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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jack7" data-source="post: 5650341" data-attributes="member: 54707">When I was a teenager, over 35 years ago, I  created a world in which the nation of Pesh (yeah, I lifted the name Pesh, it being a  sort of United States of America of Elfdom) had been annihilated in a meteor  shower by various Demons bent on destroying that country and it's  people.  The Elves had been practically annihilated and  those that survived fled South and across the ocean. Very few stuck around. But  some few went North.  Pesh was a huge country and after being leveled  the peoples of the Northern nations (mostly human with a few dwarves) never  tried again to cross Pesh (both because of the devastation and because of the  fear of what might happen to them) and so were cut off geographically from the  South, and East. The sea was to the West but they didn't sail too far across it  for fear of either encountering the surviving Elves or for fear of encountering  whoever or whatever had destroyed the Elves.  The country though did have ruins that survived  the meteor and resulting firestorm. In the ruins of one city, the old Capital,  also named Pesh, they found a Temple. The temple was spherical in shape, white  and looked like smooth chalk, was half-buried, rotated, had been protected from  destruction by powerful magics and artifacts and relics, and was connected with  both the old national Library and a tesseract.  The party penetrated the Temple, found the Fables  of Burdoch (which I had written out in book form and partially burned so that 7  of the Fables still could be read - back then I created a lot of props), and  with those Fables they were led to various clues about famous Peshian artifacts  and relics and magical devices, such as the Rod of 7 Parts. Which the cleric  eventually recovered.  One fable led to the underground crypt of the most  famous Elven Paladin (who had lived 2000 years before, 500 years before the  destruction of Pesh - he was credited with binding the horde of Demons who had  escaped and eventually destroyed Pesh) of Pesh's history and when the party  arrived there and discovered the crypt the Paladin's skeleton stood up and  walked straight for the party's Paladin (who was distantly Half-Eleven). The  party Paladin thought he was under attack by a powerful Undead creature, and  tried to turn the Elf, but right as the dead Eleven reached him the skeleton  slipped out of his armor and weapons and his skeleton fell to ashes, but his  ghost entered the party Paladin's body. (Though the Paladin did not know that at  the time and I sometimes wonder if the players ever figured out he had become  "possessed" by the dead Elf).  The party came to realize that the Armor and Arms  of the Dead Elven Paladin were meant to be taken up by the party Paladin. The  Armor was Green and Blue and each separate piece was a relic and could do  certain things (though the Paladin had to learn how each piece operated, and  even by his death had not discovered everything the Armor could do). The sword  was a +5 Holy Avenger (back then everything magical had a "+" score, now I don't  use number scores, but then I did) and was +7 against Demons of all kinds. It  could also, if used right, bind Demons to the user's will, and do all kinds of  things (it was a Relic as well) and allowed the Ghost of the Dead Elf to  communicate with the party Paladin under certain conditions. The sword seemed to  have a personality of it's own, but it was actually the Dead Elf Paladin working  through the sword.  The Sword was named, "Wrothcholire" which meant  "The Blood Fury," among other things. I patterned it partially after Caliburn,  Arthur's sword, and partially after Durandal, Roland's sword. It was a very  potent weapon against evil, and Demons in particular. There were a lot of  excellent fights, quests, and adventures involving that Paladin, his relical  Armor and Wrothcholire.  Finally the Paladin sacrificed himself so that the  party's Cleric and Wizard (twin brothers) could reach a device in Pesh that  would annihilate the Demons once and for all, for they had returned upon  learning of the Party and their activities in Pesh. The Cleric and Wizard used  their magic to activate the device which annihilated the Demons. But not before  the demons had slain the Paladin. But from where the Paladin's blood had soaked  an altar vegetation started to grow (none had grown in Pesh since the meteor  attack, it was all sand and clay desert) and eventually (within a few years) the  whole country was rejuvenated and flourishing again. Producing crops and the 3  great rivers were flowing again. It became the new home of Men and  Half-Elves.  The Cleric and Wizard and surviving party members  retired or went into self-imposed exile, their children or relatives became a  second generation of adventurers, the party Paladin (who never sired children)  was buried beside the Eleven Paladin, and neither the armor nor Wrothcholire  were ever found.  Though it took about three years in real time to  play out, that was a good campaign and the best Sword I ever invented for my  players. </blockquote>

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