R U M O R S O F T H E I M P U R E
Semi-Realistic | Lion Based | Literate | Active | Mapped | Plotted
We Are Currently - CLOSED/BUT ACCEPTING APPLICATIONS
There is a whole lot to take in when considering 'Rumors Of The Impure.' We are a plot based Role Play, so you should get well acquainted with the current goings on in the world of Kreosal. We will be updating our 'Plot' thread frequently as matters in our world are expected to fluctuate greatly. You can find the plot post HERE.
The Kingdom Of Old and The World Of New
Your basic introductory to Kreosal and first sightings of The Impure
"After a long era of silence the Deities of Kreosal awake. For their children brought great achievement but also grave sin, they watched their home be torn apart and drenched in blood of prejudice and war, until they would remain silent no longer. With their hearts swollen with rage and sorrow, they began to purge our world. The sky split, bringing forth rains of fire, the seas grew cruel and unforgiving storms threatened Kreosal. The world trembled and broke apart, shattering under their wrath.
Alas, it seemed the Deities were hell bent on the destruction of our entire world, displeased by our actions and relentless with their punishment. Nearly a decade passed before the seas grew tired, and the Deities scavenged the realms of Kreosal in search of their failed children, they we satisfied with their devastation, finding only charred remains and mass graves filling our once lush Kreosal, our kind was absent, and the world finally grew still. They purged the new world of our old sins, albeit, they tore it to pieces, our gods, our protectors, our ancestors had weld war on their own children. In many ways they succeeded, our world is no longer as we remember it. The wrath has left it scorched and in ruins. Tree's blackened and fields bare. Food scarce and our numbers thought to be extinct were barely existent, but we remained.
Those lucky enough to cling to life had abandoned our faith, customs, and emotions fled to a quiet corner of Kreosal and lay dormant until the storms had passed. We carried a great burden, and knew not what the Deities would send forth to when they learned of our survival. We were the Impure.
We learned of the Deities second 'gift' to The New world of Kreosal, twas' a second generation of our kind. Those who would not know the sorrow and loss of war, of the purge and how our kind was slaughtered and clung to life by unspeakable means, a second chance. A race which knew not of our existence, and saw us only as a rumored tale for their children. Our quiet corner brought only pain and panic for fear of the new world and our means of survival had began to dwindle, cannibalism was our last resort before the end of darkness. Finally pushed from our sanctum by the rising tides and the worlds renewal, we were forced to seek refuge in their camps, we repressed old emotions in attempts to remain hidden from the Deities and our past hidden from the New Worlds occupants.
Welcome to The New World of Kreosal"
Still interested in joining? You can find all related details about this role play group in the below posts.
