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RyuAmadeo

PostPosted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 3:03 pm


At the bottom of the mountain where you stand, there are two massive statues, then you notice a second set behind those. The first set great Dogs, the kinds that if they came to life they would be monstrous, bigger than anything of it's kind. And beautiful they would stand. The second set a pair of dragons, snake-like and wise. The plaques that sat beneath each dog were worn but with a brush of your hand you read in blazened letters the name of what's to come:
"The Bar of Gods".
That's what it says, and simply that. Between the sets of statues and what they guard is a staircase that leads up into the mountain, so high that the clouds shroud the final landing and this "bar" that the sign speaks of. As you will begin your trek up to it, a voice whispers across the air as a mist begins to build up. "Go no further... or Join the gods.." With that the woods and mountains around you become silent, allowing you to make your decision.
PostPosted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 3:15 pm


As you make your trek up the side of the mountain, you'll find that the air, is cleaner crisper, more alive than when you had started. Even the colors of the trees that poke through the mist, and the grass that has worked it's way throught the stones that make your path seem more vibrant. And again, you hear that whisper:
"Turn back... lest you feel you would be best to continue..."
And this time, the fog clears and the sun shines through as if you were in an open field. "Make your choice..."

RyuAmadeo


RyuAmadeo

PostPosted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 3:48 pm


Should you make it up to the top of the stairs you'll find yourself feeling stronger than you had ever before. Inhuman almost. Now you have joined the gods, and can no longer return the came that you had gone.
A gentleman in what would seem an old fashioned japanese style skirt and new age vest and gloves approaches you. His hair as white as snow, but as wild as a hurricane. Smiling as he comes near you, his hands gloved with a black cloth and a band at the wrist as he offers a hand to you.
"Welcome," he says with a deep slow voice, "You must be parched from your journey all the way up here. Please, please come in."
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