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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 3:25 pm
The Wardens have fallen from Power. Emperor Volstoi, the current Emperor, his power is waning. The Crusaders pull on their chains like rabid dogs. While the events of the Demon Wars in Epseranza are not known, nor are their after effects, it is Volstoi's hold that keep the Midnight Throne's claws away from attacking Esperanza's rich northern shores, to strike at the rich bounties.
It is thick in the air, the tension. Like blood on water. It is the time when cloak and dagger is used far more then the honorable Arenas, when Wardens and Crusaders alike are found dead with a knife in their back. It is a time when the common man is afraid of the deadly games the nobles play.
It is thick, in the air, the tension. Like blood on water.
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While Auren never spoke of his homeland to anyone, he never did reveal how one late afternoon, he wound up with just the clothing and armor on his back, of an unknown make, nor the two b*****d swords at his waist. The exhausted wyvern, obviously trained for battle was also a new sight. His accent was strange, unusual, gutteral. He barely spoke a word of Common but that was how Auren Shiro, Kelswarren to the Emperor, wound up on the northern shores of Esperanza.
Of course, that was weeks after the beginning of the Crusader Wars.
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Frostend 24, 1871; a year that would be remembered in the annals of history as the beginning of the Crusader Wars in Kasidia's archives. It was this day, that things rose to a fever pitch before breaking.
The head of House Annaly, was found dead at his morning breakfast, a black painted knife found in his back.
House Annaly was a major supporter of Emperor Volstoi.
The head of House Tallar, was also found dead at his morning breakfast, a black painted knife found in his back.
House Annaly was a major supporter of Emperor Volstoi.
The head of House Vala, was also found dead at her morning breakfast, a black painted knife found in her back.
All three houses renounced their support of Emperor Volstoi, putting forth the reasons of "the Emperor cannot protect us." More over, suspsicions arose as the Kelswarren, the elite branch of assassins, soldiers, and spies under the employ of the Emperor, were pointed to be the assassins. The knives found in the assassinated Heads were the same design as the ones Kelswarren use.
It is thick, in the air, the tension. Like blood on water
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The events of Frostend 1871 lead up to the Crusader Wars, a devastating Civil War that wreaked havoc along the Kasidian Empire's length. It is this time that Emperor Volstoi sent a few Kelswarren he could still get word to, to scatter to the fourwinds and begin plotting. Secret Orders that were not even recorded in the deepest records of the Kelswarren's archives.
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Auren Shiro, a man no one would recognize at this time, due to his age and his simply not existing in the world of Esperanza was outside in the early spring's dawn, moving through Steel Rain on an Iron Bulwark, to Wind's Dance on the Dune to Bladed Sunset. Each sword form weaved through air like water, the young Kelswarren keeping his movements deliberately slow. Not for practicing the form but sharpening his body. Much like Tai Chi, how it was strenous on the body when performed slowly yet was not so when done with lightning quick movements.
Auren practiced in the early spring's morning, his breath billowing about him as steam rolled off his body.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 7:05 pm
Kartane was escorted to a set of massive dark oak wood double doors. He stepped forward and grasped the golden knobs, with a twist of his wrists he swung the door open to reveal his place of study for the next few years, which may turn into his permanent study.
He walked around the room admiring how accurately they prepared everything for him. Everything down to the titles he had requested to fill his many book shelves which lined the massive room. Random puzzles and broken items scattered around his desk, just the way he requested. In fact… everything seemed to be so oddly perfect he decided to tip over a bookshelf with his psychic abilities, which nearly crushed the escort, and made him run from the room screaming. As he turned from the door he noticed one thing that had been a rather large edit to his original plans; a gigantic ocean aquarium, which took up an entire wall of his study.
“What a waste of space…” he grumbled as he walked around his black wood desk and began to examine one of the puzzles, “Why on earth would they give me….” He was being watched? Glancing up from his puzzle he noticed a beautiful young woman with soft pale blue hair and fairly tan skin. She had piercing sapphire blue eyes and a long decorative tail with many wing like fins. “They gave me you… to experiment on?” he asked while rising from his desk and walking to the tank. Placing his hands by hers he examined her eyes and smiled, “It will be interesting to see you squirm…”
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