Kenpachi
11th Squad Captain
"The Moon shines o'er the world
And under it, shall a new world be made
The Old shall fall
Cast asunder
And the new shall rise
Under the shadow of the Beast"
Prophecy of Jel'dalarmath, Third Age
The World of Tormanath is reeling
Less than a thousand years ago, a great battle was fought between an alliance of races and an army of terrible beasts
Great and terrible were the armies that rose and fell in the time of conflict
But in the end, man was victorious, the evil and terrible beast armies were no more, scattered to the four corners of the world.
However, their commander lived, having escaped that last desperate battle, and she fled to her castle deep in the mountains of the Edge of the World, to sit and plot for her day of return once more.
And so the alliance, still reeling after years of battles, broke apart, and settled into a kind of peace.
In the lands of men, the armies scattered, becoming farmers for centuries to revive the desolate land.
In the lands of the Myera -where wingless dragon-like with great powers live in a state of perpetual clan wars- the armies joined and began to remake the lands from which they came.
In the lands of Shaido -where the short, monkey-like people with long tails dwelled among the trees- the armies began to regrow the trees that they so dearly loved.
And in the lands of the beasts -where things that could have only dwelt in nightmares once lived- only one woman remained. Only She began to remake the terrain from which Her beloved army had sprung forth. And only She was a threat to the other lands. For Her time, She promised Herself, would come again.
Centuries have past, and the worlds are once more whole and proud and all the races, even the beasts have once more reached their former glory. And as such, the beasts have once again begun to raid into the other countries, just as a thousand years before. Thus, the high queen of the humans, the great and esteemed Queen Zarsha, has called once more something that the world has not seen in a thousand years.
The Great Hunt has been called.
Warriors from all around the lands have come to the Joint city of Dousetein, ruled by Humans, Myera and Shaido equally, in order to set out into the lands of the Beasts, to slay the nightmares once more.
Thus is the setting, for the great deeds that shall surely follow...
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Kyuin pushed his way through the crowd unhurridely as he made his way towards his favourite tavern. Dousetein was packed for this event, and he for one, was excited.
"Can't stand all these tourists." he heard one Human say to his neighbour as he pushed past, earning glares from the Humans.
He didn't care about the tourists.
He was a lonely traveller, who had a home here in Dousetein, yet only visited once every year or so, and was therefore unrecognised by most locals. But some new him, knew of his exploits in the land of the Beasts, and treated him as some great hero.
Now that, he hated.
Worming his way into a gap in the crowd, he arched his neck to and fro and sighed.
The great square where the hunters were signing up was packed, there were basically no ways in. Humans, the most plentiful of the races, were packed in the square, jostling each other and with a variety of weapons bristling on each one. Shaido, small and wiry were scampering between the feet of the bigger races but even they were feeling the lack of space. The Shaido all carried short bows and spears, though a few that Kyuin could see had daggers.
And the Myera, tall and powerful, even they who were normally given a kind of fear-inspired berth form other races were being jostled. Kyuin's kinsman, were snarling and biting at the air as signified annoyance, yet they were equally as anxious as the other races to sign up to kill Beasts.
Kyuin sighed again and began to push into the great crowd, hoping to get to the sign-in booths quickly, hoping he could make a start as soon as possible.
And under it, shall a new world be made
The Old shall fall
Cast asunder
And the new shall rise
Under the shadow of the Beast"
Prophecy of Jel'dalarmath, Third Age
The World of Tormanath is reeling
Less than a thousand years ago, a great battle was fought between an alliance of races and an army of terrible beasts
Great and terrible were the armies that rose and fell in the time of conflict
But in the end, man was victorious, the evil and terrible beast armies were no more, scattered to the four corners of the world.
However, their commander lived, having escaped that last desperate battle, and she fled to her castle deep in the mountains of the Edge of the World, to sit and plot for her day of return once more.
And so the alliance, still reeling after years of battles, broke apart, and settled into a kind of peace.
In the lands of men, the armies scattered, becoming farmers for centuries to revive the desolate land.
In the lands of the Myera -where wingless dragon-like with great powers live in a state of perpetual clan wars- the armies joined and began to remake the lands from which they came.
In the lands of Shaido -where the short, monkey-like people with long tails dwelled among the trees- the armies began to regrow the trees that they so dearly loved.
And in the lands of the beasts -where things that could have only dwelt in nightmares once lived- only one woman remained. Only She began to remake the terrain from which Her beloved army had sprung forth. And only She was a threat to the other lands. For Her time, She promised Herself, would come again.
Centuries have past, and the worlds are once more whole and proud and all the races, even the beasts have once more reached their former glory. And as such, the beasts have once again begun to raid into the other countries, just as a thousand years before. Thus, the high queen of the humans, the great and esteemed Queen Zarsha, has called once more something that the world has not seen in a thousand years.
The Great Hunt has been called.
Warriors from all around the lands have come to the Joint city of Dousetein, ruled by Humans, Myera and Shaido equally, in order to set out into the lands of the Beasts, to slay the nightmares once more.
Thus is the setting, for the great deeds that shall surely follow...
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Kyuin pushed his way through the crowd unhurridely as he made his way towards his favourite tavern. Dousetein was packed for this event, and he for one, was excited.
"Can't stand all these tourists." he heard one Human say to his neighbour as he pushed past, earning glares from the Humans.
He didn't care about the tourists.
He was a lonely traveller, who had a home here in Dousetein, yet only visited once every year or so, and was therefore unrecognised by most locals. But some new him, knew of his exploits in the land of the Beasts, and treated him as some great hero.
Now that, he hated.
Worming his way into a gap in the crowd, he arched his neck to and fro and sighed.
The great square where the hunters were signing up was packed, there were basically no ways in. Humans, the most plentiful of the races, were packed in the square, jostling each other and with a variety of weapons bristling on each one. Shaido, small and wiry were scampering between the feet of the bigger races but even they were feeling the lack of space. The Shaido all carried short bows and spears, though a few that Kyuin could see had daggers.
And the Myera, tall and powerful, even they who were normally given a kind of fear-inspired berth form other races were being jostled. Kyuin's kinsman, were snarling and biting at the air as signified annoyance, yet they were equally as anxious as the other races to sign up to kill Beasts.
Kyuin sighed again and began to push into the great crowd, hoping to get to the sign-in booths quickly, hoping he could make a start as soon as possible.