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Fan Fiction Lore!
by Dark Impact Fri Jan 25, 2013 12:57 am
Hi everybody! 
If you came across my "Laced Lores" thread you know that a great idea from a poster is the fuel behind this thread! It is a Fan Fiction thread to explain the stories behind the monsters of Dark Summoner, as a badass picture and two sentence background just doesn't seem to be enough to give me an idea of who the monster REALLY is, and I think that we would have so much more fun playing the game if we felt closer to the identity of the monster... Everything I type here will just be nonsense that I come up with as I go along, and I hope I won't be the only poster! Don't be afraid to post stories and replies to stories, and this thread won't become a dud! Together, we can write the history of Dark Summoner!
If you came across my "Laced Lores" thread you know that a great idea from a poster is the fuel behind this thread! It is a Fan Fiction thread to explain the stories behind the monsters of Dark Summoner, as a badass picture and two sentence background just doesn't seem to be enough to give me an idea of who the monster REALLY is, and I think that we would have so much more fun playing the game if we felt closer to the identity of the monster... Everything I type here will just be nonsense that I come up with as I go along, and I hope I won't be the only poster! Don't be afraid to post stories and replies to stories, and this thread won't become a dud! Together, we can write the history of Dark Summoner!
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by Dark Impact Fri Jan 25, 2013 1:51 am
The beautiful lights of Heaven seemed to contradict the mood of the meeting, which called for the punishment of an angel amongst his people. The angel was accused of attempting to learn dark magicks in the precense of Heaven, which is taken very seriously in higher realms. The angel admitted to his faults, and recieved some amount of mercy for his honesty and repentance, but was sentenced to another life amongst men. He was allowed one privalege; to keep his angelic wings, which were bound to him for eternity to symbolize that wherever he may roam, he is not amongst his kin until he reaches the grave once more...
He spent one year in solitude, in the cliffs above a city. He hid in a cavern, afraid that if he were to show himself to the people below that he would be shunned for the abnormal wings portruding from his back. Once immune for hundreds of years to mental distress, he found himself unused to the lonliness and turmoil. Eventually, hundreds of days of staring at rocky walls, listening to the dripping of water as it fell from stalactites, occasionally peering out at the joyful people below, drove him mad... Before he lost himself in insanity, he decided he would show himself once to the people, to see what they would say, to find hope, to find their acceptance...
He made his decent down the mountain, floating downwards to the center of the city. Time seemed to stop, people gazed up, dropping whatever they held, losing focus of whatever they were doing. The angel landed softly, the soles of his feet bracing against the stone beneath. The only movement seen and the only noises heard came from the fountain in the square of the city, that seemed not to mind his arrival.
After nearly two minutes of staring at the ground, he looked up, and the people were shocked to see how normal he was, that is except for the beautiful wings that folded behind him, attempting to crawl into darkness, but finding none... He looked up. The people did not move. The angel attempted to lift his voice and speak, but could not. He was too afraid, and he had not spoken for a year. He raised his hand to announce that he came peacefully to their city, but the first sight of a sudden movement jarred the people. They cried out,
"Save us from this beast! Guards, come quick, there is a monster among us!"
And a tear came to the angel's eye...
He was quickly seized by town guards, and without retaliation, he accepted his fate, and was taken to the town prison, being prepared there to ship off to a more secure place, denied to right of a trial. The people of the town were not curious, they were scared, and fear has a way of flooding out our other emotions. All they wanted was to be rid of this disruption to their normal lives, and return to their merry ways of singing and dancing, laughing and playing, working and resting.
In the corner of the cell sat a distraught angel, crying in his palm, when a silhouette emerged from the corner of his periferal vision. He wiped his tears quick and discontinued his weeping. The silhouette entered light as it approached, showing a dim cast of its appearance, it was a woman... with red spikes seeming to branch off of her visage...
She stood outside his cell, staring for a while. The angel looked up, confused and frustrated.
The woman spoke up,
"You don't belong here, do you?"
The angel was silent.
"Let me propose a deal to you, my friend. If I were to let you out of this cage, would you come with me and do as I ask?"
The angel waited, and then nodded slighty. He found the courage to speak, and he asked, "Why would you do this for a prisoner?"
She replied, "Because you are more than a prisoner, and I don't belong here either."
"What is your name?" The angel requested.
"I am Anna, and I come frome a place much different than your own. In fact, I somewhat preside over it. A second in command, you might call me. Stand, and come with me."
The bars split and made an opening, large enough for the angel and his wings.
The angel stepped through, Anna grinned, and then it was black.
The darkness cleared to reveal a depressing place. It was bleak, and it was hot. Off in the distance was a massive throne, and barely, a towering shadow could be outlined, sitting upon it. But before the angel could get a better look, Anna pulled him away.
"I know who you are, and where you come from. I also know that you were banished for works that were not your own doing. But aware as well that you are capable of carrying these works out. More capable than any human on this planet that is, because you are hardly human... Your training begins tomorrow, you will lead a legion of demons, forcing them to carry out our master's will, and then you will slaughter them."
The angel no longer seemed distraught. He knew what she said about him was true. He did not commit a crime against heaven. And although it was his own choice to submit to their will, knowing he could not prevail, he seeked revenge...
Years passed as the fallen angel carried out the will of his mysterious master, and the depressing place twisted him, his skin melted, and his appearance twisted... He became a monster... His outline wrought with darkened bones, his skull a fearful gazing image... One thing, though, never changed. Because of the spell cast upon him by the elders of the higher realms, his beautiful wings remained. They are a monument to the righteous self that he left behind, a sacrament to the ways he deserted long ago...
Taroth is a legend to the earth, a hero of the abyss, and he is amongst the higher realms' greatest fears.
It was not until many centuries later that Sara, his eldest love, approached him to ask why he had defended her in heaven all those years ago, given himself up and admitted to her crimes.
He stared at her, and she could not keep eye contact, as he spoke these words:
"I held your burden because you were weak. I walked your path, because you were tired. And I took your blame, because you were afraid. But now you, and all the realms will weaken, become weary, and fear me, for the punishment shall now be yours to bear."
Sara eventually gave into the great torture that was Taroth, and submitted herself to his ways, becoming his enslaver, his messenger of death, the one who brough him his legions from the masses of the innocent to carry out the deeds of the underworld.
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by JessicaMD Fri Jan 25, 2013 12:50 pm
wow! this is really good!
I like how you incorporated the monster names, descriptions, and appearances into the story.
I look forward to more!
I like how you incorporated the monster names, descriptions, and appearances into the story.
I look forward to more!
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by Ologolos Fri Jan 25, 2013 1:37 pm
wow this is a lot better than I was thinking, lol. A lot better than I can write!
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by Ologolos Fri Jan 25, 2013 2:03 pm
In a separate area of the realm, deep within the Gloomy Swamps… an unusual creature stirred.
It was not like the other creatures of the swamp; not of scale or fur or fin. Not of air or water or mud. Not of flesh or bone. It, like the mire from whence it came, was overlooked by the “ordered” world. And yet disorder was exactly what it needed to thrive. Disorder… and blood.
And it just so happens the latter form of sustenance came to it in the form of an adolescent, novice summoner named McFly.
“What is this thing?” said McFly, prodding the gummy crimson substance with a reed. “Some kind of slime?”
The slime quivered and McFly leapt back in alarm, tripping over a rotten log. He spun in midair, trying to stay alight, yet it was hopeless. He fell, face first, into a nearby thicket of razor weed which, as we all know, is often times fatal.
Blood flew, but McFly rolled clear of the constricting weeds and managed to escape with minimal injury. His mouth and cheeks were sliced, to the bone, and one of his eyes had been gouged out, but he was still alive. And now, so truly was the creature.
Smelling (if such a thing can really be done by an amoebic entity) the red offering, the slime jolted and consumed McFly’s missing eye, using it to build upon itself, replicate it’s mass into a larger, more consistent form.
“Gaaah!” McFly screamed, “My eye! What… what are you?”
Sensing the question was indeed some new, unfamiliar form of communication, the creature nevertheless tried out a response. Its voice, though thick and gurgling, was also coherent.
“I… am….Blood Blob…”
It was not like the other creatures of the swamp; not of scale or fur or fin. Not of air or water or mud. Not of flesh or bone. It, like the mire from whence it came, was overlooked by the “ordered” world. And yet disorder was exactly what it needed to thrive. Disorder… and blood.
And it just so happens the latter form of sustenance came to it in the form of an adolescent, novice summoner named McFly.
“What is this thing?” said McFly, prodding the gummy crimson substance with a reed. “Some kind of slime?”
The slime quivered and McFly leapt back in alarm, tripping over a rotten log. He spun in midair, trying to stay alight, yet it was hopeless. He fell, face first, into a nearby thicket of razor weed which, as we all know, is often times fatal.
Blood flew, but McFly rolled clear of the constricting weeds and managed to escape with minimal injury. His mouth and cheeks were sliced, to the bone, and one of his eyes had been gouged out, but he was still alive. And now, so truly was the creature.
Smelling (if such a thing can really be done by an amoebic entity) the red offering, the slime jolted and consumed McFly’s missing eye, using it to build upon itself, replicate it’s mass into a larger, more consistent form.
“Gaaah!” McFly screamed, “My eye! What… what are you?”
Sensing the question was indeed some new, unfamiliar form of communication, the creature nevertheless tried out a response. Its voice, though thick and gurgling, was also coherent.
“I… am….Blood Blob…”
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by Dark Impact Fri Jan 25, 2013 2:17 pm
damn nice! haha and who are you kidding that literature was much better than mine
Now when I encounter McFly in events I will know he is the reason for said blob of blood
Now when I encounter McFly in events I will know he is the reason for said blob of blood
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by Ologolos Fri Jan 25, 2013 2:21 pm
lol thanks... i was thinking maybe he is responsible for more monsters too but i just started with blood blob... blob was the first a rank monster i got so I'm kind of fond of it.
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by Dark Impact Fri Jan 25, 2013 3:23 pm
Oh that's cool my first was a Gigas that my bro gave me to start with. The first one I summoned was Slaughter Bee Queen, from the last prize of the stamp event at the time probably half a year ago
my first was a Gigas that my bro gave me to start with. The first one I summoned was Slaughter Bee Queen, from the last prize of the stamp event at the time probably half a year ago
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by Dark Impact Fri Jan 25, 2013 3:25 pm
Oh and thanks for encouragement Jessica
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by JessicaMD Fri Jan 25, 2013 4:13 pm
You guys are really good writers!
I don't know how to write like that, but I made a little fairy-tale/bedtime story style one about two monsters with pictures (just a fore-warning: It's not as good as the ones you guys did)
I don't know how to write like that, but I made a little fairy-tale/bedtime story style one about two monsters with pictures (just a fore-warning: It's not as good as the ones you guys did)
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Once upon a time it was christmas, and gold gorger dragon was happily gorging himself on some delicious food in his warm cozy cave.
Outside there were some carbuncles which were shivering in the cold because it was cold and windy outside.
gold gorger felt very full and content with his large and tasty meal and was relaxing when he saw the shivering carbuncles huddled next to the cave enterance. gold gorger quickly went and invited in the cold carbuncles and gave them some of his tasty food.
the carbuncles were very happy and purring in the warm cave after being fed. that is how gold gorger learned the meaning of christmas and they all lived happily ever after
the end
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by larry378 Fri Jan 25, 2013 5:10 pm
JessicaMD wrote:that is how gold gorger learned the meaning of christmas
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by JessicaMD Fri Jan 25, 2013 6:20 pm
larry378 wrote:JessicaMD wrote:that is how gold gorger learned the meaning of christmas
well, if you take it out of context like that then I guess it sounds kind of dumb
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by Armitaage Sat Jan 26, 2013 2:00 pm
well, here's my attempt at telling how Death Call Covenant came to be:
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- Our land was once a peaceful one. A land with green fields in which the sheep grazed attended by shepherds with their faithful dogs. Children ran barefoot in the streets while their parents shopped and all the air was filled with merry laughter. It was a place like no other, and people from all around the world came to enjoy themselves.
Doubtless, that is why they came. They descended upon the green land from the skies, hordes of terrible creations. Our king's armies were at a total loss, completely unsure of how to approach these terrible machines. They proceeded to lay waste to everything in their vicinity, spewing forth a storm of arrows and magical blasts. Our land, once so green and peaceful, was plunged into war.
As the enemy continued to advance, two heroes stood against it and tried to stop it. One, a great elf warrior, used magic to attempt to weaken the fortresses' weapons, while his partner, a divine oracle come down from Heaven, tried valiantly to protect them with his defensive magic. Though the enemy was halted for a time, the two heroes knew that they would not be able to resist for very long. It was then, that a traveling rusalka heard of their plight.
She came to the field where our heroes stood valiantly holding the enemy back and tried to use her magic to push the fortress engines back. However, she found that her magic was not enough, there being no streams nearby to lend her power. As the three struggled, the rusalka remembered of an intricate spell that was said to have the power to destroy a fortress. She went to a nearby town and purchased several instruments: a set of drums and two guitars.
Upon returning to the field, she approached the two heroes and asked them to each take an instrument, and play. Taking a guitar for herself, she proceeded to cast the spell, singing in a growling voice. As the spell continued, the fortress engines fell one by one, totally rendered useless.
Seeing this, the king's armies charged the enemy, driving them back. As our heroes kept playing, the soldiers found that they can move with uncanny speed, each being able to take out a legion of the enemy single handed in the blink of an eye.
Unfortunately, soon the rusalka's power started to run out. Fearing what would happen if she ran out, the elf and the oracle gave her all of their power, to keep the spell going. So they played for a day and a night, all the while the enemy kept falling back.
As the new day dawned, all the enemy defeated, the people came to offer praise to the rusalka, the elf, and the oracle but instead of seeing their heroes, they saw three grotesque demons standing there, their instruments transformed. During the night, unknown to the people, their heroes' magic had run out. In a final attempt to save our land, they had sold their souls to the Devil, in order to obtain some of his terrible power, to finish the spell.
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by Ologolos Sun Jan 27, 2013 1:57 am
Although I'm not so sure about the Christmas one... Christmas is over, Jessica. I think you should be writing a cute story about Valentines Day... maybe how Quetz falls in love with Hydra after being shot by cupid (aka divine bow clarissa)
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by larry378 Mon Jan 28, 2013 1:09 pm
these are fun to read!
you guys need to make more
someone should do one for banished. It sounds like an interesting story
description in case someone doesn't have it:
"Was banished to the end of dimensional worlds and time by the gods for unforgiving and merciless behavior."
you guys need to make more
someone should do one for banished. It sounds like an interesting story
description in case someone doesn't have it:
"Was banished to the end of dimensional worlds and time by the gods for unforgiving and merciless behavior."
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by JessicaMD Mon Jan 28, 2013 1:36 pm
larry378 wrote:these are fun to read!
you guys need to make more
someone should do one for banished. It sounds like an interesting story
description in case someone doesn't have it:
"Was banished to the end of dimensional worlds and time by the gods for unforgiving and merciless behavior."
you should write it
Armitaage wrote:well, here's my attempt at telling how Death Call Covenant came to be:
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Doubtless, that is why they came. They descended upon the green land from the skies, hordes of terrible creations. Our king's armies were at a total loss, completely unsure of how to approach these terrible machines. They proceeded to lay waste to everything in their vicinity, spewing forth a storm of arrows and magical blasts. Our land, once so green and peaceful, was plunged into war.
As the enemy continued to advance, two heroes stood against it and tried to stop it. One, a great elf warrior, used magic to attempt to weaken the fortresses' weapons, while his partner, a divine oracle come down from Heaven, tried valiantly to protect them with his defensive magic. Though the enemy was halted for a time, the two heroes knew that they would not be able to resist for very long. It was then, that a traveling rusalka heard of their plight.
She came to the field where our heroes stood valiantly holding the enemy back and tried to use her magic to push the fortress engines back. However, she found that her magic was not enough, there being no streams nearby to lend her power. As the three struggled, the rusalka remembered of an intricate spell that was said to have the power to destroy a fortress. She went to a nearby town and purchased several instruments: a set of drums and two guitars.
Upon returning to the field, she approached the two heroes and asked them to each take an instrument, and play. Taking a guitar for herself, she proceeded to cast the spell, singing in a growling voice. As the spell continued, the fortress engines fell one by one, totally rendered useless.
Seeing this, the king's armies charged the enemy, driving them back. As our heroes kept playing, the soldiers found that they can move with uncanny speed, each being able to take out a legion of the enemy single handed in the blink of an eye.
Unfortunately, soon the rusalka's power started to run out. Fearing what would happen if she ran out, the elf and the oracle gave her all of their power, to keep the spell going. So they played for a day and a night, all the while the enemy kept falling back.
As the new day dawned, all the enemy defeated, the people came to offer praise to the rusalka, the elf, and the oracle but instead of seeing their heroes, they saw three grotesque demons standing there, their instruments transformed. During the night, unknown to the people, their heroes' magic had run out. In a final attempt to save our land, they had sold their souls to the Devil, in order to obtain some of his terrible power, to finish the spell.
I like this!
Ologolos wrote:Although I'm not so sure about the Christmas one... Christmas is over, Jessica. I think you should be writing a cute story about Valentines Day... maybe how Quetz falls in love with Hydra after being shot by cupid (aka divine bow clarissa)
I still have the Christmas spirit in me
it must be all the snow lolI like that idea though! A nice Valentines Day story for DS
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by larry378 Mon Jan 28, 2013 1:47 pm
JessicaMD wrote:
you should write it
idk how to write stories like these lol
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by JessicaMD Mon Jan 28, 2013 1:50 pm
larry378 wrote:JessicaMD wrote:
you should write it
idk how to write stories like these lol
not knowing how to write a good story didn't stop me
maybe you can chronicle how banished learned the meaning of MLK day since that was the most recent holiday
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by larry378 Mon Jan 28, 2013 2:10 pm
ok, I tried but don't say I didn't warn you
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in a forgotten age, a crack wyrm commando was sent to prison by a military court for a crime he didn't commit. the wyrm promptly escaped from a maximum-security stockade at the end of time and dimensional space to the Dark Summoner underground. Today, still wanted by the government, the wyrm survives as a soldier of fortune. If you have a problem... if no one else can help... and if you can find them...maybe you can summon...Banished Dragon
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by JessicaMD Mon Jan 28, 2013 2:24 pm
larry378 wrote:ok, I tried but don't say I didn't warn you
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in a forgotten age, a crack wyrm commando was sent to prison by a military court for a crime he didn't commit. the wyrm promptly escaped from a maximum-security stockade at the end of time and dimensional space to the Dark Summoner underground. Today, still wanted by the government, the wyrm survives as a soldier of fortune. If you have a problem... if no one else can help... and if you can find them...maybe you can summon...Banished Dragon
how long did that take to think up of and write lol
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by Ologolos Tue Jan 29, 2013 4:16 pm
larry378 wrote:ok, I tried but don't say I didn't warn you..
lol awesome story larry378!!!!
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Here's one, pretty lame... I was originally going to start like a song or something, but it morphed into a poem - type thing with fancy words and a few Lovecraft references lol.
Forgotten Holy Soldier,
Chained to the bottom of the Sea,
Condemned to the Deep by Misery and Terror.
Once a Warrior of Great Reknown,
whose prowess was surpassed only by his devotion,
His eternal enemy, the Great Old One,
did fool him with a shifted shape of the Fifth Incarnation,
and offered him a malign gift.
And reading from the necrotic text,
so did the proud soldier replace
the abomination of the depths.
Yet he remains devout,
and his fervor is rekindled with a different focus.
And so I say:
"Dezm, help me raise your brother up!
Hastur, help me cast your brother down!
Forgotten Holy Soldier, I summon you to battle..."
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by larry378 Tue Jan 29, 2013 4:30 pm
Ologolos wrote:larry378 wrote:ok, I tried but don't say I didn't warn you..
lol awesome story larry378!!!!
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Here's one, pretty lame... I was originally going to start like a song or something, but it morphed into a poem - type thing with fancy words and a few Lovecraft references lol.
Forgotten Holy Soldier,
Chained to the bottom of the Sea,
Condemned to the Deep by Misery and Terror.
Once a Warrior of Great Reknown,
whose prowess was surpassed only by his devotion,
His eternal enemy, the Great Old One,
did fool him with a shifted shape of the Fifth Incarnation,
and offered him a malign gift.
And reading from the necrotic text,
so did the proud soldier replace
the abomination of the depths.
Yet he remains devout,
and his fervor is rekindled with a different focus.
And so I say:
"Dezm, help me raise your brother up!
Hastur, help me cast your brother down!
Forgotten Holy Soldier, I summon you to battle..."
hot diddly damn, that's great! Reminds me of all those raid lord descriptions which sound like they're from some ye-olde text. Very nice!
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Re: Fan Fiction Lore!
by JessicaMD Thu Jan 31, 2013 12:24 pm
ok this one is still a little christmassy (looosely inspired by rudolph and the isle of misfit toys) but It's more detailed than gorger's christmas story
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In the grim darkness of a forgotten age... there was only war. Aspiring champions of the ruinous powers called forth legions of demons from the abyss to burn the land, great winged hosts to dominate the skies, and grand wyrms to desolate the earth. Although some would view the eternal conflict as a grand struggle between the primal aspects of malevolence, the forces of sin, tyranny, and rancor... in some sense were united in a void of purpose. Beyond the intangible ideal each roving war-master dedicated the slaughter of their enemies to, they were not dissimilar as individuals.
The armies of the eternal conflict were composed of strange and fantastical creatures, each violently ripped from their home dimension in the immaterium by powerful magicks wielded by the aspiring champions in summoning rituals. As the eternal war progressed, the number of these reality interlopers grew. Aside from the constituents of the warbands which marched under an aspiring champion to spread destruction in the name of an ideal, there was a great diaspora of otherworldly creatures who roamed the land without purpose.
Many beings were summoned directly to the realm to be discarded if their master could think of no purpose for them. To an aspiring champion of sin who led a cadre of demons, what use would an oracle of the white winged people be? Those who were not needed were abandoned. As the armies of the times changed, the ones who were no longer needed were also forsaken to fend for themselves, even after generations of faithful ferocious loyalty and service.
Somewhere, past the quiet coastline, beyond the abyss of the sunken ruins they say there is an island where reside these unwanted and obsolete diaspora. The tale of how they found their way there is one that only they know. Many of them like the kobolds and tarasques have never known war, having been discarded by their masters without ever being commanded to serve. Many however had fought in some portion of the eternal conflict until they had outlived their usefulness... against one another no less be they devil mages of spite, or great raging vritras who had known lifetimes of conflict and hatred for one another. As the story of the discovery of the island is unknown to human minds, as is the story of how what transpired on that island came to pass. What is said is that the island is a haven for these displaced and discarded otherworldly creatures. Every day, new arrivals are greeted with open arm, wing, and talon to the island where crystal dragons soar lazily and leisurely through the clear skies, blood blobs lounge and sun themselves in the meadows gurgling cheerfully, cheliceratas and foresaken birth fiends tend fields of crops while rusalkas direct streams of water from nearby rivers to feed the harvest, while dormant wyrms of rotokapt lazily cruise around the bay enjoying the crystal clear tropical sea. Unlike any other place in this realm, on that island... there is harmony.
Some say it is an age of eternal war. For mankind, some may very well be right. Torn here from their peaceful lives elsewhere the warriors of this conflict all dream of the day that they will be released from their obligation like those who came before them, and journey to the isle of misfit monsters.
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