I figured this should go in gaming discussion since well... It's a game.
That being said, i recently became a DM and have been DMing a custom campaign, and would like to know the escapists thoughts. ^^
The Backstory:
WARNING: I rip off names from just about everything, i'm horrible with them. ^^
Long ago, within the boundaries of the far off and prosperous continent of Cyrodill, (oblivion Reference) the inhabitants lived without fear of wounds, disease, or even death in some cases. It was such that the will of the god of flesh and bone, Ahzrukhal (Fallout 3 reference)let his loyal followers go through life without the burden of such troubling thoughts. With such great power though, minds can become tainted, as did that of the mighty deity. It fell upon him the idea to use such powers to his own gain, having his subject toil to build colossal monuments for weeks on end without the slightest drop of water, or smallest morsel of food. He would have armies cut each other to shreds for his own entertainment, only to have them brought back with his powers so that they may relive their battle, scars still intact. In truth, there was really no reason in his actions but his methods and commands only grew more sick as time went on.
It was not the place of the people to rise up after all, for he could fell the mightiest warriors with the snap of a finger. What the people, who had not known the cold touch of death for such such a long time, led them to sleep in fear of it for the rest of their lives. They, unlike the rest of the world, could not comprehend losing themselves, or those dearest to them to the void, for in reality they never had to deal with it before, and so they continued to bow before the gods might.
It fell upon the first born of the royal family of Cyrodill to bring down the corrupt deity. Using dark and forbidden magics known only by ancient tomes in the royal library, he concealed his presence from the god and for many years to come, fell to a life shrouded in darkness.
It was after a time that the land became unexpectedly shrouded in a storm of amazing ferocity, letting nothing in or out of the oceans surrounding the land. Ahzrukhal felt with the coming of the storm his own powers weakening, his hold on the people loosening. It was at this time that the lost son of the royal family surfaced before the undermined god, and with his own blood and magics that could only be gained from years of harsh study, bound him and rendered him powerless. Feeling weak with the loss of blood, he used what remained of his strength to warp both himself and Ahzrukhal to an altar at the center of Cyrodill, and sacrificed the life of the fallen god so that he himself could take on the might of a god, but to his dismay, he had forgotten to lift the curse of the land, the ever turbulent winds that surrounded the continent, and with his new life as a higher being, he simply could do nothing to revoke that which he had stirred to fell the mighty god of flesh and bone. He would instead give the rest of his eternal life to his people. It was with his expertise over the weather that he would be known to his new followers as the god of rain and snow, and bring prosperity once more to the forsaken lands, now forever isolated from the world rest of the world. The people though would never truly be content until their time had passed, for with the felling of Ahzrukhal, time was given to the ageless people of Cyrodill, who could now pass on to the next world.
It would come to be that with time, what is beyond this storm would be forgotten. There would also come a time in which from beyond the storm, a mighty ship forged of metal and carried through the skies by a raging dragon would take port at a city, offering adventurers a way into the forgotten lands of Cyrodill, given promises of beautiful lands, and riches beyond what the eyes can see.
What's currently happening:
More or less, right now they're on a quest to stop a rogue bishop from sacrificing the current god to take his power. What's more is he found a way to break through the storm barrier, and as of now, What is unknown to the players is that he is creating the means to do so. The main villain is named Mark Twain ^^;; for lack of a better name. ;.; Basically, if they don't stop him, a new god will be unleashed that will more or less bring chaos to the outside world.
As for both ahzrukhals' and Marks' motivation, it's tied from delving into a certain tomb of spells that by chance now happens to be in the player's party. It is heavily bound by locks and chains of all matter, as well as extremely powerful enchantments. The book itself is known to cause insanity in all those who peer inside, and even bound, some of its influence leaks into the person in possession of it. It'll come into play even more in the final battle. ^^
So any thoughts? Concerns? What yall think? ^^
That being said, i recently became a DM and have been DMing a custom campaign, and would like to know the escapists thoughts. ^^
The Backstory:
WARNING: I rip off names from just about everything, i'm horrible with them. ^^
Long ago, within the boundaries of the far off and prosperous continent of Cyrodill, (oblivion Reference) the inhabitants lived without fear of wounds, disease, or even death in some cases. It was such that the will of the god of flesh and bone, Ahzrukhal (Fallout 3 reference)let his loyal followers go through life without the burden of such troubling thoughts. With such great power though, minds can become tainted, as did that of the mighty deity. It fell upon him the idea to use such powers to his own gain, having his subject toil to build colossal monuments for weeks on end without the slightest drop of water, or smallest morsel of food. He would have armies cut each other to shreds for his own entertainment, only to have them brought back with his powers so that they may relive their battle, scars still intact. In truth, there was really no reason in his actions but his methods and commands only grew more sick as time went on.
It was not the place of the people to rise up after all, for he could fell the mightiest warriors with the snap of a finger. What the people, who had not known the cold touch of death for such such a long time, led them to sleep in fear of it for the rest of their lives. They, unlike the rest of the world, could not comprehend losing themselves, or those dearest to them to the void, for in reality they never had to deal with it before, and so they continued to bow before the gods might.
It fell upon the first born of the royal family of Cyrodill to bring down the corrupt deity. Using dark and forbidden magics known only by ancient tomes in the royal library, he concealed his presence from the god and for many years to come, fell to a life shrouded in darkness.
It was after a time that the land became unexpectedly shrouded in a storm of amazing ferocity, letting nothing in or out of the oceans surrounding the land. Ahzrukhal felt with the coming of the storm his own powers weakening, his hold on the people loosening. It was at this time that the lost son of the royal family surfaced before the undermined god, and with his own blood and magics that could only be gained from years of harsh study, bound him and rendered him powerless. Feeling weak with the loss of blood, he used what remained of his strength to warp both himself and Ahzrukhal to an altar at the center of Cyrodill, and sacrificed the life of the fallen god so that he himself could take on the might of a god, but to his dismay, he had forgotten to lift the curse of the land, the ever turbulent winds that surrounded the continent, and with his new life as a higher being, he simply could do nothing to revoke that which he had stirred to fell the mighty god of flesh and bone. He would instead give the rest of his eternal life to his people. It was with his expertise over the weather that he would be known to his new followers as the god of rain and snow, and bring prosperity once more to the forsaken lands, now forever isolated from the world rest of the world. The people though would never truly be content until their time had passed, for with the felling of Ahzrukhal, time was given to the ageless people of Cyrodill, who could now pass on to the next world.
It would come to be that with time, what is beyond this storm would be forgotten. There would also come a time in which from beyond the storm, a mighty ship forged of metal and carried through the skies by a raging dragon would take port at a city, offering adventurers a way into the forgotten lands of Cyrodill, given promises of beautiful lands, and riches beyond what the eyes can see.
What's currently happening:
More or less, right now they're on a quest to stop a rogue bishop from sacrificing the current god to take his power. What's more is he found a way to break through the storm barrier, and as of now, What is unknown to the players is that he is creating the means to do so. The main villain is named Mark Twain ^^;; for lack of a better name. ;.; Basically, if they don't stop him, a new god will be unleashed that will more or less bring chaos to the outside world.
As for both ahzrukhals' and Marks' motivation, it's tied from delving into a certain tomb of spells that by chance now happens to be in the player's party. It is heavily bound by locks and chains of all matter, as well as extremely powerful enchantments. The book itself is known to cause insanity in all those who peer inside, and even bound, some of its influence leaks into the person in possession of it. It'll come into play even more in the final battle. ^^
So any thoughts? Concerns? What yall think? ^^
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