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Post by baltazar on Dec 24, 2008 9:00:02 GMT -5
 There is a place where war used to be the deciding fate, where the line between reality and fantasy blur. The island has been around for millions of years, and many of them have been spent fighting, for thousands of years peace has reigned over the island, but not for long, what is this place?
It had all started when a restless god thirsted for the screams and blood of war, it was he who sent the fragile island into war, it was he who started it all. His sisters, goddesses, failed to see the hell he envisioned for the island and before they could stop him, Baltazar had launched a war that would send Feng into despair. He was the puppet master of this war, every horse of the Ibatrum alliance bowed to him, he held the strings, and they did as he pleased. This war went on for two hundred long years, and it seemed that Baltazar would win, but the two sisters banded together and created an army greater than the Ibatrum could ever conquer, the new soldiers in this army were not weary from the constant war, and had no problem defeating the war tired soldiers of the Ibatrum, and the two sisters trapped Baltazar, the goddess of Anor banished her brother to wander the rest of the world for ever, and sealed Feng off from him. Slowly things turned back to normal, and the ferocity of the Ibatrum cooled without the constant intrusion of Baltazar, and the sister who was the god of the Indane took over the Ibatrum, but the once blood hungry alliance was not what it once was.
But rumor has it that the troublesome god has returned to the island, and a new breath of life spreads its way through the ranks of the Ibatrum, and now another war is starting, but this time, the banished god thought he'd spice it up and take the form of his sisters, and fed lies to their alliances as well, tensions are rising, blood is waiting to spill, Feng has not seen war in thousands of years, but it's well over due. Will this war be better than the very last? What side do you take? Will you make it through, or will you die for a noble cause? The choice is yours.
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