The City of Orion; One of the few standing cities left in this harsh world yet, in the grand scheme of things, it's walls are still very young. Secrets lurk even in the brightest corners, whispers of a devastating past taunting those that dare to question the future.. But to truly understand the path ahead, one must risk the decrepit trail that stretches out behind them.
Long ago, before the time of Orion, the Ancient City stood as a proud hub of civilization. It is said they were ruled by not just one group but many, Factions that warred amongst each other yet somehow kept balance within the city itself. To this day, though none have gotten close enough to actually see inside it, a colossal Coliseum stands at the center of the City as if it were once the beating heart of it's culture. Not much beyond this is known, even the City's name was lost to the ages, but one unnerving tale remains ever present when this topic arises. The entire population of this advanced, massive city seemed to vanish overnight; Not even a barking dog or a flock of birds could be heard in the deafening silence that greeted those outsiders that dared to investigate. No.. the only reception they received were the deadly traps that now littered the city's once-safe streets and walls. Later, as if to ward off adventurers from pushing deeper, a number of unique and bizarre creatures appeared from the city's depths. Despite this a few persistent scholars did make it into the inner city. Most perished, the few that returned were rendered mentally unstable from whatever they had found.. One babbling about ghostly figures lurking in the City's heart while another whimpered about stories carved in glowing stone walls. The last man to return was by far the calmest.. He only spoke once upon his return to share his cryptic discovery. " It ended, as it was meant to do, as the one before it was meant to do.. and as the one after it is meant to do. We are just another link, just another end to precede the next one. Find the rest of the chain.. Find it, so we can break it and avoid our end."
Saying these final words, his last warning, the man then slit his own throat. The citizens of Orion dismissed him as a unfortunate soul, most forgetting his solemn warnings within hours, yet for those few who listened and even tried to heed this dying man's wish.. They soon found their deaths exploring the Ancient City. It isn't an uncommon fate in this world, many still investigate the old ruins and all are welcome at the City's Archives for research on it regardless of what Faction they are from. Aside from the Central District, which is controlled by a council and home to the Information Archives, the rest of the City is maintained by a number of Factions.. A few even branching out to survive in the wilds beyond Orion's walls. One of the common grounds for these Factions would be the Coliseum, where crowds gather to watch the mighty warriors battle each other for rank and glory.
Long ago, before the time of Orion, the Ancient City stood as a proud hub of civilization. It is said they were ruled by not just one group but many, Factions that warred amongst each other yet somehow kept balance within the city itself. To this day, though none have gotten close enough to actually see inside it, a colossal Coliseum stands at the center of the City as if it were once the beating heart of it's culture. Not much beyond this is known, even the City's name was lost to the ages, but one unnerving tale remains ever present when this topic arises. The entire population of this advanced, massive city seemed to vanish overnight; Not even a barking dog or a flock of birds could be heard in the deafening silence that greeted those outsiders that dared to investigate. No.. the only reception they received were the deadly traps that now littered the city's once-safe streets and walls. Later, as if to ward off adventurers from pushing deeper, a number of unique and bizarre creatures appeared from the city's depths. Despite this a few persistent scholars did make it into the inner city. Most perished, the few that returned were rendered mentally unstable from whatever they had found.. One babbling about ghostly figures lurking in the City's heart while another whimpered about stories carved in glowing stone walls. The last man to return was by far the calmest.. He only spoke once upon his return to share his cryptic discovery. " It ended, as it was meant to do, as the one before it was meant to do.. and as the one after it is meant to do. We are just another link, just another end to precede the next one. Find the rest of the chain.. Find it, so we can break it and avoid our end."
Saying these final words, his last warning, the man then slit his own throat. The citizens of Orion dismissed him as a unfortunate soul, most forgetting his solemn warnings within hours, yet for those few who listened and even tried to heed this dying man's wish.. They soon found their deaths exploring the Ancient City. It isn't an uncommon fate in this world, many still investigate the old ruins and all are welcome at the City's Archives for research on it regardless of what Faction they are from. Aside from the Central District, which is controlled by a council and home to the Information Archives, the rest of the City is maintained by a number of Factions.. A few even branching out to survive in the wilds beyond Orion's walls. One of the common grounds for these Factions would be the Coliseum, where crowds gather to watch the mighty warriors battle each other for rank and glory.
Death Of The Deceived
Turinan Dusk Watcher