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As Rune Midgard recovers from its recent blow from the rise of the Satan of Morroc, another threat is yet to come into the surface. The guardian of Bifrost, bridge between Midgard and Asgard, began to lose its soul by an unknown magic. For thousands of years, she used up her strength to guard the Bifrost, but that too has started to waver. Out of fear and confusion, she began to recede into slumber, sealed herself deep within the Bifrost, for how long, it’s anyone’s guest.

With the guardian’s absence, it created a massive crack through the bridge connecting Jotunheim and Alfheim, causing the two worlds to be severed. With the bridge gone, a mysterious fog began to descend into the region. Some adventurers dared to enter the fog but met the same fate as the guardian, sealed away in the Bifrost and never to return.

Meanwhile, in the city of Prontera, a new batch of adventurers has emerged. Are they the answer to the impending danger to Rune Midgard? Will they be able to find the culprit behind the guardian’s sudden disappearance? No matter is the case, they will need to forge their way into greatness, and help restore peace.

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Is it too late to join this rp?
OOC: So I tried adding something into the storyline and bended a few bits as well. I'm just gonna lay it out here for interests and see how people will take this.

Base Storyline

There are currently 18 life-sustaining planets in the Universe. The Mogadorians lead their own planet into ruins, drained its resources and left it to die. It was a matter of time when they are forced to move on and take over other planets to sustain their insatiable need for power.

Lorien, one of the closes planet to Mogadore. The Loric were a prosperous race who once, like Mogadore tried to drain away their planet's life but later learned to care for it and in return the planet provided much and more and lead to their tremendous advancements. The Loric developed 'gifts' that seemed to originate from the planet it self. Weather manipulation, invisibility, teleportation, all once considered as fictitious abilities, has come to materialized in almost half of the planet's population. For thousands of years, Lorien has remained peaceful, and its people continue to care for their planet's welfare. And then, the Mogadorians came.

The invasion happened in the most inconvenient of times, the Elders, the Loric forefathers who possessed all gifts has vanished, save but one. Lorien is much smaller than Mogadore, and they were taken unaware. They tried to fight back, but they were overwhelmed, 500 to 1 gifted Loric, it was a massacre. A contingency plan took place to assure the race's survival. Ten Loric children, along with their own Cepan's, teachers or guardians, were shipped off to Earth, the next closes planet, to hide and hone their gifts and someday fight back and take back what was left of their planet.

Lorien is dying. To preserve its remaining energy, the planet seem to have gone hibernation, receding to its very core, waiting for the return of the remaining Loric.

Earth is on a brink of war. Mogadore has set an eye for it, and for years they have come and go, learning the planet's weakness. Earth is several times bigger than Mogadore in planet's size and population. They have an upper hand in sheer size, but Mogadore is much more advance than any technology Earth has. The first obvious strike happened in New Mexico, where a whole town was decimated into ruins to serve as an example to the Mogadorian's power. This is the first Earth has witnessed their main motives. Soon other attacks happened in different parts of the planet, Earth fought back, and some they have won. The resistance still stands to this date.

Xetho is a planet a few light years away from Proxima Centauri, though despite the proximity to Earth, they have remained covert from the planet's detection for Eons. Like Lorien they have learned to care for their planet and in return has been bestowed with rich resources and gifts. They have felt the ripples of the Mogadorian invasion. They've been watching Earth and Lorien and so as Mogadore for a long time, they've been existing far longer than the other planets and would consider themselves one to have contributed to the said planet's advancements. They feel somehow responsible for the this endless bloodbath, and so Xetho tried sending envoys to Mogadore to try and convince them to stop their conquests, but only fell into deaf ears. Thats when they decided to take action and help in whatever ways they can.

The Xethonian envoys will reach Earth in three days time. They will try to find the remaining Loric people on Earth and coordinate with the planet's authorities to help with the ensuing war. How much they can help is yet to be found out.

Cool. I'll post something up later today. Btw, can you tell me a little about the techs here?
Is it too late to join this RP? I'm thinking of making a Liberty technopath or an Erubesco mind controler (with limitations of course).
Steve eyed the piece of paper suspiciously. The afterlife huh? He looked at the other patrons in the Tavern, carelessly drinking the night away. Steve wonders if all of them are dead. He glanced back towards the piece of paper thats supposedly his death certificate. Ahh, what a way to go. Steve thought, unimpressed. He could've at least choose a better way to die, like, say a wooden stake pierced through his heart or something. Steve sighed, just when he thought this day couldnt get any better.

He wonders what the other creatures back home would think of his dead rotting body. No one really liked him there, so they might not really care. He wished his body couldve at least served as food for the worms and flesh eating moth-flies.

Steve took the bog ale from the bartender, and then drank the content in one quick swig. "I suppose this is where you make us play a game, and whatever happens in the game is how you judge us whether we go into the void or be reincarnated, right?"
Uhhhhhh did I jinx anything?
Steve stepped out of his carriage, stretched his sore back and legs for god knows how long they've been in that wretched bouncing box. He eyed at the building standing right in front of him, it looks like a Tavern, music and laugher can be heard from the inside. Steve walked his way in, and was welcomed by warm light and the loud noise coming from all sorts of patron of the Tavern. He shook his head disapprovingly. He made his way to the bar, sat in the farthest stool, and gestured for the bartender, I" dont know what sort you serve here, but any ale will do."

As he waited for his drink, he decided he could use some information, and started asking the bartender things. "So what is this place?" Steve started to ask, "Edge of the World Tavern, I havent heard of it before." he said, reading the sign board right above a wine case in the bar.

Its a little strange, he cant remember how he got here. The last memory he had before waking up in the carriage was that he was walking home from the Screaming Willow, and then anything beyond that is just blank. It gives him a headache by just trying to think of it.
Since most of the characters right now are pirates we could use someone for the Marines. G-5 needs a captain.
Cool. I'm currently wriing up an OOC, so yeah.
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