Long ago, in an age before ages, steel and magic ruled a land now long since vanished. It was a time of city-states, and petty fiefdoms. A time of kings and conquers. A time of fell magic, dark monsters, and inhuman desires. It was a time... of Legends!
The city-state of Thuluna, known for its many temples to a plethora of gods, sits in a veritable land of plenty. The fertile fields that surround the great settlement are bountiful indeed, as are the rivers and lakes that dot them. But, where there is bounty, there will always be those seeking to take it. Be they silver-tongued ambassadors from the few neighboring nations to the east, savage raiders from the western wastes, or even yet unseen enemies from beyond the northern mountains and southern ocean, the land of Queen Titanya has no shortage of enemies.
Yet, all is not lost for Thuluna. For, while their army is not large, the royal family is wise in both politics, and the ways of war. Particularly, in keeping their true strength hidden. That was what the Queen told her many children, at least; some of whom took it as a cue. So it was that Nuru, youngest of the Queen's many children, and just recently proclaimed a woman, found herself being lead through the lower tunnels of the royal palace by her eldest sister, Kaylora.
The only light that illuminated the stone passageways was given off by the torch Her sister held, and Nuru had to trot to keep up with her sibling's longer stride. Kaylora took after their mother far more than Nuru did; being tall and possessed of long, shapely legs, and flowing black tresses that made her almost disappear in the shadows, if not for the torch she held. "Come on, Nuru, keep up. We're almost there," Kaylora commanded.
[Alright, first post is up. Go ahead and give a brief description of Nuru for anyone else who might want to read this story.]
The city-state of Thuluna, known for its many temples to a plethora of gods, sits in a veritable land of plenty. The fertile fields that surround the great settlement are bountiful indeed, as are the rivers and lakes that dot them. But, where there is bounty, there will always be those seeking to take it. Be they silver-tongued ambassadors from the few neighboring nations to the east, savage raiders from the western wastes, or even yet unseen enemies from beyond the northern mountains and southern ocean, the land of Queen Titanya has no shortage of enemies.
Yet, all is not lost for Thuluna. For, while their army is not large, the royal family is wise in both politics, and the ways of war. Particularly, in keeping their true strength hidden. That was what the Queen told her many children, at least; some of whom took it as a cue. So it was that Nuru, youngest of the Queen's many children, and just recently proclaimed a woman, found herself being lead through the lower tunnels of the royal palace by her eldest sister, Kaylora.
The only light that illuminated the stone passageways was given off by the torch Her sister held, and Nuru had to trot to keep up with her sibling's longer stride. Kaylora took after their mother far more than Nuru did; being tall and possessed of long, shapely legs, and flowing black tresses that made her almost disappear in the shadows, if not for the torch she held. "Come on, Nuru, keep up. We're almost there," Kaylora commanded.
[Alright, first post is up. Go ahead and give a brief description of Nuru for anyone else who might want to read this story.]