Repository of Knowledge/Forces of Light
| Letter from Matt Stafford | |
| Message sent to The human rulers of Beluaterra (10 recipients) | |
| Yesterday reports came out of Pel Mark of some new creatures appearing. They speak words of peace, and helping humanity fight against the darkness as they fight for the light. There are three of them, one of them is currently in Wudenkin, one was moving towards Avalon, and the last was moving towards either Sint or OG. Again, they do not speak of right or wrong, they say they are the saviors that are the light coming from the darkness. | |
| Matt Stafford (Heroic War King of Bara'Khur) | |
| Letter from Matt Stafford | |
| Message sent to Khaludh Telrunya | |
| Prime Minister Khaludh, At this time, we are not clear what these new creatures are but it is clear they are not showing support for any of the non-human factions. I do believe this could be the prophecy that everyone has been hearing about, and from the bits of information we have received thus far it seems they were here once a long time ago, when the monsters, undead and daimons first ruled these lands and humans were slaughtered everyday, they rallied all of us together and humanity beat the monsters, humanity beat the undead and humanity beat the daimons, casting them into the darkness and sealing them there until recently when the seals where broken. | |
| Matt Stafford (Heroic War King of Bara'Khur) | |
| Letter from Matt Stafford | |
| Message sent to Mordred Lefanis | |
| Ambassador, Yes, there are new creatures. Marta is one of them, last we saw they where heading into Avalon lands. Second one left to quickly and we were unable to retrieve the name but was heading into Sint/Old Grehk lands, and the last one is in Wudenkin now. From the few messages I have received, they are indeed here to beat back the "darkness" which they mean the monsters, daimons and undead. | |
| Matt Stafford (Heroic War King of Bara'Khur) | |
| Event from Marta | |
| Message sent to Everyone in the vicinity of Ippetimbal (38 recipients) | |
| A plump, rosy-cheeked woman in a slightly stained white robe walks into the main square of a village in the hills of Ippetimbal. The children in the square gather around her as she sits on the bench by the village well. Without any prompting, they begin clamouring for a story. Marta smiles kindly and nods. "Now, calm down, children. I have a story for you, but you have to sit down and listen."
As she speaks, her voice draws others near, children and adults alike, coming from their work or their market-shopping to listen to her story. "Long, long ago, a terrible darkness was upon the land. There were terrible wars, and many people were killed, and many others were enslaved and ruled by brutal beings who had no mercy, and no kindness. "But in the midst of the darkness, a light began to shine. A brave man started drawing people to him, fighting against the darkness, and pushing it back with the power of the light. Soon he had a mighty host of warriors following him, and they faced the darkness. The power of the light shattered the darkness, and the brave man, using the ancient powers that still flowed free in those times, he bound the darkness and sealed it up behind a seal that was never supposed to break. But to make sure that there would be hope even if it did break, he gave his life to seal up the last of the power of the light along with it." A child pipes up, "But did it break?" Marta smiles sadly. "For a long, long time, it held. But there are other powers that work in the world besides that ancient darkness and light, though they all come from them, one way or another. Some of those powers weakened the seal, and cracks started to appear. Those cracks let through the Monsters of Gilgamesh, the Daimons of the Netherworld, and the Undead of the Pact. But the cracks only let some of the darkness seep out. The seal wasn't broken completely. Until now." The children sitting in front of her gasp, and the adults gathered behind them look at each other uncomfortably. "Yes, now the seal has broken right away, and the Darkness is getting free. But do you know what else is free now, because the seal has broken?" She looks at the children. After a moment, one of them gasps in childlike astonishment and triumph. "The light!" she squeals. Marta nods and smiles. "That's right, Lilian. The light is free now, too, and it will help the people to fight the darkness again. There is no one brave man to hold the light and gather all of mankind into an army today—but there is the power of the light, and it brings true hope. So look for the servants of the light, and when they speak, listen to them." She stands up and dusts off her robe. "Now, children, I have a long way to go, so I need to be on my way. But you remember this story, all right?" They all nod—as do many of the adults, seemingly without realizing that they are doing so. Nodding and graciously accepting praise from many in the crowd for the story, Marta walks from the square and continues along the road out of the village. Soon she is lost to sight. But the villagers talk of her story, telling it to those who weren't there, spreading the word as fast as gossip can travel. | |
| Marta | |
| Event from Gerontius | |
| Message sent to Everyone in the vicinity of Verdomite (27 recipients) | |
| The white-robed figure comes to the crest of the last of the foothills and looks out over the plains of Verdomite. Leaning on his staff, he draws himself up to his full height—tall, though very thin—and pulls back his graying, threadbare hood. White hair tumbles down around his shoulders, and his lined face bears a close-cropped beard.
The old man raises one hand and begins to speak, even though there are only a few peasants passing by on the road below. When he speaks, though, his voice seems to roll like thunder, so that all within miles pause in their work to listen in astonishment. "Behold! The Seal is broken, and the Darkness pours forth! Unchecked, it will wash over mankind like a mighty flood, and drown all who stand in its path. But there is hope in the Light! For the Light, too waited beyond the seal, and now Its Servants have come: come to lend Its power to mankind in one last stand against the Darkness. "Heed the Servants of the Light, and take hope!" As the last echoes of his words die, the old man smiles slightly, and begins walking down the hill toward the large town in the distance. | |
| Gerontius | |
| Event from Marta | |
| Message sent to Everyone in Ippetimbal (5 recipients) | |
| I greet you gladly, Priestess, but I am not a "he".
I am one of three who has come to be the Light against the rising Darkness. The seals weakened before, and darkness leaked out. Now the seals have cracked and broken, and the darkness pours forth. But, as in the ancient fable of the box that held all the world's ills, at the very bottom was a ray of light: Hope. My family and I are humanity's hope. Now, child, what can you tell me of yourself? Your letter names you a Priestess of Estahsism; can you tell me what the tenets of this faith are, and who leads it? | |
| Marta | |
| Event from Gerontius | |
| Message sent to Everyone in the vicinity of Pel Mark (33 recipients) | |
| The wind blows among the peaks of Pel Mark. High up on the tallest of them, a twinkling light appears, growing slowly brighter. The light issues from a small cave. Soon, the light is occluded by three robed figures standing in the mouth of the cave, who seem almost to shine themselves.
As they turn to descend the mountain, the light from the cave dwindles, then dies completely. It is some time before the figures reach the pass through the mountains below the peak. When they do, they turn to each other. The tallest one, whose once-white robe is slightly gray and threadbare, places his hands on the heads of the other two, clearly pronouncing some sort of benediction. The shortest, who is also somewhat plump, and whose white robe has a few stains on it, kisses each of the other two on the cheeks. The middle one, whose robe shines the pure white of new snow, hugs the other two heartily. Then they turn and walk off in three different directions. | |
| Gerontius | |
| Event from Gerontius | |
| Message sent to Everyone in Cori (29 recipients) | |
| Gerontius looks south across the broken plains of Cori to Cteduul, and covers his nose and mouth with a fold of his cloak, wrinkling his nose in disgust. "Ptah! Those foul beasts have ruined the place," he growls. "There is nothing more I can do here. Such a shame."
He looks north, to Stempleto, and southeast, to Lacint. "Now, which way to go? I have heard that in the north they have joined with the dead, and in the islands they have joined with the beasts...that does not leave many good choices." | |
| Gerontius | |
| Roleplay from Regstav Pryde | |
| Message sent to Everyone in "The Western Alliance" (56 recipients) | |
| A few hours ago, it looked as if the Daimons were about to destroy us. Reports showed that nearly 60k CS worth of them were going to make their way to Creasur.
Then the Light Marta said Creasur was under her protection and that if they came they would die. The Daimon lords did not march, though one of their human slaves and his men did not turn around and tried to sneak into our city. That slave is in our dungeons now. It appears that the Lights can stop the Daimons. I do not know for how long, I do not know how they do it, I do not know anything more. But they say they are here to fight the Darkness, to offer the blessings of their Light to us, and we currently have the blessing of another day that we would not have had. Seek out the Lights if you can, and do so with a pure heart. If they find you, they may be able to protect you. | |
| Regstav Pryde | |
| Event from Marta | |
| Message sent to The Rulers of Beluaterra (14 recipients) | |
| The people of Creasur make excuses to stop by the Temple of Daishi all day, and keep looking expectantly at the doors where Marta, the Servant of Light, entered yesterday. Since that time, those who have dared to look inside have seen her chanting, inscribing symbols on the floor in front of the altar, or just kneeling on the floor within the designs with her eyes closed.
Suddenly, the temple bursts forth with a pure white light. The light travels outward through the skies above the entire continent in a vast ring. When those near the temple are able to see once more, Marta stands on its steps. The temple is still shining with a gentle white light, and Marta herself shines as well. Her robe, once stained and rumpled, is now crisp, clean, and pure white. Her face is tired and damp with sweat, but full of triumph and exultation. Marta raises her hands and lets out a loud, wordless cry of joy. Then she speaks, and her warm voice is heard around the entire continent. "The Temple of Light is complete. The curse of mortality which fell upon this continent with the first cracking of the seal is lifted! The hordes of Darkness can now be vanquished, and hope shall be reborn in every human heart. People of Beluaterra, rejoice!" Marta sways, and a white-robed acolyte moves to support her. With a smile, she leans on his arm as she walks back into the temple. In the doorway, she turns around and speaks once more. "Now, my children, I must remain with the Temple, to gather the power needed to purify the land, and to protect it from the Darkness that would see every light put out." She disappears inside the temple to the sound of wild cheering from the gathered people of Creasur. Around the same time, other rumours begin to reach your ears: the Daimons, Undead, and Monsters have begun blockading the ports in response to the creation of the Temple of Light. No one will be able to immigrate to the continent until they are all defeated. | |
| Marta | |
This temple has been granted the Blessings of Light. This is a powerful weapon in the fight against the forces of darkness that invade the land. The power of the purifying light that cleanses the land of the servants of darkness takes a great deal of mystical energy, which must be gathered by the Servants of Light before the power can be used. However, it can be supplemented by sacrifices given by those who wish to fight the darkness, no matter their faith. These sacrifices must be given willingly, and must be in blood.
If you wish to make a sacrifice, please decide how much you are willing to give for the cause of the Light. Beware, for the blood that is taken will spill out some of your life with it.
Spill a little blood - this will leave you unable to act for a day or so
Spill a lot of blood - this may leave you unable to act for several days
Give your life for the cause - the ultimate sacrifice: give up your life for the good of all humanity
| Event from Marta | |
| Message sent to Everyone in the vicinity of Creasur (63 recipients) | |
| Marta speaks to a group of people in the Temple, as she has done almost without pause since she arose from her rest following the announcement of the Temple's blessing.
One man asks her a question, and she smiles and sighs. Raising a hand, she immediately draws the attention of everyone in the Temple. "Many have asked questions regarding the nature of the Light. "The Light is the Light. Its full nature is unknowable to the mortal mind. "However, I can try to tell you something about it, though it is difficult to put it into words—and you must understand that any description will be incomplete and possibly confusing." She pauses for a moment, and seems to be collecting her thoughts. "The Light is a force of nature, as old as the world. It fights the Darkness for the same reason that the wind blows. "The Light is a Power, as old as the three forces of Darkness. It seeks ever to hold back the Darkness, for the same reason that the Darkness seeks ever to spread. "The Light is the energy of people's belief in their own power to defeat the Darkness, focused on a mighty leader in ancient times and imbued with his people's drive to fight the Darkness forever. "All these things describe what the Light is, and yet fail to describe it. The Light seeks no dominion over humanity, nor the destruction of anything human. The Light has no desire for your souls; the power of the Light can be increased only by the earthly energy you can give from your living body. "I hope that this helps you to see, even if it has brought you no closer to understanding." | |
| Marta | |
| Report from Faile sur Paendrag Tanreal | |
| Message sent to All full members of "The Western Alliance" (28 recipients) | |
| Lights in the Sky (just in)
As you are going about your business, the temple of Daishi in Creasur bursts forth with a blinding white light, shooting straight up into the sky. Moments later, an answering light streaks down in Xinjin. This must have something to do with the Servants of Light people have been whispering about. Lights in the Sky (just in) You see a flash in the distance, and a moment later, Xinjin is bathed in white light. This must be the doings of the Servants of Light you have heard rumours of. The daimons in Xinjin lost there unit's and the daimons in surounding regions are all wounded. Seems the light is a powerfull wapon With Respect, | |
| Faile sur Paendrag Tanreal | |
