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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kagehiro" data-source="post: 4913862" data-attributes="member: 85086">History:Long ago a continent adrift in an endless sea was united under one banner.The heraldry of the Nephraim, the eternal counts.  A court of blood-drinkers who had a legion of their kindred in their control.It was not always that way.  Once it was ruled by Mogarion the Valiant, a noble King who in his old years began to fear his mortality.  He sought out all the arcane masters of the land to make him immortal.  However it would come by the hand of a Cleric that he would find immortality.  With a single sip of a black ichor he found his immortality, and in exchange the female cleric asked only that she be queen and remain by his side.  A woman of beauty, class, and intellegence; the king found no trouble wedding her.However he would find that on his honeymoon, the price he paid.  He woke in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, he noticed he wasn't breathing.  He needed to take no breath, and his body was cold as ice.  He checked his heart to find it was no longer beating.  His queen was gone, and he was hungry.  With an insatiable thirst for blood.He would descend into his court to tear apart the council in a frenzy for blood.  His new fangs, and strength made the task an easy one.  However with the comming of the dawn he descended into his family crypts to sleep.  With the next night he found those he bit were like him, and so it began.  The Court of the Eternal Night.  They renamed themselves the Nephraim, in honor of Nepherata the women who made this all possible.So from their most trusted knights they made more vampires, and soon their numbers were many.  This reign would continue for 1,000 years before finally the people had reached their limit.  As the population had paid a heavy tax of death, torture, and loss to these immortal men.  Finally a cleric of Pelor came to put an end to it.  His name was Valshoon, Lord of the Eternal Sun.He had mastered a spell he knew would end this madness.  He began to create a following of men and women who swore at all cost to end these bloodsuckers' reign.  As they flooded the streets with their numbers they took torch and blade to their Lords.  For each vampire that fell the undead took a hundred villagers.  Soon the deathcount was pushing into the range of 10,000.  Valshoon knew they would lose if this continued.  So he cast his spell.  As he finished his chanting the moon above split in two.  One however took all the light, and the other took all the dark.  They drifted to opposite ends of the island.The capital shone brightly with light as it burned away the undead in one swoop of cleansing flame.  At last their dark reign was over.  However as Morgarion fell he knocked Valshoon off the castle wall and into the ramparts to be impaled.  Morgarion leapt from the wall, and disappeared in a fog bank.  The people got Valshoon from the rampart, and carried him into a mage tower used by the necromancers.  There he told them to bring him a stone.  He told them to leave the tower and never come back.  He promised he would give up his chance to rejoin Pelor, so that the sun would never set again.  So Valshoon's tower became a landmark, never to be opened again.  His words however were true, and the sun never again set.So now the Island is now split into two sides.  The Kingdom of Eternal Light, and the Kingdom of Night.  One ruled by the people who suffered the vampire, and the other still ruled by the kindred of Nephraim.  The Nephraim plot eternally how to break what they call "Valshoon's Curse", the Kingdom of Eternal Light spends their eternity figuring how to cleanse the lands once and for all of Nephraim.However each side knows invasion is impossible.  The vampire unable to stand the sun, and the humans being far weaker than the vampire.  So it has come to be a stalemate.  An eternal stalemate, where deaths are plentiful and peace is impossible.Where you Begin:A portal on the material plane leaves you standing in a forest at high-noon....  You hear a sound off in the distance.  You explore it to find another adventurer.  Soon others gather and you find all have similar stories...  A man in a red cloak offered you (a) weapon/armor of incredible quality to help him with a magical experiment.  After a few words from him you opened your eyes and found yourself in these woods.</blockquote>

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