Interactive story / History - Endless Ages

**Armaggeddon** · 11-06-2007, 03:04 AM

A few got to experiance my interactive (Role Play) event designed to establish game history with player input.

The concept was to creat documented history for EA through the deeds and actions of its players with the use of events.

I started this shortly after i joined the GM team back in gold. I will hunt down some of the actual storys created from this but for thoes who may rember it was based around a char I created named DJIN. I started her out with small events and games designed to play the population of EA against eachother to insight chaos. By doing this she was also testing the greed of the world. She would offer rewards to see how far players would go to get it.

One of her first and greatest of these tests was the clan war. DJIN aproched Clan leaders and offered a castle for their clan as a reward to go to BM and destroy everything there. Assuming she ment creatures they gathered their guilds and went to the pre designated areas DJIN told them she would meet at... sending one clan to the tower of BM island and the other to the RIG. When it was time she messaged both clan leaders and told them to head to the Black Market and destroy everything ... Needless to say both clans meet up in the center at black market and DJIN laughed stating again YOU must kill EVERYTHING to win the castle.

Im sure some of you know what happened next. This was only one of the many events she did to create chaos. I wouldnt mind creating a new interactive game history.

I then picked a player who showed an aptitude for Role Play and began developing this into a story. Part of this story was with DJIN crashing the wedding in BT ..

I actualy created a quest chain that never got used.

ill search my old Hard drive and dig up all the old stuff and post it.

**Armaggeddon** · 11-06-2007, 04:48 AM

I found some of the stories ....

I came across a very gifted player who is good at Role playing as well as writing stories so I took advantage of the situation and started to Role play with him adding him into the DJIN saga.

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BALANCE OF GOOD AND EVIL

BY: AV ARMAGGEDDON

The creation of life itself can’t be comprehended by the living. But one thing that can be understood is the fragile balance of good and evil. One can not exist without the other. In the early ages of the world of IIA, history was passed down from one to another. Not much can be found in writing. But through like everything you should never discount a story or tail as fiction because everything holds some truth within.

In the beginning there was an imbalance of power and energy. And life itself was in a chaotic spiral to extinction. There existed no true leadership or guidance. Life itself was in essence a struggle for survival. The ancient creators of IIA knew they needed to find some kind of force to bring balance to the lands and its inhabitance.

A shadow materialized in the sky above the world. All life could feel its presence looming overhead. There was no doubt this creatures power could have destroyed everything if it wished. But that was not its purpose, or its intentions.

“I am to bring balance to this misguided world….. This is my charge… This is what I shall do.”

The ancient ones had given this being total power to do anything and everything to maintain a balance but in doing so did not for see even the slightest possibility of loosing control of there greatest creation. They were too proud to notice there mistake.

The godly creature roamed free under the guidance and influence of the Ancients for centuries passing there divine influence to every living thing on the planet. He corrupted several humans and influenced them to take up arms and fight wars to grow in strength. Others were granted wisdom and knowledge to govern and lead the three races of IIA. A Bloblic named Ataeus was one such being given power and knowledge to lead his noble race upon this land, another named Darous of the humans was granted much the same, organizing mankind to come together and build a nation with its capital known as Trendor. The final one to be granted this gift was an amphibious named Strife. Soon a balance began to take form and all life began to prosper.

As time drifted through the ages many of the world’s inhabitance began to gain an arrogance about them. With some this arrogance would turn to obsession. An obsession for control and power. Many of which quested to face this godly creature created by the Ancients in an attempt to cut him down and take his place as a god. Others who believed this creature was a god himself and came to worship him. Giving this creature a name to worship the High Priests of Cron began to call him Datro…..

This development was beginning to cause the Ancients great concern. They set out to govern life …. Not create a god. They knew something had to be done. One thing the Ancients never placed into there careful equation was the soul. The soul can never truly be controlled. The soul will do as it wishes. … The soul of Datro was free to do as it wished. With the completion of his charge Datro began to spend his time studying his power to fully understand his true potential. Power alone was not the creature’s goal…. His true desire was in the power, the power to create. Datros thirst to create life itself began to take control. His own obsession and his many failures consumed him with hatred and contempt for his own creators.

Datro departed his Catacombs to cool off with a dip in the Dark Sea. Gliding along the crystal cool water the creature dipped his body forward and plunged under its surface. Datro cut through the water with the ease of a Trine, deeper and deeper he went until he reached the bottom. With his powerful hind legs the beast launched himself upward as fast as he could go.

“Are you sure this is where the Dark Eyembra spawns?”
“Of course I’m sure, I have seen it myself”

Damian and Carian were camping a creature called the Dark Eyembra in hopes of obtaining a rare gem they both needed for the creation of a powerful weapon called a Net Launcher.

“How powerful is this Dark Eye thing anyway?” asked Carian.
“Don’t worry I wont let it hurt you.” Damian’s vow was short lived as the clear smooth waters in front of them began to ripple. “O.o there see the water that must be it” Damians face began to light up with anticipation. Just as both were preparing for there awaited confrontation the water erupted like a confused waterfall both Damian and Carian were sent sprawling backwards in the wake as a massive black form emerged from under the water. The creature came to a complete stall in mid air as it extended its huge wings. Catching the air under there power the wings began to suspend Datro above the two stunned hunters.

Damian made a futile attempt to place himself between the beast and Carian but his efforts were useless. Datro could feel there fear like the sweet scent of a rose. This feeling Datro loved, it filed him with power and reminded him of his superiority over this world. Datro let the power flow through his veins. Consumed with its ecstasy a beam of pure energy extended outward like a bolt striking Damian in the chest. Its full force sending his body flailing into Carian. Datro swooped down to survey his handy work, still engulfed in the power he now controlled, Datro looked upon the man and noticed a second figure unconscious bobbing in the water behind him. The power began to ebb from his veins as he examined this human. She had an innocent charm about her. Datro felt a small hint of attraction to this human. Without thinking another thought he reached down into the water and scooped the woman up into his huge arms and left the charred remains of Damian to the Dark Eyembra.

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Carian awoke in pure darkness. All her senses she possessed were working overtime to try and make out her surroundings. The only sense that could gain any knowledge of this place was her sense of smell. The room had a rancid pungent odder of rotting corpses. The last thing she remembered was the hunt, and a huge shadow looming overhead. Just as panic was beginning to take over Carian was startled by the warm touch of a hand on her cheek.

“Be calm you are safe here” A familiar voice soothed.
“Damian….. Is that you?” her voice was edgy and unsure.
“Yes my love, yes it’s me.” Carian slumped back to the cold stone floor with a feeling of security. Damian was always looking out for her. He is always willing to help her with her quests or comfort her. She knew he loved her but he would never admit it.
“Was that thing the Dark Eyembra?” The question was not really asked in search of an answer but rather a means to fight back the cold quiet stillness of this place. Her next question was more authentic “Where are we?”
“I don’t know” was Damians only reply. “Give me a sec, I’ll light up the room” Damian reached into his pouch that hung from his belt and pulled out some Ash and a small bundle of Blood grass. Damian balled the components together in his hands muttered a short incantation as he tossed the ball into the sky. The room lit up instantly. The spell of greater light illuminated the chamber revealing its large rotund size. There were columns circling the chamber. Damian walked over to one of the columns and extracted a torch. After using some more magic to ignite the torch Damian walked back over to Carian. “I can’t see any way out of here, I think we are stuck for now.” Carian surveyed the room that previously eluded her senses. She could see this place had no keeper, dust and cobwebs were evident everywhere. The room looked like some sort of sacred chamber belonging to that of a temple. A temple unlike she had ever seen. The smell she defined when she first gained consciousness was in fact what she had feared. Deformed bodies of creatures lay rotting against the walls around the room.
Carian looked up into Damians Eyes searching for comfort “Don’t leave me Damian….please” her voice gave off a hint of weakness. Datro, disguised as Damian, knew she was helpless. “No I will never leave you”

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Ever sense DJIN’s appearance upon IIA I have been researching for any story to help understand her beginnings and found this story of great interest. It seems to me that her taking the form of a woman named Carian has a meaning Carian must have been her mother.

**Armaggeddon** · 11-06-2007, 04:49 AM

Djins Past

By: AV Armaggeddon

In the beginning there existed a world inhabited by three different races. These races were spread to different corners of the world until their homes of old were taken forcing them to all come together in a new home known as Rapport Boom Town. These races; Human, Bloblic, and Amphibious, continued on with there lives not knowing the real danger that would face them in the near future.

Long before IIA was inhabited, there was another realm parallel to this one: A realm of untold mystery, filled with great evil spawned of a powerful creature, known as Datro. This realm lost to all but known by one would once again be open. Long ago when the races of IIA were created there was one who wanted to control all and rule with an iron fist. It was she who plotted against the leaders of the races to this end.

In the end her plans were destroyed by only one man. Her love for King Darius was turned into jealousy when he tossed her aside for an Amazonian woman. In her rage she promised revenge on both of them and vowed to rule over all.

Her father Datro granted her command of his armies to help her realize her goal. She waged a campaign against the lands destroying anyone in her way. Djin and her force stood outside the grand city Trendor at the eve of supreme victory calling out the great King to face her one on one. Standing on the bridge she screamed to the one she loved. ???Face me great King??? she spat. ???I would have given you everything... power, money, supreme rulership of all the lands. But you... You turned your back to me for that Amazonian.??? Djin continued ???What can she give you that I can???t????

Darius emerged from the entrance to the city standing on the opposite side of the bridge. ???This must end here Demon-spawn; I have never loved you and never will??? your heart is as black as your deeds.??? Darius slid his sword from its scabbard. ???I will fight you and destroy your insane campaign to rule.??? At the last word from Darius, both Djin and the King ran at each other meeting in the center of the bridge like two knights jousting. Swords rang out in the early morning dawn as both locked in combat fought for what seemed to be hours. Neither letting up nor showing any sign of weakness.

Djin backed off slightly and Darius saw the slight mistake and took advantage of it. Bringing his sword and lunging at his enemy, Darius went for a lunge to the heart. Djin trying to parry knocked the charging blade just in time for Darius to miss her heart but pierced her right shoulder instead. The blade rendered her arm immobile and her sword fell to the cold stone at her feet. Raising his sword to Djins throat, Darius, poised to end her life, stood still. Both did not move. They stood there like statues neither moving a single muscle. Djins eyes were fixed on the victor; her anger was boiling in her gaze. Darius could see the flame searing in the dark depths of her pupils. She knew she had lost.

Djin began to laugh ???Muhaaaa haaaaa haaaa??? and she began to smile ???you may have won this little fight my love but you will never be able to defeat me. Kill this body and I shall find another willing to be my host??? Muhaaaaa haaaaaa haaaaa.??? Darius stood there looking at Djin in her defiance. Then he noticed an inhuman gleam emanating from an onyx hung around her neck. Darius swiftly flicked his sword and cut an ornate necklace. As the necklace began to fall to the ground it exploded into a million bright shards of light quickly dissipating. Djin surprised at this action screamed out in defiance ???Noooo??? you can???t know about that, how ??? how can you... know?????? Before Djin could finish crying out her entire body lit up like a sun bathed in pure light. As the light dissipated, her body was cold and lifeless on the stone bridge. With the destruction of the necklace the dark army of Datro was no longer under the control of Djin. The army faded away to nothing. Djin had been stopped. Darius knew he had won but he had the feeling Djin was not dead. As he turned to return to his city he heard a faint laugh on the cool morning breeze ???muhaaaaa haaaaaa haaaa.???

Legends say Djin has been banished to a separate realm for her failure by her own father never to return to Iia. When, not to long after this failure, Datro himself would be banished to a prison to never see the light of day again.
But it seams Djin has found a way to return to this realm. Her past was not known to us and we never knew who she really was until she revealed her true nature during the wedding of oogie and Nexor. After hearing her intentions and her lineage, I have researched the past in every text and every document I could find. This story about Djin and Darius was sealed magically by Darius himself and kept in a sacred vault never to be seen by anyone. But since Djins appearance in IIA, Darius came to me and handed me this scroll.
I have a bad feeling about this Djin??? She is true evil and very cunning. She is exceptionally good at manipulating people to do her bidding. Everything she does she does for a reason. She wishes to cause confusion, death, and destruction. She instills mistrust among people. And offers them anything to get what she wants. Her true goal is most likely the same to control and rule over all. I wouldn???t put it past her to seek revenge on Darius.

I will maintain my research and try and give as much info as I can.

**Armaggeddon** · 11-06-2007, 04:50 AM

The Darkness of Many Worlds
By: Majin Roe

My time here, in Iia, has been brief at this point. Although i know that i will be here for many more years, if not forever, i have decided to record my travels and experiences. The proper way to begin, of course, is at the begining.

My memories of my life before Iia are few and come only in my dreams. Of those dreams that i can remember, i have gathered that i was a warrior, a Knight, in the service of a powerful lord in a land where guns did not exist. I know this because the sword came to me as a fish to swimming, but the gun was as a fish to flying. But in the world whence i came from i served as a knight fighting off invasions of demon-like creatures... I am disturbed to see that a few of the creatures in this world are those i fought in my previous life... But that not withstanding, i rember my frist death came not at the hands of my foes but that of my lord, when i refused to participate in genocide. A village on the edge of the demon lands was to be "Cleased" of the dark powers that were all around it. It others words it was to be wiped off the map, and i was sent to execute this morbid order. When i arrived, i was astonished to find the village in no way affected by the demons. Their priests had placed powerful wards that held the demons at bay. I knew at this point that this village could not be harmed. I ordered my men to return to the capital. When we arrived i presented my findings to my lord, who took my return as a act of treason.
He ordered my death with no sign of remorse. With that his most loyal retainers pounced on me, intent on my death.

After his retainers fell to my sword, the source of his might became painfully clear to me. As i strode to lay an attack on my former lord, i froze. I had no control of my body, only my eyes and mouth could i move. A spell of holding. He laughed in a tone that i did not know that a human could utter. He began to explain that the only reason that the kingdom was still standing was that he sturck a deal with the leader of the demons, a foul beast named Datrous. As the horror of what he was saying came to me, he concluded that to save the kingdom all humans outside of it must die. With that said he drew a knife or the darkest steel and thurst it into my heart. He told me that my death would be a sacrafice to the foul beast. and i would be reborn as a demon in his service. His foul laugh faded as the darkness of death took me.

After the darkness took me i felt pain beyond all that i had ever knew. I heard a voice in a tone that could only have been the divine:

"You are not to be Datrous' warrior this day..... Live and continue your battle..."

I awoke on Iia after an enerity of pain and torment. My frist days on this strange world are a blur to me. I rember sitting on a hill outside of Rapport Boom Town, cursing my existance, i had a new lord in the form of Darius. While i tried to make sense of all that i had seen, a creature twice the size of a man, one of the Blobic that i had seen in town, approached me.

"I R Blob." He said pointing to his chest.

"I am know as Majin Roe, how can i help you?" I was annoyed my his distrubance of my thoughts but he was much bigger than I.

"I R leader of clan...." He scratched his head figuring out what he wanted to say, "...SSJ! You look strong! You join? Yes, will you join SSJ?"

Although his words were not the clearest i heard a genuine kindness in them.

"Yes Blob I will Join SSJ."

"NOOOOO!" His shout took me by suprise, did I misundersand him? Am i about to get attack by a foe that i have no chance of beating? I reached for my sword to find i lacked one...

"Name is IR Blob! IR Blob!"

"I am sorry... IR Blob, I will join SSJ."

The smile i saw on his face was a welcome sight. He aided me, teaching me the art of the gun as well as the how to center my spirt on a place so if i were to die i would be reborn at that place. The next few days were a blur of training, either with IR or other SSJ members. A man named Wizard and a Aphibious name Maliyett aided IR in teaching me how to fight and on the nature of this world that i now inhabit.

After weeks of training i begain to explore Iia on my own and have meet many interestion people, of all races. Of them I have found that most of Iia's residents are in clans and only out to protect their own interests. I have met a frog name Insanity that seems to want to kill me at every turn. But i have met many people that I am honored to know. Among them is a human female named Denara, a warrior in the service of clan Obscura. She has rendered much in the way of aid and i have in return tried to aid her any way possible. She has shown great wisdom in the ways of this world, her help has been invaluable to my advancement, and to my survival.

I know that this world is not the one that i have come from but i know that i must make as many allies as i can. I sense that a time of drakness is coming i have heard of a beast named Datro that sounds in too many ways like the Datrous that plauged my world. The fact that some of the monsters that i have fought in this world look and fight like the demons from my world, has not gone unnotice by me. I know not how to prepare for the coming battles but i will not let this world fall to the darkness. There is no option in this matter, Iia is my home now and i will not allow the darkness to fall over this land.

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I have had my frist real battle with the darkness that is covering Iia. I was at attendace at the wedding of Oogie and Nextur, two noble warriors in the service of clan S|R. The ceromony was interupted by the daughter of Datro, Djin, who brought for the minions of her father in an attempt to destory all in attendace. SSJ and the warriors of the other clans, as well as the clanless, Fought a noble and rightous fight to defeat the dark demons that appeared.

The demons that appeared where the ones i fought in my past life! As the battle raged I reeled in the fact that I was fighting foes that i had knowin the past, when HE appeared. The foul wave of evil i felt at his arrival was all i needed to know who it was.... Datro is his name in this world. There is no doubt in my mind that he is the one known in my old life as Datrous, the Demon King. With the rage of a million angry shockions i attacked. All of the warriors attack with equal fevor... To defeat the Foul beast that should have stayed in the abyss from which he came.

The forces of good won this battle, but i sense it was too easy....

The War Has Just Begun....

And I will not stop untill I have defeated the darkness in my new home once and for all.

**Armaggeddon** · 11-06-2007, 04:51 AM

Lineage of Darkness
By: Majin Roe

As I sit here, on the roof of my simple cabin, looking over the lands near four falls, my mind reels with the events of the past few months. I have crossed Iia many time now and grown stronger and more powerful with each victory. But before I can begin the tales of my life in Iia, I must reveal the truth about my former life. This may be the only chance I get to let the truth shine???

As I have said before my lord and king was my killer, but that which I didn???t mention before was the fact that I was not only a royal knight in his service, but his son as well. In total truth I am??? No was Prince Roe the 8th, heir to the throne. I was ashamed of the fact that it was my own father that murdered me, thus sending me here, that I told only my closest friends. But events have transpired that demand that the truth be known.

Until recently I had been content with traveling Iia learning and gaining power. I have helped a family reunite, proved that the lesser forces of darkness are not near powerful enough to threaten Iia, and aided in the defeat of Cain. I thought that I had faced pure evil in Cain, I was wrong. I thought I had seen pure cruelty in the forces of the Sarins, I was mistaken. I now know that those traits are only possessed by one woman. The same woman who has become a threat to all of Iia, most of which do not know what is coming. So I tell this tale in the hope that the forces of light may prepare.

It began with a simple meeting, I was in the underworld town of fire, and I ran into a woman by the name of Niamy.

???Hey you???re the writer, are you not???? was her first question.

???Indeed I am??????

With that we began to discuss my story and my life on Iia. After some time we parted ways. I went to my house and she went her own way. A day or so later, I received a message from her via a private messenger, informing me that she ran into a CariaN was looking for me. I thought nothing of it. That was until I ran into her.

I was returning the Runes from the brothers Brike and Slate, and there she was, CariaN. I was at first stuned and awed, this warrior while like a goddess in looks, was out of place. She wore armor like any other warrior in Iia, but it was low grade. It didn't fit in with where we where. Opon her wrist she bore a crest, one given to low ranking warriors, something else out of place. My head began to ache, something that had been happening since the wedding whenever deamons were near. Mostly it was mild and easily ignored, but now it was like a knife in both my heart and skull.

"I finally meet the Bard." Her voice had the edge of power, like a king to his retainers.

"How can I help you?" I asked, trying to hide any clue of my discomfort.

"Your story, while well writen, had a major error." Her reply was full of bitterness.

"What would that be?" Between the pain that race though my body, and her insult opon my work, I was a bit preturbed.

"MY FATHER IS NOT THE BIGGEST THREAT TO IIA, I AM!"

At that point she reveled her true identity, Djin. The Dark Daughter of Datro. As she changed her armor fell off of her and she stood before me wearing nothing but a black dress, with gloves and boots to match. And her eyes, glowing as if they had thier own little suns within them, drew me to belive that she was who she claimed. She began to explain that she was returning to Iia and that none would survive. She assured me that Datro was, in fact her prisoner. With her declearation made, she left. as she disappered I fell to the ground in pain, which faded soon after.

As I let this new development sink in, I sought out some of the wisest of Iia's residents. And I found all that was know about Djin, which was not very much. With the little information that I had, I began to seek her out, trying to find out what her game was. Why reveal herself to me? My search found me in Club Karma, where without letting me see her she drew me deeper into the game which she had started...

"Bard, I like you, therefore I will play a game with you. Answer my riddle and I shall tell you what you need to know." Her voice sounded familar, but from where? Again the pain, what was going on?

"What is the source of ultimate POWER?"

With that she faded away, or at least the pain did. and I went to consult my allies for a meaning to all that had happened. I had a sense that there was something that I was missing. After speaking with my closest and most trusted friends, I had both the answer to her riddle and an idea of why I had been choosen. From my research I was guess i was her target because I was a prince, but I had placed her voice... It was the same as the one I heard after my first death....

But what did this all mean? My Father had been obviously turned to the darkness, but by who? One person suggested it could have been Djin herself, in one of her many guises. But I never knew my fathers mistress, she always stayed in a private cottage outside of the castle. To tell the truth I did not care to know who shared my fathers bed, my mother had died in labor with me.

Armed with this knowledge I prepared for her next apearance, which came not two days later. I was in Four Falls at the time, working on my arena skills, when a woman appeared. While I do not claim to know everyone who inhabits Iia, her name seemed out of place. As before this woman had armor and a crest unbefitting with the surrondings. Her eyes, I knew those eyes, orbs of pure light. And once more she looked like a godess. After some small talk, she asked to see my house, I knew that this was not right. The pain returned, this was all I needed to know. After I lead her to my house we began to talk again.

"This is such a humble home for an ex-prince" Her last statement in her assumed form. With that she reformed into Djin.

The pain was horrible at the sight of her ture form, it took all of my will to speak.

"Djin! I knew you would be back. I have your answer, Heart is where all power flows, for good or ill." As I delivered these words, I was filled with a sudden dread.

"Very good, now I shall answer your questions, mortal." Like a cat with a mouse she was toying with me.

"My father..."

"I was the best thing to happen to your father, his power was untouchable, he ruled lands that we beyond any of your ancestors grasp." A sound of glee could be heard in her voice.

"LIAR! He was a good and pieous man." I wanted to slay her, but i had to know what her game was...

"Muhahahaa, I was corupting your father before you were born." No! That couldn't be true. What about my mother? I had heard enough, she had to die, now.

But with all of my strength, I couldn't draw a weapon, nor could I move from where I was sitting the pain became like fire in my very soul.

"Argg my head...."

"You begin to understand... My son..."

WHAT? No that isn't possible. But the fire in my body subsided as I began to understand, it was replaced by a rush of knowledge, memories. My father had never touched, or even weilded our families ansceral sword, The blade of Roe. A gift from the gods to Roe the 1st. I recived it when I became a knight. The pain I felt was the essence of darkness, the blood of a Deamon, HER blood.

"I had your fathers soul long before I ever gave birth to you, son" I could not deny it, but I was at a loss for words, almost.

"But... If I am your son why kill me?"

"You were in my way." the tone she had was one of lament.

"It was your voice I heard wasn't it? You are the one who sent me here?"

"I couldn't let my Father have your soul, my son. I still care for you."

"What do you want then... Mother" As I uttered the word the fire in my soul faded to nothing.

"I want to destory all life, you can either fight me or... Rule at my side, mother and son."

"I cannot let you do this, but... I can't kill you mother" Even the thought of harming her caused the fire to explode back in all its fury.

"You must if you want to save this little world. You shall see me again son, soon" I was powerless to do anything.

With that she faded, a cackle of dark laughter ringing in the air.

I have spoken with the wisest of the wise and the only reason I that I come to for all of this is simple... She is immortal, but one of her own blood could end that long line of years. She had said that she once cared for the world much as I do, but she grew cold as she watched all that she loved grow old and die. I belive that she wants rest, and I am the only one that can give it to her. But I don't know if I can do it...

My blood, royal on both sides, light and dark, are in battle with the other. To save what I have come to love I must destory my own Mother. Or I can join the dark half of my blood and destory all that I love for ultimate power, either way I must stain my blade.

My choice, as if there was one to make, will be to stand before Djin herself and do what no man, not even Darious, has done. I must fight the forces of darkness, even if their defeat means my own etrenal death. I must not lose. The calling of my blood, the darkness that flows though my viens is strong, but so is the honor of the blood of Roe. It was said that Roe the 1st slayed one hundred deamons in a day, and on that day the kingdom of Monrovia was born. If that strength is in my blood, then one more deamon will fall for Monrovia... No for Iia.

One thought runs though my mind as I sit here, if I survive, will I grow old? Or will I live and come to hate all that I love?

Acerbic · 11-06-2007, 03:32 PM

This is the "RPG" part of Endless Ages that was forever neglected. Arma has always been one of the few who could do it right. I've never been all the into RPG stuff but I can easily see how others can get immersed in it with the way it's done here.

Was EA's demise maybe due to the failure to attract true RPGers?

**oogie** · 11-06-2007, 04:00 PM

... and you're welcome for the original edits

Acerbic · 11-06-2007, 04:05 PM

Oh my, how rude of me. I have no clue what the heck you're talkin about oogie, but I'm sure it's something important I missed due to my love of the spirits

Much love and respect, my dear

**Armaggeddon** · 11-06-2007, 04:31 PM

not at all Oogie helped eddit the stories for me .. spelling punctuation etc.

thx

Acerbic · 11-06-2007, 06:54 PM

Ahhh ok, no wonder I'm enjoying it so much.

Majin_Roe · 11-06-2007, 11:45 PM

OMFG thank you guys i have been hoping that they'ed be re-posted!

Choobinator · 11-07-2007, 12:11 AM

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Originally Posted by Acerbic

This is the "RPG" part of Endless Ages that was forever neglected. Arma has always been one of the few who could do it right. I've never been all the into RPG stuff but I can easily see how others can get immersed in it with the way it's done here.

Was EA's demise maybe due to the failure to attract true RPGers?

Corruption, inadequate advertising, and trying to make the game something it wasn't, maybe. This game was and is for PvP, even the PvE isn't a cakewalk. DnD kids prefer the security of pen and pencil board games, and games like WoW.

But yeah, let's get some true RPGers in here, spice up the place and give us more things to shoot at. Love it.

**oogie** · 11-07-2007, 10:27 AM

arm-- I was teasing you.

ace- lol

Majin- ya I agree

Choob- don't get me started......

Duck Jibes · 11-07-2007, 01:27 PM

Pretty nice, i've only ever seen glimpses on the EA storyline before.

**Armaggeddon** · 02-16-2008, 06:49 AM

Bump .... Enjoy

Brute · 02-16-2008, 08:06 AM

Wow I just read all of that.. Arma have you ever considered writing a book?=P

**Jason Lee** · 02-16-2008, 08:24 AM

I'd pay if he wrote "Endless Ages - The Beginning" book