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Henry was pouring his all into it now. His new instrument was spinning threads of magic together at a insane rate. Complicated weaves of elemental energies made needle thin ice spear a into meter long ballistic missiles of pissed off, siren powered ether. He drove them into the wolf with all the anger and sorrow of those who the God-Wolf had called upon to torment Henry just moments earlier. He pounded the Wolf with barrages of hyper dense streams of water, capable of cutting metal clean apart. He lashed at the wolf, tore at his weakened body. Then came the Prometeans fire, and everything changed. The wolf was desperate, angered by these meager foes suddenly turning the tide on him. It summoned something, something vile and terrifying. Henrys eyes were drawn to the ball of massed energy, and his entire being screamed for him to run. But were is one to flee, when the world itself came crashing down against you. Where do you hide from something like this. Henry never liked running anyways, he had told himself again and again it was time to stand his ground. He still had a Icequeen to kill. So instead. He lifted his violin to his chin once more. This time however, the tones were soothing and a strange contrast to the chaotic, dire situation they found themselves in.

Magic of another nature began to weave about in the air. They were warm, caring and downright loving in their caresses of everyone around him. Thad seemed to be out, but the lack of a Reaper told him it was not what it seemed. His magic cocooned around his body, surging it with the elements raw power as to provide him with a beacon once it was time to come back. They wove around Atticus, the demon Henry owed his life to and then that same stream wrapped around the petite Vampiress that snared Atticus heart. It lifted their pain from them, the cold embrace of a unseen river washed over and reinvigorated them, meant to ease their pain. Another etheral arm danced around the brave and brilliant Veti, working overtime to try and regenerate the damage she caused herself in the face of a world eating, powerful ball of green death. They spread out like a myriad of shimmering blue arms as they reached for everyone present. One cradled the gorgous, inspiring firedemon that had saved him moments earlier as It all but sank into her, demon and human, and lifted that anger and pain from her heart as another surged tendril of vivid magic surged to aid the Angel, who Henry actually feared, but in this moment would give his life for if he had to. He connected himself to everyone, hooking a million tiny tendrils of energy into their overflowing emotion the same way he lured lusts and desire out of victims back when he was just a Siren, not Henry Grimm. And then he pulled their pain, sorrow, fear and despair of them.

The Siren took their all of their pain, every ounce of it, and he absorbed it.

The feedback was immediate. And it was merciless. The pain of searing flesh, of crushing under the weight of the entire world hit him hard enough to stagger him. The loss of family echoing in the back of someones mind, the fear of being a outcast from someone else. He had no idea who felt what, he did not care. They were family. They were his to protect, his to heal. He took it all in, he endured as his skin started to break in a way similar to when the God Wolf had tried to kill him with his own magic before. He screamed as it began to break him apart, he felt his magic slipping. His sight grew blurry, but he stood his ground in all his radiant, gods given fury. And then, a face flashed before his eyes. A trick perhaps, of etheral nature. Perhaps a ghost of his mind given form by rampart magic. He cared not. The blue haired woman stood beside him. Cold, gorgeous, magnificently tragic in her rags and drowned self. Her voice was cold, like the river that birthed him.

”Henry grimm, have you forgotten what you promised?” The woman smile and the words echoed suddenly in the Sirens head. Like the tones of some forgotten masterpiece, they awoke his being in a way he thought not possible. Something took a hold of him, and he rose, their pain still in him but he withstood it. He was flash of white and blue, magic running wild as he drew the under ground rivers beneath their feets to swell and try to break severa hundred feet of compact soil to come to his aid. He was furious with himself, to allow himself even a single moment of weakness could kill them all. Here, in the chaos, his friends were fighting to the bitter end, he would make sure they survived or at the very least, die standing and without pain.

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

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The Silver Leaves; A Northern Crusade.

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Votaries of the Sight

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This cult is dedicated to the minor god known only as the Seer. His followers are some of the few who are fully aware of the deity's legend and how he came to be as he is now. They are devoted to the Seer almost to a fault and will go about sowing what he has guided them to sow, in the interest of upholding the balance of the world. While his followers are typically peaceful people, they are sometimes driven to great lengths in order to properly balance the world, as even evil acts can be necessary in the grander scope of things. For them, balance trumps morality. The Seer's following has existed for roughly two centuries now, but it has yet to grow as large as the religions of the major gods, and is likely to remain as such. Nonetheless, the Votaries have spread across the world, setting up their small usually wooden, or tent-based, settlements in caves or near particularly clear bodies of water.

While there are rumors of them here and there, the world's general populace knows little about the Votaries and their patron deity, the Seer. As such, the Seer's followers are typically regarded either with caution or disdain as they do not follow under the stars of any major god, and instead differ to one that most consider of no consequence.

A Votary's Tenants

--Whenever possible, keep the Seer's peace--
This tenant calls for the Seer's followers to not incite conflict or argument unless it is necessary or unavoidable. He does not fault them when conflict is incited beyond their control, though he does reward them for trying to stop such when it is not his intention.

--Usher forth only balance--
A rather vague tenant, this one has to do with, well, seeing to the balancing of the world's scales. It requires much forethought and a deep consideration of the consequences of one's own actions. An understanding of the ripple, or butterfly effect, is often employed.

--Seek not to abuse knowledge or squander power--
Rather straightforward in its nature, this tenant proclaims that the Seer's votaries are not to use knowledge to commit acts that are purely for malicious ends. If these actions are however, dictated by the Seer than such is a different story. In regards to power, his followers are to only use it when necessary, if ever. It is not to be used for personal gain, as that is considered unimportant.

Ascendency and the Seer's Legend

In life, the Seer was, but a humble and devout follower of the Twins. He respected his peers and fellow man, often bringing peace and tranquility where he went. He was, all in all, a virtuous, peaceful man. However, there was always something about him which stirred those who met him. Perhaps it was the far away look in his kind eyes, or the abnormally graceful gait he set, his feet almost seeming to never touch the ground.

He kept his faith all his life and served the twins well, tending towards the Mediator more than his brother, but nonetheless acknowledging the Trickster's path as well. At times he would play subtle tricks on those who happened upon his path, and inadvertently the dominoes fell and events would transpire.

Still, none seemed able to ordain how he did it, he was merely a humble vagabond, right?

Wrong, for this vagabond had been born with a unique gift. He had been born with an ability to understand the existence which he'd been created in. It was a practiced talent, one he had grown over his many years and while a mixture of awe and fear were exercised subtly by those who had heard of him, he never abused his sway over people. He of course made mistakes and sometimes his intentions were skewed, or his actions would lead not where he had wished, but instead in much darker directions.

Still, he did not withdrawing, seeking to serve the Twins as best he could –and so he trudged on. Adversity surrounded him, but still there were those who admired him and his devotion to the gods. Religious men could not help, but look upon him with respect...but nobles were different.

They could not explain his abilities and so men were sent for him. When they returned they were unharmed, but appeared in a daze. They told their lords that they had encountered a pack of bloodthirsty wargs, and been saved by the very man who they had been sent to capture. Yet, knowing what they intended, he had healed them of their wounds and even supplied them with what little food he had on his person.

In their gratitude they had not noticed when he slipped away on their way back to the fort.

The lords were of course not at all pleased by this and so they proclaimed the man a criminal. For months posters were put up, and the authorities riled to search the hills for the man. Nonetheless, he was never apprehended.

Instead, on the sixth month after the proclamation had been made, he entered the court of the king and with a smile turned himself in. For many years the lord kept him in his service, attempting to use the alleged prophet's talents for his own ends. All was well, but in the heavens the Twin's laughed at the lord's antics.

On the sixth year of his service all the ventures which the prophet had assisted the lord in, fell to shambles. His lands crumbled around him, and eventually he was ousted from the throne as a tyrant –for the people had not known that the prophet assisted him.

When he was discovered by the citizenship, he was freed from the dungeons of the wicked lord's fortress, and led out into the world again. Throughout he had held the same knowing smile upon his slender lips, and dancing in his joyful silver eyes.

Unfortunately, he was not to live much longer and so, after only seven more years, the prophet died, and he was mourned well, both by those who respected and those who feared him. He had been a great man, and so his departure from the world was duly noted.

In truth though, his journey never ended, for as he stepped beyond death's door, he was beckoned into the realm beyond. The Twins offered the mortal a chance to continue serving them, saying that his life had greatly amused them, and furthermore that he had been quite useful. Pleased, overjoyed, and overwhelmed, the prophet acquiesced and so became the Seer. Strangely, it is said that the prophet did not request he become what the Twin's made him, but rather simply agreed as it was their wish.

He was faithful to them and their intentions even when his body had been laid to rest, such was his devotion. A man such as him is rare, they say.

However, while this story ends here, the Seer's legacy lives on in his followers. Who knows, maybe the prophet's hand shall yet make its mark on history.

The Seer: A minor god who has forsaken his name, the Seer can be considered lawful neutral in that he always seeks to maintain the balance of the mortal world and its inhabitants. Nonetheless, the seer advocates free will and choice very heavily, tending to guide its followers only subtly or when necessary. The Seer's realm of influence is that of understanding and knowledge of the greater picture, in this way he could be considered the God of Observation, Knowledge, and/or Understanding. The gifts this god can bestow are reserved for only the most devout of his followers, as any other is beyond his influence entirely. While the major gods can bestow a variety of gifts within a certain aspect, the Seer is only capable of bestowing three, one per individual, each being different from the last.

The gifts are referred to as follows: The Touch of Ether, Spirit's Light, and The Sight.

Gifts of the Seer

The Touch of Ether:

This gift is, more often than not, awarded to two devout followers who are wed, or have a child after they have proven their faith to the Seer. The Touch of Ether sacrifices the child's physical sight to instead allow them a more subtle vision. This vision allows them, instead of seeing the material world as other's do, the blessed one sees the magical energies and forces, which are typically beyond the scope of mortals. However, true to its name, the Touch of Ether has one other aspect to it; the gifted's sense of touch is linked to their sight and their magical acuity is greatly heightened.

This gives the bestowed a stronger connection to the flow of magical energy in the world, and an almost innate understanding of its nature. Still, while the bestowed is now able to perceive the flow of magic in the world, they are unable to accurately define the physical in any normal capacity and furthermore they can be taken by the thrall of magic if they are not careful. However, if properly managed, it can become quite a boon, often for the bestowed and Seer both.

Spirit's Light:

With the bestowed typically going mute because of this gift, it can sometimes be difficult to understand its nature. However, what Spirit's Light bestows on the chosen is rather intriguing for, simply put, it allows the individual to sense the realm of those who have passed on. The bestowed can communicate with the dead, and can also see the light of the living, a light which, in a rough sense, defines how much longer they may live. However, in return for thee sacrifice of their ability to communicate, the holder of the light has a unique alteration to their spirit, if you will. Much like a cleric, or healer, the light holder can heal others using what could be equated to divine energy. However, rather than it be truly divine, this essence comes from the holder's own spirit, much like a mage, but has been altered so that it closely resembles a divine light. To those who can sense magic, a holder will feel or look incredible overwhelming, no matter their build or talent.

However, in return, holders cannot wield any magic which is not defensive or healing in nature, with no exceptions. Furthermore, the holder is not allowed to take a life, and should they do so their gift will leave them, though their voice will never return. This punishment is given to stop the holder from abusing their abilities, as the light from their soul makes them impervious to most magic, and can easily make others favor them. It takes a very humble soul to earn the Spirit's Light, and a responsible one to properly wield it.

The Sight:

Remaining true to the Seer's aspect, the final gift he may bestow is very similar to the one that the ascended human possessed in life prior to his deification. The Sight, quite plainly, allows the bestowed to view the flow of time and the events transposed throughout it. This gift has a variety of possible manifestations though as with some they can only see very short distances into the future, whereas others can see very far into it, allowing for them to prophecize. Nonetheless, no view of the future is permanent as the variables involved are ever changing and in flux. So while they can see the future's possibilities, they have no innate way of knowing whether or not what they see will ever come to pass –though they can become more skilled at ordaining such, just as the Seer did in his time. The sacrifice for the Sight is the ability to access the flow of magic. Some who possess the full breadth of the gift cannot even engage in widespread social interaction, or conflict of any sort. However, many believe it is worth what they give up, for it furthers the Seer's purpose, and thus gives them fulfillment and peace in their own lives, and what more can a person wish for?

Wings of Light; A Luni-Har guild. First offically formed by the late Elven general Laulîa Sunêin, it became a guild knownformost for its archery and dicipline. Many if not most its member favoring the bow. Having seen battles across the world, a regiment of the Wings is about as costly as a silverleaf one. They swear allegience to Egralia, as the guilds founder was a Egralian native and is buried in the the local Temple of Suin.

Golden Embrace; A cult of philosophers. Stricly none violence, owing only to the pursuit of knowledge and betterment of Elven Kind. Particulary that of the Suin worshipping Luni. A initiate is sworn to both silence for a year, as well as celebacy for the rest of their excistence. A heavy oath, as they tend to atleast 200 hundred years. A person who enters the Cult is very highly regarded amongs the upper class in luni society. But a defector may risk loosing everything he or she has ever had.

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The Silver Leaves; A Northern Crusade.

The tides of war is upon you, young knights and sorcerers. But fear not, for I have found the path to heaven, to the gods themselves. So hold this world alight with your raging fires and know that I shall return, Triumphant.
-Last words of the Mad King Illonizes

Its been nearly a thousands of years since the Mad Kind, Illonizes descended into a ancient tomb of the old world, never to be seen again. But his words still lives, his words a curse that ended up shattering the once glorious Empire of Adrania into squabbling, petty states and kingdoms, all vying for power and glory. His crazed ambition twisted races to try and eradicate one another. It drove the drove the Hari', by humans known as Elves, to turn on their own brethren. The Light elves, the gorgous Luni-Har, lost themselves to their own vanity and sun worship, blinded by it's light. The Dark Elves, the Mandi-har, forsake the world, seeking perfection in rebirth and starting a morbid death cult in hope to achieve perfection. The Wild Elves grew more feral then ever, more resentful of civilization and more isolated from the other races as a result.

His curse made the serene Tindras, mighty people of the sands to folly, made forsake their god and loose their immortality as result. Once more long lived and controlled then even the Elves, they are now cursed with fleeting and short lives, slaves to their impulses.

The Mad Kings words carried down into the tunnels underneath the mountains, and even poisoned the great Dwarf Jarls for generations to come. It made the dwarves lose themselves to greed and gave them endless ambition, to dig, to mine, to hoard.

But Worst was the fate of The shadow borne. Their own darkness became a curse, their kind mistaken for demons and hell-fiends. Their status as scholars tainted by false rumors of necromancy and vile experimenting. Their place in the world became one of constant witch hunts and persecution. They all but went extinct at the hands of the “good”. Only small pockets survived in

Uliar, the world of strife and endless war lies on the brink of a new disaster, just as it for the first time has begun to recover. It's the old tombs, uncovered in the north, that whispers of a second coming, the birth of a new Mad King. This is the story about those that would play a part in this new crisis. And how their actions would influence everyone forever.

The Gods

Gods of Uliar
Religion plays a big part in a lot of the politics and wars that ravage Uliar. While the pantheon quite host more then hundreds different, minor deities, some more obscure then the others, there has always existed the Eight of the Infinite. These are the oldest of gods, the ones said to once have created Uliar. Legend tells that each of them have fought the other, and that now they are all to grievously wounded to directly meddle with the world. In their place, the minor gods interact and manipulate as the Eight recuperate and heal for Aeons still.

Death Goddess Mortina: Patron god of the Mandihar, Mortina is the great constant. She is what allows things to die and pass on to whatever fate awaits their spirit. Neutral in her view upon life she does not take pleasure from ending them. He merely sees it as her task to allow room for new life. Mortina bestows her most devote followers the power to wield death as a tool. Not to be mistaken with necromancy her blessing does not make undead, but merely turns her followers into finely honed killers. To Mortina necromancy is the greatest taboo and her followers tend to persecute necromancers and necromantic beings.

God of Light Suin: The god of light known by many as simply "The Light". Suin is the patron god of most humans as well as the Luni-Har who consider themselves his chosen people. He is considered the justest and kindest of the gods. He allegedly created all of the elves in his own image and lifted the Veil of dakness from human hearts, leading them into the light. It is for this very reason, Luni get along better with humans then any other race. He bestows followers with Light and Holy magic.

Hesele: Goddess of Life: Sister to Mortina, the goddess of life is the most cherished goddess. Having followers within every race, Hesele is considered incredibly powerfull. Hesele is Life and her gift is the world itself. This doesnt mean Heseles followers do not respect death. Hesele will not embrace her followers for eternity as she knows her sister will guide everyone trough death to the eternal life beyond. So instead she makes sure her followers treat death with dignity and do not fear it, but teaches everyone that they need to care for their lives and one another before the final embrace finally come. She bestows great healing power to her priests and priestesses.

Twing Gods of Balance: The Eladrur Twins: The Gods of balance or The Trickster and The Mediator. The Elardrur twins are two gods of chaos and order, the eternal scale of balance. The mediator enforces harmony, peace, laws and order. But he also creates tyrants and despots, imprisonment and punishment. The Trickster is his opposite, she instigates wars and revolts, causing bitterness and but also lights the flame of hope and the will to rise up and change things, be it for good or bad. 

Zail, God of Darkness: The hated one, the darkness that is Zail is the necessary evil that comes with the shadows from Suins light. He is the source of hatred, fear and disgust. He revels in the hatred and destruction of the other races, spurring them on into conflict. He is the only one of the Infinity that can truthfully be called evil in every regard. His darkness even corrupts life and death, creating the undead. His followers are many but secretive. Assassins, Demon Lords and Necromancers follow Zails dark gospel. He bestows many a dark power upon his chosen, the main talent being Necromancy.

Elana Goddess of Creation: The goddess of creation is the oldest of gods. She created all the other gods and gave them their tasks in creating Uliar. Her loneliness created Hesele, her rage created Kartan, her fear created Zail, her sorrow Mortina and her hope Suin. Realizing that the gods that manifested from her feelings needed balance, she created The Twins out of her pride. Elana as a godess is worshipped mainly by Wild Elves and Dwarves. Most minor creation and life deities are tied to her. She bestows her followers with the powers of nature and empathy.

Kartan God of Destruction: Kartan is the rage of elements, the unforgiving wind, the raging heat, the crushing waves and the trembling earth. Kartan was made so gods could be unmade. He is the strongest aside from Elana and he personifies the elements. All minor gods and dieties tied to specific elements are tied to him. His followers tend to be violent outcasts or people who's talent for destruction such as warlords and the like. His gift is generally the power of the elements, a raw and powerful talent that takes lifetimes to hone perfectly.

The World of Uliar.
Welcome to the world of Uliar where a mish mash of kingdoms, countries and sultanates riddle its surface from the deserts to the mountains and down to the lush rainforests. Consisting of 5 major continents and one smaller one. Each with at least 60 smaller kingdoms and a greater political power. Furthermore, there are no less than 7 distinct, intelligent races that make out the populace. Aside from them there are numerous more savage and completely untamed races such as orchs, goblins and ogres. 

The Races

Hari(Elves): The Hari are commonly referred to elves. They are actually as fractional as humans but can be divided into three sub races, each with their own distinct culture. 

Luni: Religious and Strong willed. The Luni all share a common worship of the Sun and its light. Their skin is fair and their visages tend to be very pleasant. Long lived to the point their elders have survived 500 years, they have had time to develop and refine their magic. Due to their religious ways they tend to favor holy, healing magic. They have long been feuding with their sisters of the Mahdi-Har. It's a feud so bitter that even The Silver Leaves, known to take in all sorts in the name of comradeship, keep the two seperate.

Common Traits: Fair skin, slightly taller then humans and with pointy ears, frailer built.

Mandi: Sly and Cunning. Mandi-har are a race that pride themselves in being completely ruthless in battle. Worshiping death itself they seek perfection trough death. While to human standards they could be considered evil and while its good to understand that they see it differently. To them all races are imperfect, their own included. To them the only way to perfect them is to wipe everything out and let the gods create anew. This doesn't mean they kill everything on sight, No they are far more ambiguous then that. They may level a village to the ground only to save a single child from starvation the day after. It should be mentioned that the Mandihar society tend to favor a strong matriarch society were the women hold most if not all true power. Not say the men are without rights, Its simply a form of women worship that stems from the belief of Death being a woman. They share a long and bitter feud with the Luni, whom they consider pathetic and weak.

Common Traits: pointy ears, Dark Grey skin, Purple or red eyes, white hair

Wild: Agile and Untamed. Wild elves live in forests and on steppes as nomads. They hold great respect for nature and its animals, being careful not to disturb it if possible. That said they also act as its regulator, many times taking upon themselves to hunt down beasts that they feel have grown to accustomed and dangerous fro civilization. Unlike their fellow elves the Luni and MAndi they do not hold a grudge. In fact, they stay mostly neutral to most things.

Common Traits: Pointed ears, Commonly brown hair and slightly darker skin color.

Human: Versatile and Driven. The human race is the most spread race. They exist all over Uliar and most regents tend to be Humans. The human race is far from united, as a matter of fact there are so many numbers of smaller kingdoms, realms and states that war is a constant reality for most people.

Common Trait: Normal human traits 

Dwarfes. Stubborn and Strong: Dwarves are the oldest civilization known. They have spent thusands of year with mining out the biggest and most treacherous of mountain regions. Stubborn to a fault and with the strength to back it up they have weathered goblin assaults, orc wars and Mandi-Har Raids for millennial. They are great craftsmen when it comes to stone and ore.

Common Trait: Short and stocky, a lot stronger they your ordinary human. Commonly with a beard.

Shadowborne: Misunderstood and Intelligent. The Shadowborne are few in numbers and very secretive. With pale skin, black eyes and ashen grey hair they live in secluded mountain regions in the east. They have an innate ability for dark magic, something that usually earn them scorn from such races as the Luni. They are however, no more evil then you and I.

Common Traits: Black eyes with red irises, pale ski , dark Grey hair

Tindra: Short lived but Lively. Tindras are a mysterious desert dwelling people with short life spans. They are gorgeous beings with skin that that is that shimmers of gold and with fiery red hair. They love dance, music and recreation in every form. Hey are said to be the oldest of all current intelligent races, predating even the elves. It is also said that they once could live longer then any elf, but the goddess of death cut their lifespan down due to the Tindra becoming to cocky and showing signs of hubris. Due to their short lifespans they live very hard and extravagant lives. Their women can only bare Tindra children, despite being with men of other races.

Common Traits: Red hair and irises, Golden skin, tall.

The Continents

Continents:

Ketna: The northernmost and largest of the of the continents hold the most tyrannical of powers; The Legado Empire which has steadily spread south, and are currently clashing with the Dwarven kingdom off Ogr. The Legado Empire compromise about two thirds of Ketna. Their Northers Legions consists mostly of humans and Shadowborne that have joined under a common banner.; The Green Fox.

Ishna: The southern continent of Ishna is the smallest. Reffered to as The great Isles, Ishna consists off two smaller pieces of landmass to big to be considered islands that in turn surrounded by a pattern of smaller islands. It's a lawless place with numerous independent pirate ports and plenty of corrupt city states. It also harbors the only Mandihar ruled land; Haulintar. Haulintar makes a fortune on slavery and smuggled goods and the land has closed it borders other then for trade and outlawed all other races then Mandihar everywhere but in the trading town of Lisnam.

Geli: To east, conjoined with Ketna but separated by Dwarven inhabited mountains is Geli. Region less cold and little more temperate, It's climate is idea for agriculture and its lush valleys and rolling hills are home fore Elves and Dwarves alike. The major powers of Geli is the nation of Loung, a old civilization led by a Equally old Luni-har, Queen Eidwyn. The counter balance to this very old and established powerhouse is the 'The United Kingdoms of Zrea.' A mish mash of smaller kingdoms and states united by a human king by the name of Alfram the Great. While they may have a monarch, the union act more like a Republic. The two kingdoms are both heavily populated with Luni-Har and Dwarves, with humans making out the third biggest demographic. Neither Power is anywhere the size of Legado Empire however but numerous smaller states are involved in alliances and pacts with each state. Making each country a hard nut to crack should the Legado ever brave the Geli mountains.

Kraoo: Positioned below Ketna, across the " Kettle Seas " lies a fairly large continent that enjoys a tropical climate. Known for its semi-active vulcanos and night impenetrable jungles, it lies by the equator. Wildelves are the main inhabitants, impossibly feral but not without reason. They tend to theirselves, following the words of their shamans for guidence. Human and Tindran settlers have a small port that buy furs and other hard to get jungle commodities in exchange for metals from Geli.

Hyllara: Great and mighty steppe stretches across the central expanses of this semi equatorial continent with deserts to the northwest and massive jungles to the south east. The steppes inhabit Nomadic human tribes who have specialized in breeding massive birds of prey and powerful horses. A particular group of violent wild elves stake much the southern jungle as theirs with Dwarven settlers thinking otherwise. A bitter conflict is without a doubt growing there. The many small Sultanates to the west have been locked in a bitter fued with one another. Two great bloodlines have drawn the others into a conflict with no end in sight. And their battles have greatly affected the otherwise peaceful Tindra inhabitants of the desert.

Eleorna: The Home of the Silver Leaves is the second biggest of the continents. It is place of conflict as the Eleorna political scene is a fragile and very thing. The great City state Lussi having a acquired many important trade routes over the years, slowly strangling the economy of nearby countries, growing fat and rich on the monopolization of the gold trade in the region. In turn the Angren Kingdom, a large and powerful war machine presiding over much of northern Eloerna have annexed smaller but wealthy merchant states like Egrelia, the state where the Silver leaves are situated. They are both now coming head to head, with a Lussi army marching to take Egrelia from Angren, as it's the biggest port in all of Eleorna.

Notable Countries

Legado Empire: The biggest of the existing world powers. Situated inn the Northern regions of Ketna, it is spreading like wildfire across the continent, leaving subdued and obedient slave states in it's wake. Known to be ruthless with nobility and politicians but 'fair and lenient' towards the general populace, they have surprising amounts of stability for such a warring empire. Population consists of all races but with Humans and Shadowbornes as the major races, the latter having found a place of great respect with the current Emperor. Has a large standing army and is constantly at war.

Ogr: Large Dwarven kingdom. Currently stalling Legados expansions with all it got. Known for housing brave warriors and brilliant tacticians. Currently their situation looks Grim as Legado has been successful in pushing them back all the way to their capital city. They have however, the single strongest fort known to man, The Ogres Club. A fort that even the legado fear to attack. And as long as Ogre keeps it standing, the Empire find themselves halted.

Haulintar Pirate State. The hub of all major smuggling and pirate operations. Its ruled by Mandi Hars. Its borders are closed and its inhabitants xenophobic to the point any non Mandi is subject to persecution and extreme discrimination. They are however, known to take slaves and their Red Sail Galleys are the horror of the seas.

Zrea: Zrea is the oldest known kingdom. Its royal bloodline extends to the Mad King himself. As the bloodline carry such a horrible history sons are not allowed to inherit the throne in order to never have a Mad King ever again. Due to their history they are have had a suffered from lot of internal as well as external strife. Their population consist mainly of Luni and the Church of Suin have their main seat in their capital. Due to their religious and political influence, Zrea has a lot of regional support from smaller states around it's borders.

Loung: The state of Loung have long warred with its neighbor Zrea until recently. They like Zrea hold a large Luni population. They are known for its powerful sorcerers and have long exerted its power over neighboring countries, making it on par with Zreas reach of influence.

Lussi: The richest state in existent, with every major trading route running trough it. It's city has swollen and expanded past its walls several times over in the past hundred years time, causing the nearby kingdoms to fear for the worse. For Lussi is ambitious, they have a well payed, well equipped army and seemingly endless war coffers.

Angren: A kingdom of considerable military might. The Angren king are hard pressed to fill its warchest and its infrastructure with gold. Thus it wages war and pretty much steamrolls the minor states by its borders into servitude, feeding off their commerce .

Egrelia: Home to the Silver Leaves, one of the most prestigious mercenary guilds in existence. Egrelia is a small but extremely wealthy state which army consist mainly of mercenaries, hedge knights, cutthroats and others looking to get paid. They are currently under the threat of invasion from Lussi. Egrelia is a sovereign state, but tightly knit to Angren since ages.

Welcome to the Silver Leaf Mercenary Guild.

“Welcome to the silver leaf Recruit. We are the finest mercenary guild you'll ever find. The fact that you are standing here is proof that you are the best among your peers. We will groom and train you, make you a warrior, a mage or a rogue that tales will forever immortalize. Well it's either that or you die a slow and grizzly teeth at some random beasts maw. But don't forget, fame gets you money. And money is what this is all about. We're soldiers of fortune after all. We aid anyone who pays us, from Generals that need the finest soldiers to the poor downtrodden villagers who were forsaken by negligent militia. Really, as long as there is a need for us, we'll provide. Granted of course, that they pay.
First Instructor Isabelle G'oir

The Silver Leaves are a legendary mercenary group. And as players you are new recruits within their ranks, You are nowhere powerful or strong enough as its more hardened warriors, but you are capable to hold your own. Your were also selected for varius reasons, as the guild provides a number of services and needs specialists, be it stealthy rogues to brave warriors. The emphasis here lies in working in groups, using teamwork and cunning. Everyone has a weakness, and everyone has their strengths. 

Making a profile:

Archtype: 
Your arch type is where your strengths lies. Agility, Toughness, Strenght, Magic and all that good stuff. This is not to limit you per say, Your attacks and the way you create your character is still up to you, But everyone has a weakness. You may be strong and fast, but you lack any magic. Or maybe your quick and able to summon magic power, but your frail. In short this is so that there can be balance and besides, everyone has a role on the battlefield.

Profile
Username:
Name: First and last. 
Age: no younger then 18
Personality will include:
Archtype: (I.e Summoner, Archer etc etc, Up to you)
Personality:
Training will include:
Weapons: Maximum of two, dual wielding counts as one.
Abilities: 2 spells/Abilities: Ie elemental control: Fire; allows the character to control fire. 
Description will include
Race:
Appearance:
History will include
Background: (where did you grow up, did you lead a happy life, why did you join the guild?) 
Country of Origin: Either from one of the listed major countries or a small state of your own design (if your own, provide brief description of said country.)
Equipment will include
Weapon: Primary and secondary.
Other items, equipment or possessions.

Status: OPEN
---Current Player List---
Dylan - Mozan
Melon - Head Joshua
Bucket - Radan
Hellis - Iano
Grif - Daphne
NeutralNexus - Andras
Noxius - Linwé
Limey - Evalyn

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

BACK AGAIN. Phew.

silver leaves remake.

Yes. Yes it is. The GM has a life, he was away for a week. Now he, as in I, is back. Expect more info VERY soon.