Legends ofAmarna

Warning! The anathema is here.

The doctrine that poisoned the souls of many, that wrought blood against blood, life against life. Aspasia has not been the same, nor will it ever be. As history fades into legend, and legend into myth, so too are the whispers of peace that had once brought each of the races together in harmony. As such a time faded into history, so does the chaos grow - the resentment that breeds loathing - that brings about war.

With the world pitted against each other, each race, equines, canines, and felines taking sides, the question is, which side will you choose?

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Reserved Strange Pathways, East Winds

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Orange feathered head raised high, the stallion made his way through the forest when he ran across a strange looking entrance way. Not only did the entrance way look strange, an old stone doorway with a runic text, but it was hanging out in the middle of nowhere with no context what-so-ever. It was just there. Plop dab in the middle of nothing. No other ruins around it, no instructions... at least not in any language he knew, and no context. Shaking his head he puzzled over the strange architecture before wondering what was on the other side.

Growing up in a tribe, he heard legend of magics all over the world, of multiple universes, of lands and creatures that would dazzle the eye. It was something he only halfway believed. Even if he was the curious sort, he was a skeptic. How could such things exist? It made no logical sense. He would take a girl and a drink any day over some mysterious legend that some of the mystics and shamans liked to chase after. Such things were interesting, yet still boring enough that he would occupy himself with more "meaningful" endeavors. Like women. Giving a snort, he tossed his head and brought his mind back to this strange dilemma at hand. The doorway.

Trotting around it, keeping his eyes on it all the way around, they bugged open when he realized that one side was emanating a mysterious blue fog. It was so strange, and his curiousness got the best of him. Pausing before the strange entrance way, he slowly walked up to it and stuck his feathered head ever so slowly into the fog. It was cold on his skin like mist, and his skin shivered as it passed through.

Oh my God! Whereas, before he had been in a forest, full of trees and songbirds, a lush moor with a salty breeze surrounded him... that was... until his withers which seemed to be suspended in the strange mist. He could still feel the foresty sensation in his body, but what he was seeing and hearing was a whole other world that was strange to him. He almost jumped back, but curiosity got the best of him. He had to be dreaming. Stepping the rest of the way through the portal, he felt the shiver crawl over his skin as it met the mysterious mist, and fade again as the rest of his body followed him out on the moor. This was just too weird. Stopping, he turned around and began examining this side of the door. It was exactly as the one... in the forest had been... at least as far as he could tell. Finally mumbling to himself, he looked around and spoke. "This is some weird shit."

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Strange Pathways, East Winds - by Zephyr - 05-24-2019, 2:15am
RE: Strange Pathways, East Winds - by Mystique - 05-31-2019, 6:00pm
RE: Strange Pathways, East Winds - by Zephyr - 06-16-2019, 2:50am
RE: Strange Pathways, East Winds - by Mystique - 06-24-2019, 5:17pm
RE: Strange Pathways, East Winds - by Zephyr - 06-24-2019, 7:29pm
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