The world is ending. A cataclysm is raging across the world. Some call it the Last Storm. Others call it the Unleashed Damned. All know that the world will end. Except for one man. He is the LordSage. Collector of knowledge forbidden, wearing armor forged of the tablets upon which all that the Sages have uncovered is carved. And one particular sunless morning, a new tidbit appeared on his left arm. A Sage had found something, and had used his Chalk to send its contents to his Lord. There was a place, known as the Basin of Powers, buried deep within the Mountains of the West, which held magic capable of remaking the world. The cataclysm would not stop, it would eliminate all of mortal blood, but perhaps, the knowledge the Sages had gathered could live on. So, he called forward the BattleSages. Masters of weapon and volume, they were his trusted advisors and bodyguards. Each had built a faction within the Sages, one based around a particular brand of lore, which they thought to be the most important of them all, and the ones that deserved preservation the most. Now, they were given a chance to make sure that which they studied is never forgotten. To emphasize the importance of this mission, the LordSage did something never before recorded. He took apart his Armor of Tablets, and gave a piece to each of his BattleSages. As he saw them off, he answered the one thing on the minds of the Sages, “I will not go, for I know nothing. Yes, I may know everything, but there is not only one thing I know. You, each know one thing, and that one thing is what you think to be best. If they truly are, then the world after ours deserves to know them. Make sure they do.” And with that, you had departed, to become gods.
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Koldun
Started 04/26/17.
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