run like the w i n d « Result #1 on Jul 27, 2008, 7:21pm »
In a world divided in half based on alliance, chaos is just around the corner. Especially when the Dark King dies, leaving his young son to take the throne. Envious thieves waste no time in overthrowing the colt and reeking havoc on the kingdom they have claimed. What will become of the powerful Darks now that the royals are now unorganized? Far away in the Light Kingdom, the great king is busy preparing his own son for his ruling one day. With the Lights at their lowest numbers ever, its in the King's best interest to rebuild them. But with his time running out as King, his son feels rushed, and suddenly ruling a kingdom one day doesn't sound all that great. Will the Light Kingdom completely collapse? And with all the uproar in the two Kingdoms, how are the lower herds getting on? Its up to you to find out. Join our world today and immerse yourself in an addictive role play.
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After the end of Thread in 2556, Pern went through a time of great peace, referred to often as the Golden Years of Pern. The Weyrs dispersed, leaving only Telgar and Ista open as liaisons between the Dragonriders and the Holds. Weyrholds began to appear all across the South for a time, as the planets many verdant queens continued to clutch well. It was a glorious time of technological and cultural advancement.
As the Turns passed and the Planet grew, the one thing that began to steadily shrink was the Weyrs. Dragonriders began to consolidate in the South, and in the North the two Weyrs barely clung to existence; eking through by one queen at a time. It soon came that only three Weyrs lasted on Pern, Telgar and Ista in the North (though they were on the brink of their own decimation) and Iayla Weyrhold in the South. The Holds had long since stopped supporting the Weyrs and with all the Southern Weyrholds gone, Telgar and Ista had to resort to thievery and underhandedness to survive. Then tragedy struck the few dragonriders of the North.
The last queen of Telgar, great Islarth, passed between without an heir. There were no other queens to continue her lineage. The Weyr was devastated, worried they would be forced to consolidate with either Iayla or Ista like so many other dragonholds had done. But then the Weyrleader of Telgar concocted a plan.
On the Sands of Ista Weyr’s Hatching Grounds lay a glittering golden egg, an unconscious sign of the dangers that were to come. Telgar made plans to steal it, and were successful, hatching golden Mairsath to their own candidate. Ista was furious, and in the sky that day dragon fought dragon, a thing that had rarely been seen on Pern, and never anything other than golds in heat. But five dragons lost their lives that day, testament to the pain that the North was to face in the near future.
And so began the War of the Weyrs. Ista and Telgar continued to fight for each others queens, sly assassinations and underhanded deaths being the main form of warfare, and dragon never again fought dragon. The Northern Weyrs barely clung to life, while in the South things began to change.
The queens were dying out there as well, and Weyrholds began to consolidate until few remained. It was at this time that a single Weyr was formed Iayla, made from refugees and runaways from the Northern Weyrs. The escape wasn’t a clean one, and brave Iayla and her dragon lost their lives to save those of the people they loved. So the greenrider’s name became a beacon in the night. And women from the North began to seek out Iayla as a safe haven for themselves. The few remaining Southern Weyrholds banded together beneath this growing symbol of hope, and Iayla began to grow strong.
Meanwhile in the North things began to escalate. Dragonriders began recruiting young Holders, either by force or by consent, to join their newly formed armies. Planned marches led by dragonriding leaders tromped across the lands, scaring holders and craftfolk alike. In the Weyrs themselves queens became a commodity. The women of the Weyr became even more of a commodity, and girls began to be taken forcibly from Holds to please the many men of the Weyr.
In distant Iayla Weyr, deep in the recesses of the Western Barrier Range on the shores of the Sea of Azov, things didn’t look as bleak. While they continued to eke out a meager existence, fate was kind to them and continued to grant the Weyrhold with a queen just as the other passed on, keeping the line of dragons alive. The Southern Holds prospered, and lucky for Iayla their surplus would often spill into the struggling Weyrhold, many of the Southern Holds sympathetic to the dragons for what once was. Then news of the dragon war began to trickle South on the wings of ships and Flitters. Crafters began to withdraw their men and women from the Weyrhold, and Holders stopped sending their surplus, news of the recent strains of holder deaths because of draconic battle reaching their prejudiced ears. Life at Iayla began to go bad to worse.
Then the North noticed the abundance of dragons in the South. The Southern Holders withdrew all their resources from the Weyrhold, fear of the North’s eyes on them mounting. But before the apparent tension could release in what would have been obvious warfare, a greater tragedy struck.
It began in the same place it had ages ago, over the now abandoned Landing and the newly formed Ogen Weyrhold. Great silver strands of something only heard of in stories fell from the skies over the tiny Weyrhold. Unprepared the tiny dragonhold was decimated in that First Threadfall, a single, mutilated bronze making it to Iayla to warn the dragons of Threads return. Over 1200 Turns without Threadfall and suddenly it was back. All the Weyrs scrambled and many a Iayla dragon was lost in those initial Threadfalls. The North set a temporary truce until such time as Thread was under control.
And so we find ourselves at Iayla Weyr. Under populated, under staffed and lacking dragons. The North is on the brink of warfare once more, and Thread is Falling. There is a clutch on the Sands, laid by the late Lothereth, her only surviving daughter Selianth watching over the pale clutch of 18, a single golden egg clutched between her paws.
Not long after the hatching of The Hidden Elements Clutch, a queenrider came from the feuding North with her egg heavy queen. The Queen clutched on Iayla's Sands, but something is amiss. The goldrider says Ista tampered with her queen dragon's growing clutch with ancient and misused Eridani techniques. What hatched from the clutch changed the face of Pern forever. Three new colors now grace the skies of Pern, the male color Brass and the Females Garnet and Albino. Along with this two high colored children lost their lives on the Sands, hatched stillborn because of the tampering.
Selianth finally rose at the height of the Farlight Hold Gather, and was caught by the scarred hero of the South. Bronze Kasraith and his rider T'ren became Weyrleaders, and now Selianth's Healing Touches Clutch graces our Sands, almost bringing the Weyr full circle. But there is unrest in the North, and with Threadfall on the horizon what will happen to Selianth's new clutch?
Enticing Horses-Fantasy/Wild Horse RPG « Result #3 on Feb 21, 2008, 5:36pm »
Hey
Horse Fanatics!
Hundreds of years ago the planet was forced to be split into two: Dark and Cloud; as the Dark Skies tried taking it over. Luckily, the Enticing Guardians were created and took action to keep the Dark Skies in there place. It was thought the two sides would live forever in peace, but lately things have been acting up... Only four normal herds are left, and all are wondering who will lead them, and which sides they shall join... What will happen, and who will survive? Our link: http://enticinghorses.proboards92.com Our Affiliation Code (please take out the stars): <*a href="http://enticinghorses.proboards92.com " target="_blank"><*img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n140/quarter_horses_2006/ehaffiliate.png" border="0" alt="Enticing Horses"></a>
It is a story that goes way back. Even the oldest equines alive could barely tell you the whole story. Rumors had spread and facts turned to fiction. Some bits were dramatized while other events totally forgotten. For whatever the reason, it is rare to come across the god to honest truth. Some details may be vague, but this is the best recollection you will get.
Feathered Hooves V2 « Result #5 on Nov 25, 2006, 7:26pm »
Feathered Hoof V.2. This is a new site, a sequel to Feathered Hooves, and it is brimming with new people and new ideas. The site includes many additions including: General boards, Joining boards - Wild horses, tame horses, humans, animals and cowboys. Horse Lands, Horse terras - Light and Darq Human places, Human stables, Round up grounds, Fun and Games, Seasonal layouts.
Our sites poem:
Darqs and Lights clash once more, Fighting in their eternal war. Never ending, blows are dealt, Hitting, scarring that stag's pelt. The cowboy's ropes are twirling Roping round only most daring. The horses dodge and swerve, evading them with an easy curve. The men's horses are tiring, while others are slowly dying. The battle wore on all week But never found the truth they seek Now there stands a lone stud, His coat shines in crimson red blood. His opponent was agreeably worthy, But being him, he showed no mercy. Now the stud lies by his feet Whilst admitting a sad defeat. The stag rose his bodance into the air. His tresses flying everywhere A call of victory came from him. While it did the land became dim The sun hid behind a grey cloud, The darq felt quite bold and proud When the light stud finally died. With a tear forming in his eye He knew history would never be mended As the new era descended.
The Rules *Incomplete* « Result #6 on Aug 5, 2006, 12:49am »
General -Try to keep swearing to a minimum. -Don't be annoying! Send one PM and wait for a reply; not five. -If possible, try to make all post atleast three lines long. This isn't a really crutial rule but if you can, please try. -No powerplaying. One offence will warent a warning. A second, a three day ban. Time goes up from there. -All pictures must fit within the screen. If the screen has to streach to show your pic, it's to large. Message me to have it re-sized or put in an order to have it done at the pic office. -OOC (Out Of Character) fighting is not permitted here. I would like to keep the feeling of the site pleasant for all RPers.
Claiming -To claim a land, create a post called "Claiming" or something like it under an unclaimed land and post that your stallion has claimed the terrain as his own. -After claiming a terra, the herd's stats must be posted somewhere in your terra. I will sticky the thread so that it will always stay at the top of the thread list.
Stallions -May claim one land at a time -May have one queen and as many other mares as wanted -May claim a mare before claiming a terra (or other way around) -Only one stallion is allowed per land unless the other stallion the son of the leader or the herd is of royal blood and the other stag is a warrior/guard/wraith.
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