The code
To live is a nitemare,
to die is a dream,
But is death at your side,
as he draws near your friends,
your love, your life
your wings will spread
The 67's will reborn,But near the end,
will we fall
Or will we fight to raise to fight,
many battles they have fought,
many will fall
many will raise up.
But which shall you do
will you follow the code,
or will you betray us
Neither the less light prevails over all,

"To follow our code is to follows us,
to not folow us is to betray us"
The code.........
Follow either light or dark,
either heaven or hell,
mako sky's is our home,
we raise to fight and protect,
Now the 67's are reborn
To have wings is a dream
to lose your wings is the nitemare,
But to have no wings is the real nitemare



"Have you ever heard the story..Where time stopped...The hours no longer ticked. The moon rested on the right, the sun on the left."

Long ago, when the sky was at ease, a goddess and five gods came to this land. A land, of peace and no suffering. But, as time grew, the land became under attack by the gods. The wars settled, Heros were marked. Few surived the wrath of the god known as Dragoon. The only child, born into royalty of Dragoon, and the goddess of the land, Dragense. Young Seph had made a small army of his homeland people and people he had collected from other realms.

The young prince left the kingdom after the war, his mother banning him from his home. Throughout his journey, he finished the horror known as Dragoon. Upon receving a message that his mother had died, soon he returned to his kingdom, to take the throne.

"So long have we waited for a new era of peace...The clock stopped turning, the ticking lingering through the lands..The day, the time stopped on Sixty-Seven."


I welcome you all, to the realm known as Mako Skies. Homes of the 67's.


The original Sixty-Sevens have almost all retired from their positions. So long has this gang of Mercenaries, Assassains, Bounty Hunters, and others have been through out this site. We've all grown old, now it's our chance to bring back what little hope we had in the past.

This guild is a Role Playing guild of the 67's. The original guild was made for a Miltary and Army based type guild.

Bases you need to know..

The land surrounded by sparkling oceans, and havoced seas. A peaceful land, where hardly any war is set anymore. In the middle of the land lays the kingdom known as Mako Skies. To the North lays the legendary plains, known as Dragoon's Plains. In these plains, lays no grass, no trees, nothing. Dragoon made his land out of beauty. The ground made out of pure glass. Mirrors, shading off the moonlight, and the sunlight. Ahead of Dragoon's Plains, lays the old torn down Tower of Aoens. This tower was used for Dragoon's evil plans, now moss and vines grow up along it.


To the south lays the The forest of sorrow, once controlled by one of the great gods of this realm. A large forest, more of a jungle spreading over many miles of the land. Beauty created here also, Outside of the forest, at the edge of it's end, lays the Lake of Sorrow. The Lake of Sorrow was used for a monument of the brave heros, who faught in the war. Their souls rest deep within the ocean, along with their weapons and bodies. The final grave.

To the east, small cities and villages rest against the mountains of Dreams. A large mountain range is formed, that was used for the keep sake of the innocents during the wars. Capped in snow at the top, most of the east covered in snow. Never stopping.

To the West lays the ruins of the temples which once were the praying spots. The Ruins of these temples are now covered in moss and vines. Many serects are still hidden within these places. Only one place stands still, nothing damaged, except the people are gone. In a small city, surrounded by walls from stopping invaders, the rain never stops. A peaceful small town, where most of the heros were said to be trained at.

As for the center of the land. Well, you get the clue what rests there.

"Heros Never fall, unless they have lost all they live for."

Live by the code, Die by the code.

Welcome to the 67's.