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<h5>The Repository of Knowledge is a guild formed by Lunarion Lefanis in Haffemet, Hetland, in an attempt to gather and share information regarding the fourth invasion of Beluaterra.</h5> | <h5>The Repository of Knowledge is a guild formed by Lunarion Lefanis in Haffemet, Hetland, in an attempt to gather and share information regarding the fourth invasion of Beluaterra. It is now collecting and codifying information regarding the [[Fifth Invasion]]. </h5> | ||
The tomes stored in its halls are widely regarded as the comprehensive guides to the | The tomes stored in its halls are widely regarded as the comprehensive guides to the invasions of Beluaterra. | ||
Sadly, Lunarion was killed successfully defending the walls of Hoellor from monsters. The library is now maintained by his | Sadly, the founder of the repository, Lunarion was killed successfully defending the walls of Hoellor from monsters. The library is now maintained by his family. | ||
The library relies on the contributions of the nobility, and invites everyone with information regarding the fifth invasion of Beluaterra to submit the relevant documents [[/Submissions|here]]. | |||
==Library== | ==Library== | ||
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* [[/Undead|Undead]] [[File:Undead-icon.png]] | * [[/Undead|Undead]] [[File:Undead-icon.png]] | ||
* [[/The Fourth|The Fourth]] | |||
* [[/Prophets|Prophets]] | * [[/Prophets|Prophets]] | ||
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From the impending hatred, fear and anger | From the impending hatred, fear and anger | ||
Choosing one above the | Choosing one above all the others | ||
But know that there is no peace for the dead | But know that there is no peace for the dead | ||
Though glory can be found on the battlefield | |||
While some find purpose fighting for a cause | |||
Yet men are oblivious to | Yet men are oblivious to powers they wield | ||
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Then Beluaterra Isle will hold true to her name | Then Beluaterra Isle will hold true to her name | ||
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:::::::::::::::::::::: | :::::::::::::::::::::: '''- Annaej Urominiel''' | ||
==Snippets== | |||
A report from an adventurer crossing into Ovujemeh. | |||
''As you cross the border into Ovujemeh, you begin to notice that the land is more feral than you remember. Pure, primal nature is ruling here. Men is prey. You are being attacked by cats, dogs and stranger creatures, but also by insects of every kind. It is impossible to fend all of them off.'' | |||
Horrified, you turn around and make your way back to where you came from as quickly as you can. |
Latest revision as of 15:40, 2 December 2011
The tomes stored in its halls are widely regarded as the comprehensive guides to the invasions of Beluaterra.
Sadly, the founder of the repository, Lunarion was killed successfully defending the walls of Hoellor from monsters. The library is now maintained by his family.
The library relies on the contributions of the nobility, and invites everyone with information regarding the fifth invasion of Beluaterra to submit the relevant documents here.
Library
These are small scraps of letters, painstakingly gathered and arranged for Beluaterra to read.
As the skies blaze with anger
And the oceans thirst for blood
The lands tremble in anticipation
For who here can stem the flood
As the Beasts stir from their forests
And the Daimons take flight on the wing
The Dead awake from their slumber
And only one can stand separating
The prophets speak of treachery
And the unity in diversity forlorn
But man knows only selfish quarrel
While the fabric of their empire is shorn
And in the time of their darkest hour
Man will scatter to seek refuge and shelter
From the impending hatred, fear and anger
Choosing one above all the others
But know that there is no peace for the dead
Though glory can be found on the battlefield
While some find purpose fighting for a cause
Yet men are oblivious to powers they wield
So make haste those that kindle the fire
For the hope in man is but a flickering flame
And when extinguished their claims expire
Then Beluaterra Isle will hold true to her name
- - Annaej Urominiel
Snippets
A report from an adventurer crossing into Ovujemeh.
As you cross the border into Ovujemeh, you begin to notice that the land is more feral than you remember. Pure, primal nature is ruling here. Men is prey. You are being attacked by cats, dogs and stranger creatures, but also by insects of every kind. It is impossible to fend all of them off. Horrified, you turn around and make your way back to where you came from as quickly as you can.