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stevie667 · 01-31-2006, 02:12 PM

The templars described such meetings in their dusty books and primeval parchments. In days of old the gods fought for their children, amassing mighty fleets and vast armies’ of lesser great ones, they set sail to do battle with the encroaching shadow. Breaching onto the ashen beaches, they reached the dead lands and set forth on a journey to seek and destroy evil.
A year and a day after the white harbours of their homeland faded beyond the stern they came across their foe in the mountains of the two teeth, where ice never melted and no creature dared venture. Blood and death are waiting like a raven in the sky, and storm crows gather around the black feast.

Under the fading light of the setting sun and with the two mighty powers clashed. Hour after hour, day after day the armies of the light and of the dark ravaged the vast snowdrifts with their blood and sweat. Though the gods had grown such a force, they began to falter against the pressing might of the malevolence. Pushed back against the rock walls all began to fall apart. Their bravest warriors held back the tide, but all was lost.

In this, the darkest moments the gods have ever seen a saviour came to them. Kaht, the god of war, born from the will of Arherus to protect his brothers and sisters, brought his wrath down. Fire and lightening tore from his fingers, destruction on everything they touched. His voice reined a roar that shook the mountains, waking them from their eternal slumber, binding them to his will and loosing them on the enemy. Forces known only to Arherus escaped his eyes, everything he gazed upon sprang into unquenchable fire

Desolation and ruin. Carnage and Death. Kaht sacrificed his essence, his nature as an immortal being to save the armies and peoples he belonged to, the peoples he came from. Such was his sacrifice Arherus granted him the gift of rebirth. If such time came when his children required the power of the teeth to guard and protect them from evil, he would be summoned into this realm from his own sleep to assemble the resting armies and man the bastions of old.

01-31-2006, 02:12 PM	#22 (permalink)
stevie667 Too Awesome for Aardvarks Location: Angloland	The templars described such meetings in their dusty books and primeval parchments. In days of old the gods fought for their children, amassing mighty fleets and vast armies’ of lesser great ones, they set sail to do battle with the encroaching shadow. Breaching onto the ashen beaches, they reached the dead lands and set forth on a journey to seek and destroy evil. A year and a day after the white harbours of their homeland faded beyond the stern they came across their foe in the mountains of the two teeth, where ice never melted and no creature dared venture. Blood and death are waiting like a raven in the sky, and storm crows gather around the black feast. Under the fading light of the setting sun and with the two mighty powers clashed. Hour after hour, day after day the armies of the light and of the dark ravaged the vast snowdrifts with their blood and sweat. Though the gods had grown such a force, they began to falter against the pressing might of the malevolence. Pushed back against the rock walls all began to fall apart. Their bravest warriors held back the tide, but all was lost. In this, the darkest moments the gods have ever seen a saviour came to them. Kaht, the god of war, born from the will of Arherus to protect his brothers and sisters, brought his wrath down. Fire and lightening tore from his fingers, destruction on everything they touched. His voice reined a roar that shook the mountains, waking them from their eternal slumber, binding them to his will and loosing them on the enemy. Forces known only to Arherus escaped his eyes, everything he gazed upon sprang into unquenchable fire Desolation and ruin. Carnage and Death. Kaht sacrificed his essence, his nature as an immortal being to save the armies and peoples he belonged to, the peoples he came from. Such was his sacrifice Arherus granted him the gift of rebirth. If such time came when his children required the power of the teeth to guard and protect them from evil, he would be summoned into this realm from his own sleep to assemble the resting armies and man the bastions of old. __________________ Office hours have changed. Please call during office hours for more information. Last edited by stevie667; 02-01-2006 at 06:36 AM..