Post by Shinu Igarashi on Dec 1, 2006 16:03:09 GMT -5
Once, in a time that fades from memory , it had a different name.It had been a prosperous land...containing a few small villages, the Palace....surrounded by fine woods and almost gaurded by majestic mountains. It had been the Heian era, in Japan...peace was acheived, in these small principalities. The way of the Samurai was upheld, with chivalry, honor, and loyalty. The enemies of man numbered amoung the supernatural, only, as humanity prospered and had little thoughts of war. This small kingdom, what would become the Seirei Pass, would have known peace and justice, under the rule of it's Lord....had not evil existed in it's very heart.
THe Shift
The Lord of this great land was one of two brothers. As eldest, he had aquired the title and power, seeking to maintain the land and keep stability in these good times. But his younger brother, coveted his throne. It was within this way, the seeds of disharmony were sown. For the younger brother, uncontented with his lot, sought the power of dark gods, and wicked spirits...planning to turn the land into his own, with the aid of the restless dead....
His plan was doomed to fail. His virtuious brother, discovering his sibling's aim, set out at once to stop his scheme. Though he sent his best men, in the end it was he himself who was forced to step in...interupting a dark ceremony that surely would have drowned this great land into rivers of blood.
Aftermath
The accounts vary. No one left in the Seirei Pass knowns precisely what had happened. But the sky, that day, had darkened...and the world seemed to wrench itself from some unseen surface, and fade into a shadow....so quickly, in fact, that the screams were frozen in the throats of the people. Day became night, the air had grown cold....Hell itself seemed ready to pounce upon them...
And then, the dawn broke.
When the inital terror had calmed...when the bravest of men and women chose to face the outside...they saw their lands, unchanged...
But bordered,now.
Walls of mist...in the daylight, pale white and etheral, surrounded the borders of their kingdom.When attempts were made to cross through these blanketing vapors, madness and death greeted any who dared try to return to Japan. The local Yokai, the Tengu,Oni,Kitsune,Kappa, and other appiritians of the forest, lakes, and mountains, were active as never before. The villagers reacted in kind, as a madness seemed to grip the Pass. A dark time came, quickly..as brother slew brother, chaos erupting as every person alive attempted to save themselves..hoarding food, treasures, and fighting bitterly for land against demon or man.
Though the Lord of the land was dead, the Palace reacted to the chaos. It produced leaders, that the land ached for. The people began uniting...under the call for order, supported by groups that emerged amoung the citezenry, it stabilized itself...returning itself to a semblance of it's glory days.
Chaos, Order, Past and Present
Now, held in check by guilds and Magistrates, this new kingdom...trapped somewhere beyond the world it knew, is begining to form. Many events will attempt to unbalance the peace that is struggled for. Man and demon will work against itself, the seeds of chaos and dissent still fresh in this ordered realm. And , though those inside the mists cannot escape...the borders do not keep invading forces out. More and more, travelers from a Japan that has forgotten the Seirei Pass emerge. Some of them, simply lost, consumed by forces they do not understand. Others, seek to conquer this mythic realm, this kingdom lost to a void beyond their ken. All will eventually be met, as the story of the Seirei Pass, unfolds.
Arriving, Living
The Seirei Pass is not unreachable. Aside from those who already now dwell within the misted borders,the possibilities of others crossing over and becoming trapped into this small kingdom are all too many. What they shall do, once they have become trapped in this realm, is uncertain. Some will attempt to live a normal life. Joining one of many different classes of villagers. Others will see a chance to rule, attempting to usurp power from this recovering nation. Many will try to escape, finding death awaiting them in the mists, and Spirits awaiting them in the mountains and forests.
Applying to the Seirei Pass
If you wish to join this developng story line, we ask that you submit information to us, regarding the nature of your arrivial. Your character, of your own design, may have been amoung the original settlers, of this strange world. Or perhaps someone who, in tradgedy, fell to our cursed lands.
THe Shift
The Lord of this great land was one of two brothers. As eldest, he had aquired the title and power, seeking to maintain the land and keep stability in these good times. But his younger brother, coveted his throne. It was within this way, the seeds of disharmony were sown. For the younger brother, uncontented with his lot, sought the power of dark gods, and wicked spirits...planning to turn the land into his own, with the aid of the restless dead....
His plan was doomed to fail. His virtuious brother, discovering his sibling's aim, set out at once to stop his scheme. Though he sent his best men, in the end it was he himself who was forced to step in...interupting a dark ceremony that surely would have drowned this great land into rivers of blood.
Aftermath
The accounts vary. No one left in the Seirei Pass knowns precisely what had happened. But the sky, that day, had darkened...and the world seemed to wrench itself from some unseen surface, and fade into a shadow....so quickly, in fact, that the screams were frozen in the throats of the people. Day became night, the air had grown cold....Hell itself seemed ready to pounce upon them...
And then, the dawn broke.
When the inital terror had calmed...when the bravest of men and women chose to face the outside...they saw their lands, unchanged...
But bordered,now.
Walls of mist...in the daylight, pale white and etheral, surrounded the borders of their kingdom.When attempts were made to cross through these blanketing vapors, madness and death greeted any who dared try to return to Japan. The local Yokai, the Tengu,Oni,Kitsune,Kappa, and other appiritians of the forest, lakes, and mountains, were active as never before. The villagers reacted in kind, as a madness seemed to grip the Pass. A dark time came, quickly..as brother slew brother, chaos erupting as every person alive attempted to save themselves..hoarding food, treasures, and fighting bitterly for land against demon or man.
Though the Lord of the land was dead, the Palace reacted to the chaos. It produced leaders, that the land ached for. The people began uniting...under the call for order, supported by groups that emerged amoung the citezenry, it stabilized itself...returning itself to a semblance of it's glory days.
Chaos, Order, Past and Present
Now, held in check by guilds and Magistrates, this new kingdom...trapped somewhere beyond the world it knew, is begining to form. Many events will attempt to unbalance the peace that is struggled for. Man and demon will work against itself, the seeds of chaos and dissent still fresh in this ordered realm. And , though those inside the mists cannot escape...the borders do not keep invading forces out. More and more, travelers from a Japan that has forgotten the Seirei Pass emerge. Some of them, simply lost, consumed by forces they do not understand. Others, seek to conquer this mythic realm, this kingdom lost to a void beyond their ken. All will eventually be met, as the story of the Seirei Pass, unfolds.
Arriving, Living
The Seirei Pass is not unreachable. Aside from those who already now dwell within the misted borders,the possibilities of others crossing over and becoming trapped into this small kingdom are all too many. What they shall do, once they have become trapped in this realm, is uncertain. Some will attempt to live a normal life. Joining one of many different classes of villagers. Others will see a chance to rule, attempting to usurp power from this recovering nation. Many will try to escape, finding death awaiting them in the mists, and Spirits awaiting them in the mountains and forests.
Applying to the Seirei Pass
If you wish to join this developng story line, we ask that you submit information to us, regarding the nature of your arrivial. Your character, of your own design, may have been amoung the original settlers, of this strange world. Or perhaps someone who, in tradgedy, fell to our cursed lands.