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Post by ldb on Aug 9, 2009 16:56:55 GMT -6
last dying breath,
a realistic wolf rpg.
Welcome to Pangaea. Approximately 250 million years ago, Earth was thriving with life. Animals and plants were beautiful as ever, untouched and unaffected by humans, who have not yet been brought to Earth. Pangaea is a supercontinent, containing all of Earth's seven contintents in one giant landmass, the single huge ocean surrounding it known as Panthalassa. The land is diverse and strange in many ways, especially with the creatures that live on it. Ranging from mountains to tundras to beaches, Pangaea seems to have it all for the wolves that dominantly rule the lands, their numbers high and still rising. Pack tradition in wolves is seeming to alter already. There was once only three packs that dated back to long before, started many years before these wolves came. They all followed traditional and the Law of the Putnar, never changing anything. They told stories of Tor and Fenris, their beloved Gods, and of Wolfbane, the Evil One, the cause of all nightmares in this land. But now.. a new pack has risen. A rebellion of sorts, Kyruh listens to no other pack and will allow anyone in. They are a strange pack of misfits and outcasts, wolves that would never fit in with the rest of society under normal circumstances. No one seems to like this new pack but the wolves in it... for them, it is a sanctuary, a place where they fit in for once. But is fitting in really worth the war arising, the rumours spreading? Why can't everyone just get along? - - - - - - - -As well as our main plot, a new site-wide mini-plot has been set into place. :3 Here's a look at it: You step just outside your territory and gaze out across the wide open spaces. With warm sand between your claws, you begin walking across the miles and miles of grain – the wind picks up, buffeting your fur and covering it in sand. But you don’t care – the thoughts and ideas that tempt you are much too powerful for you to turn back now. If you are a Dragga or Drappa, if you find the legend that awaits you in the center of the oasis, it would make you the most powerful, most respected and feared of all wolves. If you are a Sikla, you will finally find the respect and admiration you’ve always deserved with such powers. Anything in between will only further you up the scale and make you much more intimidating; others aren’t too likely to make enemies of you unless they’re really that brave – and stupid. But it’s only a legend, is it not? A rumour that’s been going on for ages? Well, obviously it’s more than just a legend now. It’s a contest. A race. A race to be the first to find the treasured power that lies in the center of these treacherous sand dunes. Seeming nothing but perilous and useless before, the desert is anything but that now – chasing after myths, wolves from all packs and traditions have been trying to reach the silvery blue pool in the middle. Looking almost solid, it’s so deep you cannot see through it to the bottom. What is it? As far as legends go, it isn’t just some strange pool of water tainted with poison, so it seems. No, it’s a pool of life – immortality. Whether or not it is really true is a mystery – but curiosity and impulse are two powerful emotions… and when put together like this, they’re nothing but dangerous. Better get there fast or consider yourself doomed… If you could live forever, what would you do with it? HOME ! ~ RULES ! ~ ADVERTISE ! ~ AFFILIATE !
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