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 Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 1:19 pm
Out in the furthest reaches of space lies a small green and blue planet with patches of risen brown rocks, forming mountains. By its appearance, it is obvious that this planet is inhabitable. Appearing to be the only planet nearby, excluding the planet's two moons, one red and one blue, and the star that gives the planet light and heat, this planet called Raventh seems to be locked away from the rest of the Universe. Maybe it's that way for good reason, one might think. But others may ignore this and investigate the planet.
It is a large planet, but is divided into three continents that are seperated by a vast ocean.
On the continent of Vyros, a visitor will find that it is inhabbited by not large green men with funky shaped heads, or lizards in armor, but regular humans moving about their days.
The largest city on this continent will be found out to be Tobakia, which is the entire world's trade center, largest air station, and overall the best place to find anything from rare goods and weapons to pets and food. The entire continent is ruled by the King of Tobakia, King Jakaru XIII. A noble one, and the best in all the land to look after such a large section of the world.
The second largest city is Shinta. This is a laid back community with simple stores for simple weapons and, of course the needs for the home. This town is home to many who are familiar with outsiders from the continent Klira known as the Sanctuars, who's type was nearly destroyed some two thousand years ago. These Sanctuars use what some would call sorcery to help out those in need. In reality, they drew the powers from their God in the form of symbols to extract the power and be able to use it when in need. And with Shinta being a small town with no real kind of advanced hospitals, they rely on these Sanctaurs when in trouble.
The last place on this mass of rock is Tatowaki. Or was Tatowaki. Nobody knew how it happened, but a several months ago, the entire place became a smoking heap of nothing. The entire village had been annihilated.
Moving to the continent of the Sanctuars, Klira is a hardly inhabbited land. One large temple and a town surrounding it, all on the Southern most part of the continent. Other than that, there was a forest to the West, a large mass of feilds to the East, and to the North was a mountain range, where a treasure of sorts was said to have been locked away. A treasure to the Ancient Sanctuars.
The Temple located in the south has been run down for two thousand years, as it had been home to the sanctuars. Nobody ever went in therem for all there was were books of the Ancient Language that nobody could read and what seemed to be class rooms and a conference room. Nothing of any real value could be attained from that place.
The town was very large, though, seeing as how it was the only one on the continent. Hospitals, shops, hotels, anything you could think of, you could find it in Temple City.
The final rock on this planet was known as the Dead Continent. Though it's name was very contradictory to it's inhabitability, the Dead Continent had not always been this way.
Not long after the group known as the Sanctuars were formed, some of them wanted more of the power that they drew from the Heavens and searched deeper for alternate ways of extracting these powers. They had gone so far as to searching the Dead continent, a place that had no plantilife, no animal life...Nothing. A place where people had gone missing. But one man found a large stone circle buried into the ground. Deciphering the inscriptions on this stone tablet, the man spilled his own blood and let the blood fill a symbol that was in the Sanctuar's records, but had no use, or so they had thought. The symbol stood for 'transformation'. The man became a demon, but with that had come an indescribable power. He went back to the Sanctuars and told them of this power, but was considered a heretic for meddling too far. Some joined him, but they were banned from Klira and were exiled to the Dead Continent, left for dead. They became known as the Dark Sanctuars, or the Fallen Ones. Sometimes Sinners. But with their new abilities, they transformed this wasteland of extinction into a paradise.
There was only a Temple and a very small town on the North side of the continent, but both were completely abandoned, as the Fallen Ones had died out not too long ago. In the Temple were only old books in the Ancient Language that only the Ancient Sanctuars understood. Nobody could decipher these texts. Other than a mountain range in the South, the rest was trees and fields. Again, in those mountains, there was said to be locked and ancient treasure of the Dark Sanctuars.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 1:20 pm
Vyros: This is the continent of commerce and trade. One major city, a small town, and a village reduced to nothing but ash.
Tobakia: This city is also a castle, so it is very well guarded with hundred foot stone walls surrounding the town is a square-like manner. There are four entrances to the town, five if you include the Air Station. Due to the mote surrounding the city, four strategically placed drawbridges are set up in the middle of each of the four walls. At the top of the walls, four to six guards are placed for lookout.At night, these drawbridges are put up to prevent intrudors. Should one find their way across these large wooden bridges, they will be greeted by large twenty foot doors. Applying twenty pounds of pressure will make these doors creak open. They will then travel down a stone hallway for twenty feet before reaching the large city. With a road made of tan stones and buildings made of wood, brick, or cinder blocks, this city is very well structured yet adverse. Vending stands are on the sides of the roads, which are more of large sidewalks anyway. The only vehiclular transportation in this city are the hover cars, which are magnetically drawn to tracks below them. These will take you to the different districts.
Vending District: This is the place where vendors can set up shop for the day and sell just about anything. Food, foreign goods, etc. This district is basically just a large flee market. One large straight path with vendors all along the sides of the roads, leading to a culdesac at either end. The hover cars are located in the middle of the track.
Shop District: This district is set up so the road makes one big oval. Shops are spread along the sides of the road. There are many different shops selling the same things. Pets, weapons, armor, antiques, parts for vehicles, etc. The hover cars are located in the middle of each long side of the oval. At each end of the oval are two hotels to stop by for weary travelers.
Castle District: This is starts out as a stone hallway which then turns into a stone bridge that leads to two guards standing in the front of two large double doors. Unless you have a letter saying that you need entrace, there is a very small chance that you will get in.
Shinta: This town is about three thousand miles East of Tobakia. Needless to say that there aren't many visitors from that part of the land. A small town, indeed, the place doesn't have too much to offer. Just outside of a set of woods is a dirst path that winds its way all throughout the area, small wooden huts with bark shilings and hardened clay for roofs and ceilings with small rafters. The people in this town prefer more of an old look. There are two sides of the town, one on the east side of the river, and on the West side of the river. A bridge runs over a large ditch where the water runs, connecting both sides.
Small shops are around, but nothing too fancy. Weapons made from the town blacksmith, most of the meat sold is from that of animals that wander in the woods. Even though their civilization is old, they are still very higenic people with bamboo lines carrying water through them. They cut holes in the bamboo for faucets and showers, covering the holes once they are done. The bamboo runs through the entire village in one large cycle, coming from the river.
Though they don't have that much to offer when it comes to gear for the road, they have a large amount of horses that you can rent or buy in case you need to get somewhere fast.
Tatowaki: Unless you like a whole bunch of sand and ash, there's really nothing for you to see here. Surrounded by a vast forest, this is by far the most secluded would-be town in all of Vryos. Hidden in the woods, though, is a lake blessed by their God, Klaed, and will heal anyone who touches it both physically and mentally.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 3:34 pm
Klira: The continent of the Ancient Sanctuars, there isn't too much life on this continent.
Sanctuar's Temple: Set about three miles from the town surrounding it, this once white, clean stone temple is now tanned from years of sitting. With vines over the pillars holding the complex up and along the walls and broken glass windows from child vandals, this place gives the appearance of a generic haunted house...Or a creepy church. The entrance is a large hallway without walls. Instead, large stone pillars are holding up a stone ceiling that is at least fity yards high. Upon entering the wooden doors, the ceiling grows another hundred yards up and one would find themselves in a building with a ceiling that forms a triangle. The structure seems to be held up fine without any rafters. Broken glass windows let light flood into this dusty temple and keep it well lit during the day. With a red carpet laying in the middle of the otherwise stone ground leading to many different corridors, there seems to be an endless amount of doors, though most are filled with the same thing: Desks and a chalkboard. Apparently a classroom.
On the Easternmost side of the complex is a twenty foot door with ancient letters scrawled above it onto the stone. Inside is a large room with a glossed table in the middle with ten chairs surrounding it. Some kind of conference room, one would think.
And on the North side of the temple is a vast library, with an almost unheard of amount of ancient text, unreadable to most. Trying to find out what they said would be like trying to see what the patterns in your ceiling meant.
There is a second floor, but upon trying to go up the first flight of stairs, one will find and invisible barrier blocking their path. It will not hurt, but it will send a vibration through the persons body until they stop touching it. On the wall right in front of the barrier is a symbol, looking almost like a compass rose without the four main directions: North, South, East and West. That would leave Northeast, Southeast, Northwest and Southwest. At the tip of every one of those lines is a circle. And then connecting each of those circles to form a square are four lines. And in the middle is another large circle. Should somebody accidentally stumble across the secret to the symbol, the barrier will drop and they will find a second set of stairs upon reaching a flat area. Those stairs will lead to the second floor where a large amount of bedrooms lay.
Temple Town: Three miles away from the temple, surrounding it completely is Temple Town. And though the name suggests that the commoners would know about the temple and it's secrets, all they know is that the Sanctuars once lived in that Temple. A large town filled with shops, hotels, houses and businesses, this town is right next to Tobakia with it's size and commerce.
Nothern Mountain Range: There appears to be some kind of door behind a vast amount of chains at the base of these mountains. Obviously nobody wants you in here. Maybe it's for your safety? Or maybe it's to make sure you don't take something of value...
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 11:17 pm
Dead Continent: Continent of the Dark Sanctuars. There is no longer any life on this continent after the Fallen ones died out.
Dark Temple: With a similar setup to honor their roots, there are only two things that distinguish the two temples. Instead of tan color, the stones that create this temple are a faded greyish black. And the other difference is a large chamber with inscirptions carved into the floor. One of the four walls of this chamber has been broken down, leaving a gaping hole in the side of the chamber.
Mountain Range: The only other thing worth seeing on this continent is the mountain range. In the center of the bottom of the moutains is a square portal leading into the heap of rock. But this entrance is sealed by a very strong barrier of invisible energy. Contact on this barrier will burn the skin of a rhino with ease. Only a person with hightened senses of energy will be able to sense this barrier, and anybody will know when to turn back. Only a counter spell known by the Dark Sanctuars will allow entry to this place.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 1:40 am
Had anybody been watching, they would have seen a large mass of fire heading straight down five miles south of the Dark Sanctuar Temple. In a matter of moments, a loud boom erupted and filled the air for thousands of miles, but never reached another continent, though the shockwaves would cause rather large waves to reach the others. Nothing too catastophic, though. With chunks of buried rock and dirt flying miles into the air and a crater no larger than two miles around and five deep, the planet of Raventh had just been added a scar on it's surface.
Dirt and dust sweeping through the air around him, Soneko coughed and hacked, regrettung he'd made such an entrance. He could have easily landed softly on the ground without so much as a footprint, but he was having so much fun with his powers. Now that he remembered everything, he was enjoying his abilities. Everything had come to him in a dream back at the Club Orion and he had made quite the fool of himself with a stumbling exit. Didn't matter. He knew everything about his life now. The good, the bad, everything. But even with his old memories, and knowing his old attitude, with his experiences in a new life, he'd never be back to his old self completely. A more social, more caring Soneko was born the moment he had been woken by that pack of wolf demons back on Earth.
He leaped from the hole and ascended a good seven miles with ease before his body shot at amazing speeds from the area. He was at the Dark Temple in a split second. He let his power go and his body was then carried forward even though he was no longer propelling himself. His body would do this until it his the ground and stopped or hit a massive wall. It was the laws of physics. His eyes widened as he realized a huge mass of greyish black stone was coming at him. He didn't even have time to twitch before his body connected with the triangular shaped roof of the Temple. His body blew through the stone that created the roof. Then a wall on the inside. Then he went through the second floor ground. Until he slammed into the ground of the first floor, stopping his travel. Unlike the landing on the planet, he wasn't prepared for this landing and he couldn't land on his two feet this time. He grunted and stood up, dusting himself off. He needed to be more careful.
He looked around. Funnily enough, he had landed in the place he had needed to be. The library. He sighed through his nose and walked to a large bookshelf about forty feet high, all stuffed with old dusty books. He read the spines of the books on his eye level first. He had come to this planet in search of a greater power. One would think he had enough power, but when he had come to Earth for the first time, he had been put to shame by a fighter by the name of Taliman. He later met Taliman's brother, who, from what Soneko could sense, was a scary being. Anything to bring him closer to their level would be significant.
He found nothing on eye level. There were things like the history of the Sanctuars, Dark or no, ways to summon creatures from your own blood with the Chamber of Transformation. Things that Soneko either already knew or was not interested in. He squatted down. Maybe he would find something lower. He was in for a long night. Maybe two...He looked around. This library was ridiculously huge. This could take a week. Possibly two.
"Great..."
He sighed and ran his fingers over the old books. This could take awhile...
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2007 5:45 pm
With an irritated snarl, Soneko reached for the last book on the shelf and threw it across the room out of frustration. The book smacked against the stone wall and landed on the floor with an echoing clap! It had been eleven days of reading, and he had only found things he already knew. Summoning lower-classed demons, energy waves, paralyzing spells, transformations. All thing he knew and was not interested in. He'd come here to find new power, not have a review of everything he'd already learned. Eleven days of straight reading. He'd only stopped to eat and use the restroom. His patience was already very low, but he had gutted through the eleven days, but this had gotten ridiculous. He sighed through his mouth and looked over at the book he had thrown. It had landed open, and on the left page, something caught Soneko's eye. He walked over to the book, his boots giving off a muffled thunk with every step he took. He kneeled in front of the book. The page was faded, but Soneko could make out the handle of a sword and peices of the ancient text written under it.
"Those who do not fear death...Find...Forbidden...Sealed...Mountains."
The text was faded as well, and seemed to be missing many words, but Soneko got the message loud and clear. Apparently there was some sort of forbidden power sealed inside the mountains. And allt his time, he'd thougt the Dead Continent was only a home to the Temple and a massive heap of rock. He snickered. He could have overlooked that book out of frustration. What if he had tossed the book in another pile of books he'd already read and lost that information forever? He would have searched the whole library, and might not have found anything. He'd gotten lucky. Because he hadn't even thought about examining the book after he'd thrown it. He was lucky that the illustration caught his eye. The odds were against that book. Amazing. Soneko glanced around the library. Over a week and he had just now almost finished half of the entire place. Its contents was much larger than Soneko had hoped. With a new enthusiasm, Soneko bursted through the hole he had created in the roof eleven days ago upon entry in flight. He then headed South, toward the mountain range. Feeling like a small break, Soneko decided he would just fly around for a bit and give his mind a rest for awhile. Who knew what was waiting for him in those mountains.
As if it had been his first time flying, Soneko maneuvered like a playful child through the air. Twisting and turning this way and that. Barrel rolling, flipping, diving, weaving, summersaulting...Just about anything you could do with the ability to fly. He even flew up nearing the ends of the planet's atmosphere and then let go of his energy, just letting himself fall. Of course, a moment or two before he hit the ground, he jetted along the ground parallel with it. He would have been able to take the crash, there was no doubt about it, but why do any kind of harm to yourself for no reason?
After having his fun and relaxing a little bit, Soneko began heading South again, but he was in no rush. He reach the mountains within a few minutes
but he then realized that he had no clue where he was supposed to go in these moutains. Was it hidden on the peaks of the moutains? He began flying by the rock slowly, examining ever square foot of the place, hoping to find some kind of clue as to where he was supposed to be heading. Some twenty minutes later, Soneko was already groawing bored and was hardly paying attention when he found what seemed to be an opening at the base of the moutains. It was no larger than seven feet tall and four feet wide. As if it were a portal without a door. Soneko landed twenty feet from the apparent entrace, but sensed something. There was a barrier around that blocked any entrance to the mountain range. This barrier was an offensive one that Soneko was all to familiar with. And he knew exactly how to bring it down. Soneko raised his right arm, fingers extended up towards the sky and spaced out from eachother. What seemed to be a red electricity shot from the center of his palm and spread across the invisible barrier. Said barrier then became visible as a transparent blue before it shattered into thousand of peices. Those peices vanished before they even touched the ground.
That was simple enough. For some 'forbidden' power that was in here, there sure was a lack of defense to stop an intrusion. Then again, Soneko put the rest of the Dark Sanctuars this planet had ever seen to shame. Well, that excluded Koshinko and Ryoku, but they were all of the same bloodline, so it was to be expected. He'd killed Ryoku, his brother, but hadn't seen his father, Koshinko, since he was eleven years old. He hadn't thought about it for a long time. And he wasn't about to start, either. He had business to attend to. He stepped into the vast mountains. It was a long tunnel hollowed out of the mountains, from what he could tell. But how far into the mountains would it take him? Making his way through the tunnel, he made many turns. Luckily there were no turning options. You either turned left or right, or you went back from where you came. At least Soneko didn't have to worry about finding his way back. With a snap of his fingers, a fire suddenly danced in the palm of his hand. He would use this for lighting, being tired of using his sense of hearing to guide him like a bat.
He walked in the tunnel for a half hour and there wasn't a single sign of any life. No bats, no mice, and definately no humans. He was beginning to wonder when it would end as the tunnel opened up to a large circular hollowed out chamber. Straight ahead, Soneko saw a oddly shaped sword hung on the wall with a small inscription in the rock wall beside it. Soneko stepped closer, unable to make out what it said from this distance. Completely ignoring the sword for now, he read the inscription out loud.
"Weary traveler...Weary, my a**. More like bored." Obviously, he threw that in. "Weary traveler, here lies a key to boundless power. One other key remains hidden. Find the missing key, this sword's brother..."
Soneko looked around. There must have been hundreds of inscriptions on these walls. There were even some that he could not make out. They were in some different language. He scanned the walls, trying to see something familiar. He spotted something on the wall opposite him. He wandered over to it, holding the fire close to it so he could read.
"Strength in one with strength in numbers..." Next to it was a symbol much like the Sanctuar's 'draw' symbol. That symbol, as the name suggested, allowed the user to draw any kind of ability from an enemy or scroll. This one had a few modifications, but Soneko could tell it would have the same effect. Though he wasn't sure what the phrase meant, any new power was useful. He placed his right hand, the one without the flame, on the symbol and closed his eyes. He hadn't used a symbol in over two thousand years. The symbol began to glow an emerald green, just like the old symbols did. He opened his eyes and smiled. This brought back memories.
Suddenly, the green symbol shifted to a violent red color. In that moment, a large wave of red energy enveloped Soneko. Unfamiliar with this kind of barrier, Soneko had no clue on how to escape. And with the pain that soon followed, Soneko knew that even with his strength and abilities, he wouldn't have been able to escape either way. This was too powerful. His body overcome by an extreme pain that he had never felt before, Soneko collapsed, and his world faded to black...
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 7:45 pm
He awoke without a signle trace of the pain he had felt before losing consciousness. He thought for sure he would be dead. His eyes clenched shut and his hands balled into fists, it seemed his body was entirely rigid from the pain he had suffered...How long ago was it? How long was he out? It could have been weeks for all he knew. In reality, he was only unconscious for a few hours, but he would never know. His eyes eased open, but he was greeted with more darkness. He couldn't even see the ground that he layed on. He groaned and stood up, dusting himself off. What had happened? What went wrong? It was a simple draw symbol. It shouldn't have reacted so violently. Maybe it reacted that way because he was a Dark Sanctuar and the symbols were only used for the Sanctuars. Oh well, as long as he was alive, it didn't matter. With another snap of his fingers, the same fire from before danced in the palm of his left hand. The enitre dome was lit with an orange flickering light. He glanced over to the strange sword mounted on the wall. It was unlike any sword he'd seen before. With a black handle with the length of a foot, and a hilt that extends out an inch before turning into a horn on the end of each side of the hilt, creating a sideways 'I'. The blade itself had no ridges down the middle, but was a double edged blade, both sides sharpened to perfection, looking as if never used. The flat blade curved ever so slightly until it got seventy five percent of the way to the tip. That's where it made a slight arch to form a slightly pointed bump. The tip of the sword was created from both edges curving to create a deadly point. The blade itself was black, aside from a red stripe down each edge of the blade.
Cautious still from the incident with the draw symbol, Soneko reached out and tapped the handle of the sword with two fingers before withdrawing them in a split second. No reaction whatsoever. He reached out again and rested four fingers on the handle. Still nothing. He took the sword in his hand and lifted it from the two stone hooks holding it to the wall. He smiled and swung it through the air a few times slowly. It was actually quite--
The fire in his palm went out and an unnatural wind picked up inside the room, slamming Soneko against the wall. The sword fell from his grasp and he heard the metal clatter against the ground. He head smacked against the hard stone, knocking him into a slight daze for a moment or two. He groaned. This cave may not have had any other demons waiting for him in there, or monstrous guards stopping him from getting the sword, but the place seemed to have it out for him. The sword began to glow a bright red, lighting the room in an eerie red light. The sword seemed to create a red barrier around itself that expanded one foot every few seconds. The sword began to lift from the ground of it's own accord. The still glowing blade then turned itself so the tip of the blade was facing Soneko. In an instant, steel pierced flesh and blood sprayed across the dome-like tone room. Soneko hissed loudly at the pain in his right shoulder. It had cut through the bone like a hot knife through better. It was sharper than he'd realized. Had he not been in his human form, the blade would have still pierced the skin, but the damage wouldn't have been as bad. Instinctively, he reached over with his left hand and gripped the blade, which sliced his hand open. Smooth move on his part. Ignoring the pain, he yanked the blade from his right shoulder and held it at his left side.
"Son of a b***h..."
A wave of fatigue washed over his body. The sword had done something to him. It seemed like some kind of poison with how crappy his body was suddenly feeling. In reality, the blade had given Soneko it's own version of a blood sample. This sample was to determine the overall strength of the Dark Sanctuar. Because Soneko was such a powerful demon, the sword would become more than the blade it was now. It had just made an eternal contract with Soneko. He would not know these things until later on down the road.
With a bum right arm, Soneko growled and clutched the blade, blood seeping down his hand and dripping onto the ground. His right arm was already covered in his own blood. If he was not a demon, he surely would have died in an hour or two. Maybe less. Heheaded down the halls, using his old fire trick to guide him. Half an hour later, he was out of the cave. If he was going to find this sword's "Brother" he would probably have to go to the opposite of what this place was. Well, if he was right, it would be just about the same thing, but on the continent that was at odds with this one.
In a flash, Soneko was in flight, leaving a large dent in the ground where he stood not but a fraction of a second ago. Black long hair swirled around his head as the rush of wind blew it back and out of his face. Though he was in human form, he could still utilize certain aspects of his demonic heritage. He headed directly for the mountain range on Klira.
When he reached his destinatuon, he was only greeted by a large wooden door sealed off with chains. Soneko snickered to himself. Funny how all they needed to seal this place off to the Sanctuars was linked steel. Without so much as a twitch from Soneko, the chains snapped and clattered to the ground and the wooden door slid open, leading him through a white hallway with a red carpet lining the path. The path seemed to go straight for a long time. From what he could make out, after what would be quite the walk, the hallway opened out into a bigger room with an altar of sorts. He stepped forward and started the trek. It was long, but not nearly as bad as the mountains where he'd received the Dark Sanctuar's treasure. This was maybe two hundred yards. Not bad at all. Once he reached the open room, he noticed several large windows near the top of the ceiling of what seemed to be a part of a temple. That's what gave the lighting. A clear view of the brown mountains and the blue sky. It was tranquil.
He stepped forward, taking five steps up white marble stairs covered by a red carpet. He reached a wall where another sword hung on the back of the wall. No crazy inscriptions in this place. Just a sword. This one had a blue handle with a golden hilt that reached out an inch or so to the sides before spiking up to create points on either side. He reached out and took a hold of the handle. No tricks this time. He unsheathed the sword. The blade was flat, and rather plain. Both sides of the blade went straight up until a few inches from the end of the sword, creating a point. Down the middle of the sowrd was a lighter shade of grey, almost white. It was like the outer side of the blade was a bold outline of the middle of it. The butt of the sword was golden as well. He returned the blade into it's sheath and turned to exit. He was done with this planet. He found what he needed. He had gotten the forbidden fruits of this planet. Nothing was left now for him to be interested in. And with no real records of these treasures in any books, he would have to figure their secrets out on his own.
When he reached the outside of the mountain range, he tied the lighter sword to his left hip, and tied the dark one to his back. With force that surprised even himself, he was in flight away from the planet, and he carried himself back to Earth. With a little training, he may even get the balls to take on one of the Wesely brothers. That would be a fun battle. With a new motivation, his speed increased greatly. His stomach turned in such a way that he felt overjoyed. This speed was ridiculous. He never would have been able to do this before. Like a kid on Haloween, he smiled and had one final burst of speed that carried him towards Earth.
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