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 Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 12:21 am
(This thread is for roleplayers beginning in Narthan, one the continent of Solace. Various routes lead to port towns, from which you may leave the continent/town)
[A peaceful town full of docile farmers, Narthan has peacefully grown for the past several generations. Devout followers of the God Darh and Goddess Methalia live here, in harmony with surrounding cities.]
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 12:46 am
gah! finally {Dayna turns to pay the mysterious stranger for his assistance to her home town. They split, him heading back and her wandering to what was left of her house. She finds the old feild first, covered with thick vines. Slowly, she walked her way around, seeing the rubble that remained from her home. Glittering tears fell over her cheeks as she looked at the ruins. She walked delicatly around the place, noticing a rock covering something. With ease, she pushed the rock aside. Below it was a wooden trap door. She pulled the hatch and yanked the door up. Below were concrete stairs leading to darkness. She whispered a sickly elvish word and the sphere on her staff lit. She started her decent, closing the door behind her.}
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 10:22 pm
Dayna awakens with a start. Above her, millions of feet stomp, cauzing dirt to fall from above her. She crawls to a corner and hides in the darkness
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2005 9:49 pm
The morning shone brightly on Solace, highlighting the greenery. Dayna slowly opened her eyes to the mocking light. As she regained her senses, her surroundings became clear. She lay on the bottom of a makeshift cage, her hands and feet bound with magical rope. Her eyes darted around in desparate search for hope. The rope binding her was slowly draining her energy, cauzing spells to slip from her mind. Silently she struggled against the binds.
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