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The Story Of Ascalon holds the basis to the map, the mysterious statues and stones, the towering towers (xD) and the many abandoned castles.
The Story becomes in the eyes of a peasant.
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We wish you joy on the forums, but note, accept these rules:
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2.Only Submit posts that rely on the topic!
3.Overall behave!
We are using a custom map called the Adventures Of Ascalon, made by our very own team member, Marshall Highrise.
A link to some pictures of our map is here : http://medievalrp.createaforum.com/main-category/adventures_of_ascalon/
The Story Of Ascalon holds the basis to the map, the mysterious statues and stones, the towering towers (xD) and the many abandoned castles.
The Story becomes in the eyes of a peasant.
Once again, there is a land far away, called Ascalon. A peasant is beginning his daily work on the fields, in the fields of Bastrus. As the peasant came to his farms, he sees his friend, Joe.
»Hail, Joe, what brings you here, so far away from your bakery? «
»Ah, hail Erik. I'm here because someone forgot to send me the wheat. « said Joe.
»Oh, the wheat, well, that's none of my businesses. I will go to my farm now, I need to get some Denars for my family.« Said Erik sadly.
As Joe left, and Erik went to his fields, everything was how it always has been. Right before it was time for Erik to go back home, he started to hear weird noises around him. Some birds flew off in one big group. Wondering what happened; Erik decided forget about it, so he took his Scythe and moved home. On the way home, the voice appeared again, but now they were a lot louder than before.
»What is going on here? « Said Erik.
»What are these weird noises around me? «. Stressed out from work, he forgot about the noises that are getting louder and louder, took his Scythe again and continued walking.
A couple minutes later, the noises came back, but now, something was changing. All of a sudden, the floor beneath Erik started to move. In fear, Erik ran as fast as he could, but fell shortly after. The earth was moving and opening, sucking Erik inside. With a last scream, Erik was gone.
At the same time, far away, somewhere hidden in the mountains, lived the last master smith who knew the secret and had the skill to smith the armor of kings. After he was forced to make armor for the legion, he decided to move away from civilization out of fear for one of the local Lords slaying him, for that he took some armor for himself. Though living in the mountains is harsh and lonely, he took to the one love in life he had left to pass the time. Smithing. Rumors tell that the master smith had a secret, a secret of seeing in the future.
While the old man was in his hut, the weird noises started to shake his surroundings. All the cups and tools fell off the shelf’s, the chairs fell back, and the old man spilled tea on his arm. Holding his arm, where the hot tea fell on, he said:
“What is going on here? Is the Legion testing out the new weapons, which shoot rounded rocks?” Confused by what happened, he went out of his hut, only to see how the castles are falling apart, to see how the earth is opening and cracking. The view was horrible. The old man saw, how the regions of Ascalon began to fall apart. The old man was standing there, speechless. He let go of the cup that he held in his hand. Shortly after, another earthquake made him to fall on his knees.
“So, it has begun.” Said the old man and returned into his hut.
In the whole Ascalon, screams were heard from young and old, from men and women. The Soldiers from all over Ascalon geared up and took their weapons, ready to attack the unknown. It was all for nothing. The earth beneath the castles cracked and opened. The entire castles fell in the unknown, flooded by water. All the treasures that were in the cities and castles just a day ago were gone, almost all the people from Ascalon were dead, sucked in the earth. Four days after the Great split, the earth started moving, leaving behind a destroyed land, full of ruins, and sorrow.
A couple days later, soldiers from other lands came to the ruined Ascalon. There, they started a new colony, they took the supplies that they were able to take, and started rebuilding. They were able to save parts of some castles, and some armor that was left in the armories. Slowly, the new region of Ascalon is coming. Still, there are a lot of things, that couldn’t be saved. Ruins, that were flooded by water, are now at the bottom of the sea.
The Scythe , that Erik had with him, was found near the water, and was taken to the village nearby.
Now, travelers across the World are visiting Ascalon, in the hope of starting a new life, in the mysterious lands of Ascalon.
»Hail, Joe, what brings you here, so far away from your bakery? «
»Ah, hail Erik. I'm here because someone forgot to send me the wheat. « said Joe.
»Oh, the wheat, well, that's none of my businesses. I will go to my farm now, I need to get some Denars for my family.« Said Erik sadly.
As Joe left, and Erik went to his fields, everything was how it always has been. Right before it was time for Erik to go back home, he started to hear weird noises around him. Some birds flew off in one big group. Wondering what happened; Erik decided forget about it, so he took his Scythe and moved home. On the way home, the voice appeared again, but now they were a lot louder than before.
»What is going on here? « Said Erik.
»What are these weird noises around me? «. Stressed out from work, he forgot about the noises that are getting louder and louder, took his Scythe again and continued walking.
A couple minutes later, the noises came back, but now, something was changing. All of a sudden, the floor beneath Erik started to move. In fear, Erik ran as fast as he could, but fell shortly after. The earth was moving and opening, sucking Erik inside. With a last scream, Erik was gone.
At the same time, far away, somewhere hidden in the mountains, lived the last master smith who knew the secret and had the skill to smith the armor of kings. After he was forced to make armor for the legion, he decided to move away from civilization out of fear for one of the local Lords slaying him, for that he took some armor for himself. Though living in the mountains is harsh and lonely, he took to the one love in life he had left to pass the time. Smithing. Rumors tell that the master smith had a secret, a secret of seeing in the future.
While the old man was in his hut, the weird noises started to shake his surroundings. All the cups and tools fell off the shelf’s, the chairs fell back, and the old man spilled tea on his arm. Holding his arm, where the hot tea fell on, he said:
“What is going on here? Is the Legion testing out the new weapons, which shoot rounded rocks?” Confused by what happened, he went out of his hut, only to see how the castles are falling apart, to see how the earth is opening and cracking. The view was horrible. The old man saw, how the regions of Ascalon began to fall apart. The old man was standing there, speechless. He let go of the cup that he held in his hand. Shortly after, another earthquake made him to fall on his knees.
“So, it has begun.” Said the old man and returned into his hut.
In the whole Ascalon, screams were heard from young and old, from men and women. The Soldiers from all over Ascalon geared up and took their weapons, ready to attack the unknown. It was all for nothing. The earth beneath the castles cracked and opened. The entire castles fell in the unknown, flooded by water. All the treasures that were in the cities and castles just a day ago were gone, almost all the people from Ascalon were dead, sucked in the earth. Four days after the Great split, the earth started moving, leaving behind a destroyed land, full of ruins, and sorrow.
A couple days later, soldiers from other lands came to the ruined Ascalon. There, they started a new colony, they took the supplies that they were able to take, and started rebuilding. They were able to save parts of some castles, and some armor that was left in the armories. Slowly, the new region of Ascalon is coming. Still, there are a lot of things, that couldn’t be saved. Ruins, that were flooded by water, are now at the bottom of the sea.
The Scythe , that Erik had with him, was found near the water, and was taken to the village nearby.
Now, travelers across the World are visiting Ascalon, in the hope of starting a new life, in the mysterious lands of Ascalon.
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