Post by Destiny on May 3, 2009 23:21:20 GMT 5.5
In years past and ages unknown, a great evil ruled the lands, a spirit by the name of Mortia who was renown for her beauty and for her power, a woman both unencumbered by a conscience or by a person to restrain her. She gathered minions, mainly by forcing into servitude every free spirit of the world. When her tyranny got to a limit that could not be endured, Raffelia, sorceress from the West, rose against her, and captured her in her native homelands.
A month or so from the present day and age, a foolish sorcerer's apprentice decided to get ahead of his master. How many mistakes improper ambition leads us to! Had he waited, perhaps, he might have been a powerful sorcerer by his own right once he was a little older. But the boy is long dead, and his master is haunted by guilt, though little is known of either, and the great spirit of the east, Mortia, as well as most of her minions, are released and free to gain dominion once more over the world.
A month or so from the present day and age, a foolish sorcerer's apprentice decided to get ahead of his master. How many mistakes improper ambition leads us to! Had he waited, perhaps, he might have been a powerful sorcerer by his own right once he was a little older. But the boy is long dead, and his master is haunted by guilt, though little is known of either, and the great spirit of the east, Mortia, as well as most of her minions, are released and free to gain dominion once more over the world.
