DemetrioMachete
Messiah of the New Night
There is no long ago. There are no heroes of ages past, no tales of any kind. History is being made today.
Writing and language are artforms that have only just now been created and experimented with. Magic, too, is a newly discovered art. Only in its elementary phase, its power is limited only by the wielder's imagination. As such it is strongest in the hands of deep thinkers. Homes are but rudimentary tents or mud huts. Many people remain nomadic in order to keep up with the herds of meaty animals. Most writing only consists of religion, and many are told to pray to Armok, God of Blood, lest he recreate the world on his anvil.
Service to Armok requires the slaying of nonsentient beasts, as well as mighty and powerful monsters. And sentients. Especially Elves. Conflict must be maintained, or else the world we live in will cease to exist.
A solution to this problem was conceived by one Human, who shared with swiftness to his fellow Human and Dwarven brothers and sisters: what if they had an awe-inspiring tale of a sentient being? They could write of their exploits, and offer the story to Armok! And so the violent people's began to clamor and train their hand, wondering and wishing who would be Armok's Champion.
It seems like every fantasy setting has a past, filled with legendary heroes and tales of their exploits. But what if there was no recognizable past? Only the present and the futureWriting and language are artforms that have only just now been created and experimented with. Magic, too, is a newly discovered art. Only in its elementary phase, its power is limited only by the wielder's imagination. As such it is strongest in the hands of deep thinkers. Homes are but rudimentary tents or mud huts. Many people remain nomadic in order to keep up with the herds of meaty animals. Most writing only consists of religion, and many are told to pray to Armok, God of Blood, lest he recreate the world on his anvil.
Service to Armok requires the slaying of nonsentient beasts, as well as mighty and powerful monsters. And sentients. Especially Elves. Conflict must be maintained, or else the world we live in will cease to exist.
A solution to this problem was conceived by one Human, who shared with swiftness to his fellow Human and Dwarven brothers and sisters: what if they had an awe-inspiring tale of a sentient being? They could write of their exploits, and offer the story to Armok! And so the violent people's began to clamor and train their hand, wondering and wishing who would be Armok's Champion.
In this Roleplay, your character and possibly others are joining up (or squaring off,) to become one of the first historical figures in sentient history, the only way the people of the past knew how: violent murder of things vastly stronger than yourself.
