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Day to day life
in M’ystifa was spiraling out of control at an alarming pace.
Countless denizens of evil were hunting the outer walls of every
village. Village authorities spent countless hours chasing endless
leads after each bizarre appearance. No one knew how to react as the
news came in – this land was completely unprepared for what was
inevitably about to happen.
Almost 60 years
ago to this day, Elder’s from every walk of life gathered around a
small pit fire in a meeting hall north of Isla Village. They weathered
the extraneous heat, wiping brows from time to time, trying to draw a
plan to rid the land of the same issue. The source of the evil was
evident to them – it had been a compelling force for hundreds of
years past. Their fathers worried about it, as did their grandfathers
and relatives even more distant then that.
Eternity - the
sum of all living things - gathered strength from the death of good
souls. Described as a colossal lavender vapor by those who had seen it
and survived, its power was aspiring.
After days of
heated discussions, the Elders decided to descend on a small island
far to the south to try and do whatever they could to permanently
eradicate the creature forever. Three days sailing through the
turbulent waters of the Zwark River lead them to a place no man had
set foot for as long as anyone could remember. All signs of life had
been replaced with an eerie aura that captivated each and every mind.
Trees that stood
proud hundreds of years ago had been reduced to nothing but withered
stumps, rotting from the inside out. There were no joyful birds or
other wildlife – just bones and the fowl stench of rotting fish
along the pebbled shoreline. All forms of life were vulnerable to the
soul-sucking powers Eternity pompously wielded.
Almost everyone
who ventured into the dank bowels of M’ystifa to confront the mass,
face to face, never returned. The invasion was at best a bust and many
paid the ultimate price in vain.
After the event,
the mayhem in M’ystifa slowed to a halt. The general populace
figured that the Elders, even though they didn’t return, must have
managed to do whatever it took to defeat Eternity, ridding the world
of it’s horrible and perplexing aggression.
They were
mistaken.
Today, the same
signs of vileness are returning. Everyone is terrified and befuddled
by what may soon transpire.
If
only a legendary party could assemble with the wares and resolve to
confront it one more time…
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