Post by Tess on Mar 13, 2007 11:14:41 GMT -5
We also hope for an affiliate here ^^ If you get into our site (or e-mail me, my MSN is the same as the e-mail so you can contact me there too ^^)
Aerune is a Medeival-fantasy board (kinda like Lord of the rings) which is still in the growing since the Ez Hack took about ALL our posts, we got sick of Ezboard and their ways and we have now landed here on Pro.
We allow you to create your own race if you don't find a race that suits you. As long as you create the race well with a good description of it since we'd put it up on our domain to be read there (of course you'd be given credit for it!) We're working on re-building our beloved baby and we are constantly looking for more members! If you affiliate with us, we'd set your icon up on our domain www.chroniclesofaerune.com in the "affiliation" room where you may also choose several buttons of ours to use yourself! We would also add your board to our "affiliates" menu just below the banner on the left hand side of the information boxes (they aren't showing for non members however). It would be an honour to affiliate with you.
If you have any questions to ask, please PM our Administrator (Jynx Lightfoot) or Mail/MSN her at daedalus_luna@hotmail.com Please DO send a PM or a mail to the above address(es) if you want to affiliate, it's easier for us to see who are interested or not!
This board is for members 18+ since mature content may and will occur (but in a tastefull manner. It will say something like 18+/mature content/explicit or the likes on those threads. They will NOT be unmarked. We are NOT a pornographic site but it is 18+!) These rules we hold HARD on and we expect that to be followed due to younger members eyes.
In the beginning, there was nothing. No loud bang, no chaos at the heart of a place that would bloom as though the heavens put all effort into making a paradise for all. The moon children, twins in likeness, red and blue - together they built a paradise. Lonely was the fathomable void that existed, no place for them to guide with light, a creation of love on the part of them. They created first the gods; their children. Then, as a kind gesture to the gods, they gave them the gift of their love; the gift of Aerune.
In a time of ten days, the Gods had managed to create it. Moulding Darkness, Light, Earth, Air, Water, and Fire into one. The Goddess of Life created the animals and creatures together with light and darkness, The Gods of Feelings and Mind placed both capacity for evil and good within the creatures - and the freedom to choose what they will. Light and Darkness decided what creatures where to live in the sun, and what creatures where to live under the light of their great parents - the moon children.
The gods created lands for each type of creature - A land of light for heroes and Angels, A land of myth for those of a great good; a land of eternal light for those who live away from the shadows of deception. Faeries, creatures of great myth can be found in abundance in this wonderful place. In turn they created that land’s opposite. The land of Eternal Night – the Darklands; a land that was a portal to a demonic underworld; a portal where the creatures that haunt the night can be found; Vampires, Drows, Shades, Demons, Darklings, Shadow beings; the kind of things that make the good little children afraid to sleep in the dark. They created Ohala, a land for Dragons and the mighty and proud Winged Elves, a land where a race of furries (a mix between a human and an animal) dwelled in exiled secrecy - seen only as prey to the larger creatures. An Island of caves and forest, of a large lake in the middle as if built perfectly for those who inhabit it.
The land of ice and raging winds, Glacia. A primeval land ignorant to the rest of the world as they kill and build to survive, knowing little of luxury outside of their simple ways. They see traders that come, traders that whisper to some of the younger ones about the outside world. They trade fur for exotic fruits and foods without currency. Many of their furs are very famous throughout the world and are highly desirable. Though Glacia, in its simplicity is not all that it seems. Beyond the three major tribes the humans have not been able to wander far past its lower parts - a place too cold for regular humans to live. A place of constant snows and winds - it is rumoured amongst the people that gods and creatures of ice inhabit the land.
And finally, the land of mixed races, a land of Xohemi that the two-legged fought and divided into both East and West Xohemi - by the great Fai border. West Xohemi with its old ways of thinking; an ancient monarchy refusing to move along with technology and embracing the ways of magic, rumouring that the East contaminates its magic with the use of further advancing itself. The east that whispers of the ignorant West, tied too deeply into its magic ways to understand that the world moves on without the ancient ways, which are too weak compared to technology and what it offers. The lands both whispering of a hidden city built entirely of magic where every inhabitant holds some form of ancient magic which is tied to the old Mother. And other whispers that the Mother herself is a myth. Temples in both, built to appease the gods lest they endanger the wrath of the Death God’s Hand.
Now the world is far from what it once was in it’s creation of peace and harmony. The gods became bitter with time, they became as children play with pets. The mortals defied them, they wrote their own histories. The Great Mother, the one to give birth to the Gods, the True daughter of the Moon children, incarnated throughout years walks the realm again in power. The Dark God, The Father of All, locked away in a great battle in a glacier - after the death of the Mothers mortal Lover. War raged between East and West Xohemi that ended with the death and disappearance of the kings, leaving West Xohemi with a child King and a female Regent. East Xohemi left entirely to the hands of the last King’s new wife - the showing of an heir growing in her belly. In truth the countryside was too afraid to rise up against the woman - the great, great granddaughter of the old White Wizard, Zoran Nightsky. She was one of the most rumoured about sorceresses, said to be as powerful as her grandfather but not wishing to take the Wizard’s seat. Five wizards to watch each land – Five towers to teach of magic and guide those who could be too dangerous (by accident) if the powers go untrained.
Rumours of a demonic guardian and an his odd adoptive child - said to have stood once against the very Queen fighting for her lands fly throughout West Xohemi - rumours that the Mother of All once again walks the realms. The rumours claim that many have seen and heard the whispers of Chaos incarnation, her child; War - perhaps the ones that dealt the hand. Now both queens have written of Peace between the two lands, but with both sides still nursing wounds of a lost king - how long could that uncertain peace last? Would it take a small group of men who could so benefit from the war to tip the scales? Perhaps.
Ohala’s red Wizard seems to keep failing - every time a new comes to claim the throne they seem to disappear mysteriously and another takes place. Many rumour and whisper of treachery amongst the wizards, of dark days of prophecy. The Darklands; where powerful forces build still, the feared Black Wizard showing her power at the current Holidays.
Are they all but pawns in a greater game? Or is there destiny written only in the actions of those who try to win against the better chess player? Can you too rise up from the ashes of a poor broken soul to stand and defy the greater gods themselves? Only you can find out, only you may wield the Orbs that could destroy them all. A world of Fantasy where even the smallest peasant could rise above a king, where a king could prove to be more than what he seems - where treachery and heartache, love and passion, can grow and fall with but the turn of the twin moons.
Welcome to: ::The World of Aerune::
Where your sweetest dreams or your worst nightmares may come true.