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It was on one fateful night, that the balance shifted, and would be forever changed. The magic was rent in two, finding solace and peace within the two most incomprehensible creatures. They were entire opposites, these two new powers. The first, who carries the magic of fire, lightning, earth and the very essence of light itself, was being born at the time of the upheaval, and with her first gasp of air the magic infused itself within her. Her young eyes, so innocent and beautiful were filled with pain. Crystalline tears that turned to fire dribbled from those wide, gold eyes, spattering the earth before her tiny cloven hooves. Her parents, the leaders of the light-bearers were in stunned silence as light burst around their new daughter, still covered with blood from her birth. There had never been anything like this before to all of their knowledge, and in truth, there never would be again.

Save for one.

At the exact moment of the light child’s birth, there too was a storm brewing over Orodenth. Black clouds roiled across the sky, and rain fell in sheets from the sky, freezing everything in its path except for the lake and river of molten lava. Smoke and steam hissed off of their surfaces, effectively cloaking the valley in darkness, cut only occasionally by a snap of lightning and a deep rumble of thunder. A young son stalked through the darkness, relishing in the power of his father’s will. Dominance and manipulation had turned his young heart cold, turning it to stone. And it is because of this, that he is also chosen. The young stallion fell to his knees as the power hit him, his long ebony horn brushing the earth as he lay in pain, dark eyes rolling as the darker magic forced its way into his body. The power of ice, water, air and the veil of darkness descended upon him, stroking cold fingers across his heart as it claimed his soul. He chokes in fear as the magic progresses in its transformation of his body, but when it is complete, he is not afraid. He is powerful.

Join us now, as the world known as Morastrum is thrown into a new age. Elennar, the child of love and goodness has taken up the throne of Tumbegalad and Kivatalvinen has taken over the sceptar of Orodenth. Both are bent on controlling Morastrum for their own purposes, but where do you lie? Will you be good? Or will you be evil?

Or perhaps, something else entirely?

an intermediate-advanced fantasy rpg

M O R A S T R U M

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