Post by Timeon on Nov 18, 2015 17:18:35 GMT
The story so far...
The World of Man exists alongside the World of Spirit.
The World of Spirit is a place of concepts - a place of thoughts - by which reality itself can be shaped. It is a place of magic.
Yet there is a struggle in the hearts and minds of Men. This struggle has given birth to the Republic.
The Republic believes that the World of Spirit has enslaved the World of Man. Now the Republic fights to break these Spiritual chains using science, logic and fire.
If only Mankind could unite... but the Republic's greatest enemy may be Mankind itself. For there are those who worship Spirits. Spirits have forged great empires. It is from one such Spirit Dominion that the proud Republic was born. Born in the chaos and passion of revolution. It is in this revolution that the continental bridge was shattered - in the Battle of Shatterbridge - so that the Spirit hordes could not chase the revolutionaries across it.
It is the year 2490 by the Faloran calendar. Mere weeks have passed since the Republic sent the greatest army the world has ever known marching into the heart of the hated Dominion, to kill the Spirit God, Radiance, during the Eclipse. Outside the walls of one of the oldest cities in the world, the Republic rained cannon onto its hated enemies, as thousands of Spirit-loving fanatics threw themselves onto pikes and into gunpowder volleys. In the end, it was not enough. The Republic was defeated... Radiance lives. And may yet reign for ten thousand years.
The cyclical Eclipse made Radiance weak. But it was not enough. The Eclipse has come and gone.
But the Republican crusade was not entirely in vain. The Spirit Dominion is weakened and in chaos, most of its leaders dead.
And yet, even as the Republic licks its wounds, it must contend that sometimes, Mankind can be more cruel and wicked than any Spirit. For the Empress of Malvern now stretches out her claws, her shadow falling across the map of the crippled Republic. Commanding tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of slaves, the Empress seeks to reclaim lands lost to her family for a thousand years.
The World of Spirit manipulates Mankind.
If only Mankind could unite...
And so the Republic realises that to defeat the World of Spirit, it must first tame its own black heart, and extinguish the evil within. So long as Mankind enslaves Mankind, then there can be no way to break the chains of Spirit.
And so the echo of Malvern's ancient hatred can be heard across the Republic...
Malvern stirs.
For long ago, Malvern once ruled most of the known world.
And now Malvern hungers, for it has never lost the
The World of Man exists alongside the World of Spirit.
The World of Spirit is a place of concepts - a place of thoughts - by which reality itself can be shaped. It is a place of magic.
Yet there is a struggle in the hearts and minds of Men. This struggle has given birth to the Republic.
The Republic believes that the World of Spirit has enslaved the World of Man. Now the Republic fights to break these Spiritual chains using science, logic and fire.
If only Mankind could unite... but the Republic's greatest enemy may be Mankind itself. For there are those who worship Spirits. Spirits have forged great empires. It is from one such Spirit Dominion that the proud Republic was born. Born in the chaos and passion of revolution. It is in this revolution that the continental bridge was shattered - in the Battle of Shatterbridge - so that the Spirit hordes could not chase the revolutionaries across it.
It is the year 2490 by the Faloran calendar. Mere weeks have passed since the Republic sent the greatest army the world has ever known marching into the heart of the hated Dominion, to kill the Spirit God, Radiance, during the Eclipse. Outside the walls of one of the oldest cities in the world, the Republic rained cannon onto its hated enemies, as thousands of Spirit-loving fanatics threw themselves onto pikes and into gunpowder volleys. In the end, it was not enough. The Republic was defeated... Radiance lives. And may yet reign for ten thousand years.
The cyclical Eclipse made Radiance weak. But it was not enough. The Eclipse has come and gone.
But the Republican crusade was not entirely in vain. The Spirit Dominion is weakened and in chaos, most of its leaders dead.
And yet, even as the Republic licks its wounds, it must contend that sometimes, Mankind can be more cruel and wicked than any Spirit. For the Empress of Malvern now stretches out her claws, her shadow falling across the map of the crippled Republic. Commanding tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of slaves, the Empress seeks to reclaim lands lost to her family for a thousand years.
The World of Spirit manipulates Mankind.
If only Mankind could unite...
And so the Republic realises that to defeat the World of Spirit, it must first tame its own black heart, and extinguish the evil within. So long as Mankind enslaves Mankind, then there can be no way to break the chains of Spirit.
And so the echo of Malvern's ancient hatred can be heard across the Republic...
Malvern stirs.
For long ago, Malvern once ruled most of the known world.
And now Malvern hungers, for it has never lost the
Memory of Empire
