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The Dapper Mog
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(OOC Thread)
The world has been peaceful for as long as anyone alive can remember. History tells of a time that war ravaged the land, seas, and air alike, the world being torn asunder by the conflicts of man. All four nations had become reduced to little more than quarreling regions that fought to either conquer or survive. The years have passed, as have those who remembered the turmoil the lands suffered. However, the pain from that time has never completely faded, as some wounds can never truly heal. The Fire Nation has become a stalwart ally in the fight to maintain a peace in the world with the other nations, and has maintained a constant vigil to ensure that corruption would never again take root in it's borders.
Tensions run high now and then between the four nations, and now those tensions threaten to hurtle the world back into a period of death and despair. The Earth Kingdom, in times before known as the land of steady defenders who never allowed anything to trample over them, a land of people who strove to remain neutral and simply survive, has become the birthplace of a new generation conflict. Within it's borders, a man has risen to seek a new world order, in the hopes of achieving a peace that could never be broken. It began as simple raids, and over time became cunning strikes on important outposts, then full on militaristic takeovers.
The Earth Kingdom began to stir the other nations by implanting rumors of a war coming, that the Fire Nation intended to follow in the footsteps of it's recent predecessors. While these rumors were initially false, much animosity was still felt towards the Fire Nation, and as such, they were often believed. This friction against the already strained peace agreement was all it took for small conflicts to break out between the nations, primarily the Earth Kingdom and the Fire Nation. It didn't take but a couple years for the fighting to reach deadly proportions.
Now, with the war in full swing, battles rage all across the world, the great nations fighting amongst themselves. Meanwhile, a new threat to the world grows, taking on the form of a new avatar, while simultaneously another is presented. One avatar, the continued line of the avatars of old has appeared in the Fire Nation, and another mysterious avatar has appeared in the Earth Kingdom. It is speculated that this second avatar is simply a hoax, but it is widely believed in the kingdom, and as such, the truth is presently unknown to all but the royalty of the Earth Kingdom.
Within the Fire Nation, a young man enters a small farming community, a village known to have stayed as far away from the war as possible. The village has been able to remain free of the violence, but many of the villagers have already felt the war's affects, having lost family members to the war effort. The man clad in an orange tunic with grey stripped pants and interestingly enough, no shoes, walked slowly under the archway the was the marked border of the village. A short yellow cape blew gently in the breeze over-top a longer orange cape. The man's face was covered by a shade hate, and a black cloth that came up over his face.
A sharp spear twirled in his hand, coming to a stop as the blade stuck into the ground, the man stretching briefly as he took in the sights. The shaft was seemingly made of stone, while the blade itself was made of metal. His head turned slightly as what appeared to be a vegetable stand came into view. He made his way over slowly, bowing his head respectfully to the young woman behind the stand. The woman didn't appear to thrilled about his appearance, and said nothing until he spoke first. "Hello, how much for the potatoes?" He asked respectfully, a medium-pitched voice rang out from under the shade.
The woman smiled nervously and replied in earnest. "O-only two copper pieces each, sir." The man smiled underneath his mask, reaching into a pouch with his right hand, dropping a few onto the stand in front of him. "I'll take two please." He said softly, taking a couple of them and inspecting them before again, bowing. The woman took the copper pieces, placing them in her pocket as the man began to walk off with his purchase. She watched him carefully as he walked away. She was no stranger to unpleasant behavior from people these days. Everyone and their brother seemed to be on edge.
The world has been peaceful for as long as anyone alive can remember. History tells of a time that war ravaged the land, seas, and air alike, the world being torn asunder by the conflicts of man. All four nations had become reduced to little more than quarreling regions that fought to either conquer or survive. The years have passed, as have those who remembered the turmoil the lands suffered. However, the pain from that time has never completely faded, as some wounds can never truly heal. The Fire Nation has become a stalwart ally in the fight to maintain a peace in the world with the other nations, and has maintained a constant vigil to ensure that corruption would never again take root in it's borders.
Tensions run high now and then between the four nations, and now those tensions threaten to hurtle the world back into a period of death and despair. The Earth Kingdom, in times before known as the land of steady defenders who never allowed anything to trample over them, a land of people who strove to remain neutral and simply survive, has become the birthplace of a new generation conflict. Within it's borders, a man has risen to seek a new world order, in the hopes of achieving a peace that could never be broken. It began as simple raids, and over time became cunning strikes on important outposts, then full on militaristic takeovers.
The Earth Kingdom began to stir the other nations by implanting rumors of a war coming, that the Fire Nation intended to follow in the footsteps of it's recent predecessors. While these rumors were initially false, much animosity was still felt towards the Fire Nation, and as such, they were often believed. This friction against the already strained peace agreement was all it took for small conflicts to break out between the nations, primarily the Earth Kingdom and the Fire Nation. It didn't take but a couple years for the fighting to reach deadly proportions.
Now, with the war in full swing, battles rage all across the world, the great nations fighting amongst themselves. Meanwhile, a new threat to the world grows, taking on the form of a new avatar, while simultaneously another is presented. One avatar, the continued line of the avatars of old has appeared in the Fire Nation, and another mysterious avatar has appeared in the Earth Kingdom. It is speculated that this second avatar is simply a hoax, but it is widely believed in the kingdom, and as such, the truth is presently unknown to all but the royalty of the Earth Kingdom.
Within the Fire Nation, a young man enters a small farming community, a village known to have stayed as far away from the war as possible. The village has been able to remain free of the violence, but many of the villagers have already felt the war's affects, having lost family members to the war effort. The man clad in an orange tunic with grey stripped pants and interestingly enough, no shoes, walked slowly under the archway the was the marked border of the village. A short yellow cape blew gently in the breeze over-top a longer orange cape. The man's face was covered by a shade hate, and a black cloth that came up over his face.
A sharp spear twirled in his hand, coming to a stop as the blade stuck into the ground, the man stretching briefly as he took in the sights. The shaft was seemingly made of stone, while the blade itself was made of metal. His head turned slightly as what appeared to be a vegetable stand came into view. He made his way over slowly, bowing his head respectfully to the young woman behind the stand. The woman didn't appear to thrilled about his appearance, and said nothing until he spoke first. "Hello, how much for the potatoes?" He asked respectfully, a medium-pitched voice rang out from under the shade.
The woman smiled nervously and replied in earnest. "O-only two copper pieces each, sir." The man smiled underneath his mask, reaching into a pouch with his right hand, dropping a few onto the stand in front of him. "I'll take two please." He said softly, taking a couple of them and inspecting them before again, bowing. The woman took the copper pieces, placing them in her pocket as the man began to walk off with his purchase. She watched him carefully as he walked away. She was no stranger to unpleasant behavior from people these days. Everyone and their brother seemed to be on edge.