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Illuvei Tarhan. The word is legend among the elves. It is their home. Their earth. The only place they have ever known. Until now. A lethal bacteria has been set free in their midst, it's source, unknown. It kills thousands a day, no one is safe, no is secure. They continue living in dread that they will be the next to fall prey to this deadly disease, until one day, the Council devises a plan. The members of the Council conjure a portal, but they do not have time to program in coordinates. Few are living, but all readily go.

They come to a land not much better than their own. Roheir, a human with a mind only for his own good, has many under bondage. The slaves serve only one purpose, to build his castle, then to die. Sweat mingles with blood. A motley group of humans, elves, and fairies struggle to put an end to his tyrancy, but they must first learn to trust each other. The elves quickly gather that this place is called Significance, and they see the cause of the rebels. They join them, but is it too late? Is it all for nothing? Will they be vanquished without as much as a second thought? Who will die? Who will live? Who will conquer? This is your fate, young traveler, will you accept it?


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karklag.

A towering building, yet incomplete, looms over the land. Roheir's castle, slaves labor from dawn to dusk, late into the night, when there is enough light. It will be finished in a year are so, depending on weather and if the slaves last that long.

1 1 Jul 13 2008, 01:04 AM
In: Last PostThe Shadow of Death
By: Athul Rorondum
shady pines.

Behind Karklag, a forest, never having been fully explored, lies in wait for you. Some have gone in, and never returned. Some have gone in, and returned, but raving mad. It is your choice, to go, or not to...
It's now been discovered that the trees are populated by the tree spirits: Draiads. They bind your feet with roots, and keep you there, as they don't get much company, but love people. If they tire of you, though, you may be done away with.

2 16 Jun 6 2008, 04:15 PM
In: Last PostLooking for work
By: dar'Inder
quarry.

There is a loud sound of cracking and crumbling as you approach a large pit, known to all as simply, the Quarry. Slaves toil here, bringing great masses of stone to finish the great castle Karklag. Some die; some live. Who knows who will be next?

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slave compound.

They eat here, sleep here, die here. The slaves' "home" is not a pretty place. Guards are posted at six feet intervals, armed with crossbows and swords. Rescue missions are on occasion, but now it proves to be a little risky. The best way would probably be to drug their drinks.

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