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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Andrew Cross


Sitting on a stool Andrew hoped the booze here was better than what was back home. "Beer it doesn't matter what kind" the barkeep nodded and he sighed before looking around with a deep frown. This place didn't seem very impressive. "Tch" he had heard rumors that this was the place to come for some fun. Now that he was here, it was just as boring as everything else he had seen so far. His beer came and he lifted the mug, taking a drink and lifting a brow at the taste. Setting it down he licked the foam from his mouth and gave another sigh "What a disappointment." 

Leaning on the counter he rest his head in his hand. Oh well, he could at least get drunk. His thoughts drifted to his home and he sneered. It wasn't likely that anyone even noticed he was gone. Sneering again he decided not to think too hard about it and drank some more. Why should he care if anyone missed him or not anyway? He didn't need them... Huffing he just kept drinking and crossed his legs as he thought of where he might go next. These lands did offer a lot more than the small island where he had come from after all.

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