- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- Online Availability
- 00:00 - 24:00
- Writing Levels
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Fantasy, Sci-fi, Magical, Horror, Nation/World
A little RP about some people that were called by the old gods to retake their former place in the world. While the religious order known as the Belief hunts them for being Chanters (users of magic). Down with the New Gods^^
(There are magic, witch-hunts, adventure and gods)
A classical epic fantasy. Magic and opposing factions, former gods seeking old glory.
Would your magic grant you victory, or would it shield from harm, maybe call upon an army of your own.
Or would you be among those that see the magical used for evil and set out to make things right.
The world is old, but it is nonetheless alive.
The Chanters:
The Gods made our world, and us in their image. They gave us power, and we struck them down.
The Chanter-Wars rendered the world beyond the brink.
The old gods gone, the Belief stood against the chanter gods.
They fell into silence, and thus we thought them defeated.
Now they are but myths and legends, the belief hunting any chanters born or trained.
But the old gods will rise again, we are their called and the days of reckoning are approaching.
Let the Chanters sing the world to rest.
(There are magic, witch-hunts, adventure and gods)
A classical epic fantasy. Magic and opposing factions, former gods seeking old glory.
Would your magic grant you victory, or would it shield from harm, maybe call upon an army of your own.
Or would you be among those that see the magical used for evil and set out to make things right.
The world is old, but it is nonetheless alive.
The Chanters:
The Gods made our world, and us in their image. They gave us power, and we struck them down.
The Chanter-Wars rendered the world beyond the brink.
The old gods gone, the Belief stood against the chanter gods.
They fell into silence, and thus we thought them defeated.
Now they are but myths and legends, the belief hunting any chanters born or trained.
But the old gods will rise again, we are their called and the days of reckoning are approaching.
Let the Chanters sing the world to rest.
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