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| Shattered Reality - MUD Description | |
| The night was cold and deadly silent when the stranger walked out from the bar after a night of drinking. Staggered to the large pit of fire near a small oak tree, and flopped onto a mat of straw and deerskins. Looking to the small crowd he begins to speak, " It was a cold night much like this one that the worlds trouble began. From the north there was a bright flash of light, the world began to shake as as a new god was born." Taking a sip of his potent ale he continued, "Yep, Aderrakin was born into darkness that day. And the world would never be the same." "Let me take you back with me a long way in time." He said after taking a long draw off of his pipe, then blowing smoke rings across the the pit of fire. "They said he was born of the devil, son of darkness and death. Though he brought peace to a war torn land. So you know how reliable that information was. His mother and father were kind people, teaching him the cultural arts and sciences, but somewhere he snapped." "Turning all his rage on the people of the realm, while maintaining peace and balance." Until now... In the lands of Shattered reality you must decide what you will be, the hero or the hated? The trusted comrade or the assassin. You must gain the trust of your clansmen or become a exiled loner forever not knowing your true fate. So with that said, Welcome to Shattered Reality. May the Gods be with you. " |
