Dawns Darkness Prologue
I have an ideia, it is puit together from some stories, games, and random thoughts, tell me if it is a good ideia. I do not own the tv show Smallvile, nether the games Dark Sector or Prototype. I own the Azzenere.
It was a quiet day. The farmers were tending to their fields, the market was loud with the squabbleing of many voices vairing from Elf to Human to Dwarf to Azzenere, the local dragon was helping expand the town hall. It was a peacefull day, the war never seemed to reach there, the bandits avoided the place because of the viarity of fighters, mages, songcasters, and soulspeakers. The eaconomy was stable with the town conviently placed at the point where five of the many domains joined. It was in the one of fiew newtral lands, where the rulers of each areia decreaed their rule did not extend and no fighting force was allowed though individgual people were allowed to bare arms and practice fighting arts.
The town was set there because an obilisk was there, a holy object where majic was so thick, it sometimes created mirages or birthed elementals. Each one was dedicated to a devine being with powers to creat or distroy on a galactic scale. Each obilisk reflected the mood, health, power, and/or intent of its respective deity. The obilisks are the heart of the land, stabilizing andcontroling the enviorment. from one obilisk regon, you could go from flat desert to 'hilly' forest to a regon that defys the laws of nature and physics, where crystals that resimble the ones that make up Clark Kents Fortress of solitude in the tv show 'smallville' replace trees and mountians and snow is covering the ground while brimstone falls from a clear sky. If an obilisk is destroyed, all life in the reigon dies, unholy gass fill lthe areia that will kill all life that enters. Whats worse is that the god (or goddess) of the obilisk is serriously weakened, their powers fergotten,their devine palace destroyed, their followers loose all power, they become vunerible.
They become mortal. But do not dispair, What is forgotten can be relerned, what is distroyed can be rebuilt, what was lost can be found. If...
**_If a god falls
they begin a trek
to find what was lost
to earn consent
if a god falls
they must be weary
mortal habbits may caught
Love Lust Hate Mistrust
These and more they must be weary of
for if a god changes
their powers change with them_**
Ke-BOOM!!!
The ground shook with the impact of a meitior right outside of town. A silence setteled across the valley, birds quieted, deer ran, heads turned, and one crawled.
From the smoking crater, a shape crawled, its skin blackened, its legs, wings and left arm broken, its right arm covered in some strange metalic substance. Injured, bleeding, in unbelieveable pain, it dragged itself out of the crater and several meters from the crash site. Arround its neck, an amulet made out of the same material that covered its arm. It looks at the sky and wonders"Why? Why do i deserve this".
The first one who arrived at the crash sight was a female drake, a dragon that was born in a humanoid form with opposable thumbs and the same thirst for knowlage, took all of it in at a glance, the crater, the the blood trail, the smoking figure. She walked over, picked up the figure, and turned tword town. A couple other occupince arrived.
"What happened?" saied a dwarf.
"Probably another spell misfire" saied a high elf, a fellow would look at him and see a modest man who dressed neatly and cared for others, untill they herd him talk, he was the town magishan who specialized in illusions and scrying. He sounded like one of thoes rich people who expected to get their way onlu because they were themselves and everyone elts is mearly ants under their feet. Expendable, and worthless.
The dragoness looked down at him with annoyence and contempt,"He has a necklace of the Order of the Void, he is a priest and to be treated with respect."
"Why should i care scaley, this town worships the Order of Light and stands against their evil ways, you are only saying that because he is one of your dissrespectable, worthless, unholy kind that should be sent back to the gates of hell!" The high elf sounded like he was talking through his nose and all of this was said in the offhanded manner you would expect from a money collector, calmly telling you if you dont pay him extra, he will puit words in the right ear labeling you a traitor and sent to the gallows.
A gleam entered the Her eye, and slowly, to avoid attention of the Elf, her tailblade extended and prepaired to spring twords the offender.
"Wait!" As if materilizing out of nowhere, a shape moved inbetween tail and target and a hand lightly clamped arround her sholder, "that wouldnt be a good ideia, it might spare quite a fiew ears of his infernal rambeling, but I would be forced to arrest you."
"And you!" the mayor turned to the High elf, "The Order of Light is sworn to help ALL of those that need it, no matter what." The mayor is a hulking figure who loojks like he could force a brick wall to colapse with just his glare. But his personality is one of the most pure hearts that ever existed, though he is willing to kill if that means protecting friends and family from harm.
He turned back to the dragoness and said" take him back to my house and puit him in my bed, i'll sleep over at a friends"
She nodded and proceded to take the injured person to the Mayors house.
Like i saied, i got an ideia. Im not sure if im going to write more, but if i get good feedback i might write more. If so, im going to be looking for names for random characters, For the dragoness, i want someone to find something that goes along the lines of Sapphire, And i will go to various authors i like and ask them to choose a name for their god/goddess, what they look like, what type of powers, personality, and what their domain looks like.