We have lived and thrived throughout time.
We have lived and thrived throughout time.
Hidden before your very eyes.
Hidden before your very eyes .
With our wings we fly through the air.
With our animal bodies we blend with the earth.
With our magic, we can control you.
With our shifting abilities we will decieve you.
We are the Faerie.
We are the Weres.
War Against the Races
A warm breeze blows threw the trees and grass as you wake up in an empty clearing. Or it appears to be.
In the distance, you can see a large, gothic style house. It looks like no one has lived in it for ages.
Walking threw the tall grass, you begin to hear signs of life; little childrens laughter is what catches your attention first.
Looking down at your feet, you see small sprites jumping from petals and blades of grass.
The sound of purring, growling, and yipping catches your attention next. Looking back up, you see on the steps of the house a large lioness, her black eyes watching you. ShinigamiSurfer
Fear momentarilly grips you, but it is quickly pushed back by your curiosity. What is a lion doing in the middle of the forest?
Taking a few steps forward, you let your eyes wander. Standing by the rail of the stairs, stands a beautiful woman. She has wings, and cascading gold hair. A Faerie? She beckons you forward with a pale hand. On her lips is a serene smile. She seems kind enough.
As soon as you reach the first step, the lioness and the faerie disappear, both leaving trails of gold and blue in their wake. Reaching for the door, you press the button on the door frame. Large bells toll in the distance.
Opening the door is a handsome man with odd colored hair and large, green eyes. He's dressed oddly too. Who wears a pink and orange jumpsuit in this heat?
"May I help you?" he says in a voice that could only be compared to water running over smooth rocks.
Before you can answer, he grabs your wrist and pulls you into the house. Inside, you let your eyes widen.
Instead of being a dusty old house, you enter some sort of portal. Across from you and the strange man, stands a large stone stage. Surrounding the stage is short cut grass. The air smells of the grass, sweet and homey.
The words come to you out of no where it seems...
"Welcome to Khristian Daemon Academy."
In the distance, you can see a large, gothic style house. It looks like no one has lived in it for ages.
Walking threw the tall grass, you begin to hear signs of life; little childrens laughter is what catches your attention first.
Looking down at your feet, you see small sprites jumping from petals and blades of grass.
The sound of purring, growling, and yipping catches your attention next. Looking back up, you see on the steps of the house a large lioness, her black eyes watching you. ShinigamiSurfer
Fear momentarilly grips you, but it is quickly pushed back by your curiosity. What is a lion doing in the middle of the forest?
Taking a few steps forward, you let your eyes wander. Standing by the rail of the stairs, stands a beautiful woman. She has wings, and cascading gold hair. A Faerie? She beckons you forward with a pale hand. On her lips is a serene smile. She seems kind enough.
As soon as you reach the first step, the lioness and the faerie disappear, both leaving trails of gold and blue in their wake. Reaching for the door, you press the button on the door frame. Large bells toll in the distance.
Opening the door is a handsome man with odd colored hair and large, green eyes. He's dressed oddly too. Who wears a pink and orange jumpsuit in this heat?
"May I help you?" he says in a voice that could only be compared to water running over smooth rocks.
Before you can answer, he grabs your wrist and pulls you into the house. Inside, you let your eyes widen.
Instead of being a dusty old house, you enter some sort of portal. Across from you and the strange man, stands a large stone stage. Surrounding the stage is short cut grass. The air smells of the grass, sweet and homey.
The words come to you out of no where it seems...
"Welcome to Khristian Daemon Academy."
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2>No godmoding, auto hitting/auto dodging (etc) at all. It pisses people off. Give people the chance to operate their own RPC.
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