nostalgia. (:
Also this first quote, and indeed the main bulk of this first page is copied and pasted from the 3rd edition of the Red Moon found here. I have edited it, removing grammar mistakes and plotholes etc. But I've mostly tried to leave it how it was written all those years ago, Because it gives me a sense of warm nostalgia. (:
Quote:
~The Fists Of The Red Moon~
This old guild was forged under a night of the Red Moon, a legendary night in which the stars and sun are alligned in such a way as to create a eerie red glow, this glow reflects onto the moons surface, creating the image of the glowing red moon.
The last time this happened was a millenia ago and on that night three warriors made a blood-pact swearing to loyalty and honesty to each other, and an undying hatred towards the current Emperor, whose dark soul had corrupted the country and land that the three men loved so much. Unknown to those three men at the time, was that this "blood pact" would much later form one of the most memorable guilds to ever be created, back in that day a blood pact was stronger than any amount of gold and could not be broken, Eventually these three men, still sworn to each other, started to attain followers due to their military prowess, and soon enough a handful of ruffians turned into a band of warriors, and as their might kept growing and growing, Other "clans" and "Bands" started to take notice, and became increasingly worried about their ever-growing strength.
Eventually the five generals under the Emperors command, took it upon themselves to deal with the threat before it became too great, and this resulted in an all out war between the "Five Banners Of The East" and "The Fists Of The Red Moon." The numbers of the Emperor vastly outnumbered the Red Moon, and eventually the banner of the rebellious sect was hacked down and burnt. The valiant members of the guild fought bravely that day, and took down ten men for each one of them that fell. However a small unit of men whose duty it was to protect the supplies , women and children, along with one of the founding fathers of the guild "Ameratsu" escaped the battle field and fled overseas.
Overwhelmed with grief and shame from letting his brothers, along with so many good men, die, Ameratsu took his own life, But not before leaving his unborn son in the womb of a strong woman named "Miku".
I, Katsu Redmoon, come from a long line of descendants tracing all the way back to Ameratsu himself, And in this new time of strife and pain, I have took it upon myself to resurrect the great name of the Red Moon, and complete the quest that my ancestors themselves could not finish; Rid this land of the evil shadow the rules it, and bring about a new era of peace and prosperity.
If you join this guild I ask no more of you than I do myself; achieve to the full potential of your abilities, and strive to protect those that are dear to you.
This old guild was forged under a night of the Red Moon, a legendary night in which the stars and sun are alligned in such a way as to create a eerie red glow, this glow reflects onto the moons surface, creating the image of the glowing red moon.
The last time this happened was a millenia ago and on that night three warriors made a blood-pact swearing to loyalty and honesty to each other, and an undying hatred towards the current Emperor, whose dark soul had corrupted the country and land that the three men loved so much. Unknown to those three men at the time, was that this "blood pact" would much later form one of the most memorable guilds to ever be created, back in that day a blood pact was stronger than any amount of gold and could not be broken, Eventually these three men, still sworn to each other, started to attain followers due to their military prowess, and soon enough a handful of ruffians turned into a band of warriors, and as their might kept growing and growing, Other "clans" and "Bands" started to take notice, and became increasingly worried about their ever-growing strength.
Eventually the five generals under the Emperors command, took it upon themselves to deal with the threat before it became too great, and this resulted in an all out war between the "Five Banners Of The East" and "The Fists Of The Red Moon." The numbers of the Emperor vastly outnumbered the Red Moon, and eventually the banner of the rebellious sect was hacked down and burnt. The valiant members of the guild fought bravely that day, and took down ten men for each one of them that fell. However a small unit of men whose duty it was to protect the supplies , women and children, along with one of the founding fathers of the guild "Ameratsu" escaped the battle field and fled overseas.
Overwhelmed with grief and shame from letting his brothers, along with so many good men, die, Ameratsu took his own life, But not before leaving his unborn son in the womb of a strong woman named "Miku".
I, Katsu Redmoon, come from a long line of descendants tracing all the way back to Ameratsu himself, And in this new time of strife and pain, I have took it upon myself to resurrect the great name of the Red Moon, and complete the quest that my ancestors themselves could not finish; Rid this land of the evil shadow the rules it, and bring about a new era of peace and prosperity.
If you join this guild I ask no more of you than I do myself; achieve to the full potential of your abilities, and strive to protect those that are dear to you.