OOC: This thread will be open to anyone who wants to join until I say otherwise! Yet I do have one simple request. This storyline will be centered around the Nasgareth, so please read and review their ways and history herehttp://www.rpgcitadel.com/guild/index.php?topic=1094.0
, before you post!
Oh, all characters are welcome however, not just Nasgareth seeing as I am the only one!
The winds of Harianle blew feircly against the cloak of a lone traveller on its barren surface. It vainly struggled, trying to force even this tiny scrap of life off of its world. Howling with frustration, it whipped his cloathing, hair, and even tried to tear it its very life force, yet all to no avail.
Ferahgo Glishmael paid no attention to the wind as it tore at his Gar'ien. Lost in his own thoughts, he surveyed the lands of his once fruitful homeworld. He had grown up here, yet he hardly even recognized it. The source of his troubles, was also the cause of this desolation on the planet he had once called home.
The sacred fires of the Nasgareth, treasured for centuries, was missing. Staring to his right, he could faintly make out the indention of the earth that had once held the source of his people's power. Now it lay abandoned where one it had held the largest gathering of his people ever.
He had sent out his summons, to the greatest warriors and trackers of the galaxie, to help him search for the flames. The road ahead would be full of dificult times he was sure, for no ordinary power could possibly have taken the sacred flames. He had to find them before they went out, or else his people would cease to exist. Mentally he urged everyone who would answer his call to hurry up. The quest must begin soon.