Birdsie
The God-Emperor of Mankind
Inspired by Fable
Back for another story, eh? Alright, alright. Just sit down... and tune your ears.
300 years ago, the forces of evil became an ever-present threat on the continent of Gael. The planet of Terra held a small country; Albion, one that was particularly fallen during this period. This is a lighthearted story. A story of idealism and moral struggle, in a world of heroes and villains; a tale of strife and a fable of passion.
Eventually, the world grew decadent. Hatred, thievery, larceny, murder, sin... and these cursed dark elves.
One man, you could call him a hero, but he was more of... a goddamned badass.
Dragon Nests? Burnt.
Princesses? Rescued.
Demons? Crawled back to hell.
And all of it served on a silver platter with a humble, modest smile - for free! Now, this young man's name is William Black - and there were little to no calamities that could stand in his way - his legend is glorious. Overflowing with exploits of his majesty.
Now, now. Don't get me wrong. Black wasn't the only one who did good. There were others who had their hearts in the right places but used the wrong methods or lacked experience. Seeing how effective he was, William still deemed himself useless - because what can one, puny, mortal human do, in a world of diverse creatures and superpowers?
So, he gathered all others that felt just as he did, and with them; he created the Guild of Heroes. At first, they were a small few individuals, but a few men and women trying to spread good and learning more about themselves and the world. Eventually, it grew into a legion, and later into a grandiose organization of large size. They lived off of donations and extra pay for the contracts they did with the citizens of Albion, and later expanded past one country; onto the whole continent of Gael, but... That was a golden era of the Guild, and it ended roughly 200 years ago, as the number of calamities lowered; so did the need for the Guild's activity.
Although William Black made a great legacy and carved a legend in the hearts of the people; the Guild grew weaker and weaker, like an immune system given fewer bacteria to combat.
Now, it is Year 521 of the Albion Calendar, counted since the creation of the country itself. We will stop focusing on Black and the heroes of legends past; and focus on the newest additions of the Guild.
The story begins here, and it begins now...
*The screen fades*
Inviting Some Old Veterans:
Swire
Alteras
IamNotLoki
Captain Gabriel
And a few friends:
Hanarei
Kylesar1
FireMaiden
Safety Hammer
Tag anyone who'd be interested in this.
To celebrate the return of
IamNotLoki
, I, Birdsie, have elected to reboot this long-running classic. More on the topic below. Please, note: This is not a sequel, nor a prequel to the original roleplay; merely a reboot, with new lore and characters. Obviously, you can remake ones from the previous GoH, if such is your wish.
IamNotLoki
, I, Birdsie, have elected to reboot this long-running classic. More on the topic below. Please, note: This is not a sequel, nor a prequel to the original roleplay; merely a reboot, with new lore and characters. Obviously, you can remake ones from the previous GoH, if such is your wish.A Guild of Heroes
Back for another story, eh? Alright, alright. Just sit down... and tune your ears.
300 years ago, the forces of evil became an ever-present threat on the continent of Gael. The planet of Terra held a small country; Albion, one that was particularly fallen during this period. This is a lighthearted story. A story of idealism and moral struggle, in a world of heroes and villains; a tale of strife and a fable of passion.
Eventually, the world grew decadent. Hatred, thievery, larceny, murder, sin... and these cursed dark elves.
One man, you could call him a hero, but he was more of... a goddamned badass.
Dragon Nests? Burnt.
Princesses? Rescued.
Demons? Crawled back to hell.
And all of it served on a silver platter with a humble, modest smile - for free! Now, this young man's name is William Black - and there were little to no calamities that could stand in his way - his legend is glorious. Overflowing with exploits of his majesty.
Now, now. Don't get me wrong. Black wasn't the only one who did good. There were others who had their hearts in the right places but used the wrong methods or lacked experience. Seeing how effective he was, William still deemed himself useless - because what can one, puny, mortal human do, in a world of diverse creatures and superpowers?
So, he gathered all others that felt just as he did, and with them; he created the Guild of Heroes. At first, they were a small few individuals, but a few men and women trying to spread good and learning more about themselves and the world. Eventually, it grew into a legion, and later into a grandiose organization of large size. They lived off of donations and extra pay for the contracts they did with the citizens of Albion, and later expanded past one country; onto the whole continent of Gael, but... That was a golden era of the Guild, and it ended roughly 200 years ago, as the number of calamities lowered; so did the need for the Guild's activity.
Although William Black made a great legacy and carved a legend in the hearts of the people; the Guild grew weaker and weaker, like an immune system given fewer bacteria to combat.
Now, it is Year 521 of the Albion Calendar, counted since the creation of the country itself. We will stop focusing on Black and the heroes of legends past; and focus on the newest additions of the Guild.
The story begins here, and it begins now...
*The screen fades*
Inviting Some Old Veterans:
Swire
Alteras
IamNotLoki
Captain Gabriel
And a few friends:
Hanarei
Kylesar1
FireMaiden
Safety Hammer
Tag anyone who'd be interested in this.
