Mrs. Fantastic's House

Name: Cessril Kiryas

Dominant Personality Trait (Trait others see most):  His overwhelming cynicism.  He sees the world for what it is, and nothing more.

Other characteristics:Is often sarcastic and biting.

Age:20

Race (human, elf, etc.):elf

Social status (slave, nobility, etc.):assassin/ out of the normal social quo

Religion:elven religion(explained later)

Role in story (protagonist, antagonist, etc): protagonist

Conflict:Fight to save the world; would rather not be helping the protagonists

History and important past experiences:  His life growing up with the elven assassins

Hair color, texture, and length:black hair,coarse, somewhat long

Skin color:white

Eye color:yellowgreen

Normal style of dress:elven assassin armor

Special talents:Extremely skilled with a sword

Normal, everyday talents (ex: singing, etc):as with most elves, wonderful singing voice

 

Name:Hannah (no last name)

Meaning of Name (if meaningful):It is the name a famous thief in history used.

Dominant Personality Trait (Trait others see most):  Cares more about gold than anything else.

Other characteristics:Left her home when she was young, this has made her somewhat cynical

Age:15

Race (human, elf, etc.): human

Social status (slave, nobility, etc.):thief

Religion:none

Role in story (protagonist, antagonist, etc): protagonist

Conflict:Fight to save world; her past

History and important past experiences: left her house when she was young, grew up on streets(more explained in story)

Hair color, texture, and length:long brown hair in a ponytail

Skin color: white

Eye color:grey

Normal style of dress: whatever she can manage

Special talents:  Is an amazing thief

Name:Diana GoldTree

Dominant Personality Trait (Trait others see most): Optimism and Hope

Other characteristics:

Parents and circumstances of birth:James and Maria GoldTree.  She was born like most other babies in Lucaria.

Age:17

Race (human, elf, etc.):Human

Social status (slave, nobility, etc.):nobility

Religion:None

Role in story (protagonist, antagonist, etc): protagonist

Conflict:The overwhelmingly sucky world she lives in begining to wear at her optimism; the fight to restore the world

Name of Partner (Spouse, lover, etc.):n/a yet....

Number of Siblings and names:0

History and important past experiences:Her training in the Nyghtmage academy, which ultmately shielded her from the reality she lives in.

Hair color, texture, and length:Long, soft black hair

Skin color:white

Eye color: blue

Normal style of dress:  The Nyghtmage female uniform

Special talents:  Is the only one her can use Purify meteor shards

Normal, everyday talents (ex: singing, etc):  She is an excellent cook, despite her parents not wanting her to pursue this hobby.

 

 

 

Name: Nathanial LeCount

Dominant Personality Trait (Trait others see most):  He has an expert knowledge on the world.  He likes to point out random facts about the area they are in.

Other characteristics:  He is really quite depressed inside due to events from his childhood, and tries to cover them up with knowledge

Parents :Melanie and Patrick LeCount

Age:17

Race (human, elf, etc.): Human

Social status (slave, nobility, etc.):mayor's son

Religion:None

Role in story (protagonist, antagonist, etc):  protagonist

Conflict:The fight to save the world; battling with certain inner demons...

Name of Partner (Spouse, lover, etc.):n/a

Number of Siblings and names:0

History and important past experiences: some events during his childhood

Hair color, texture, and length: white hair that sticks up in rather odd places

Skin color:white

Eye color:light blue

Normal style of dress:the robes of Kygam inhabitants

Special talents: Kygam, the magic substitute

Normal, everyday talents (ex: singing, etc):He is great at painting.

Diana GoldTree

 

 

Nathanial LeCount

Cessril Kiryas

Hannah

 

Lovingly rendered by Anime Character Maker 2 on Kongregate.

    I ran down the path to the ruined castle.  The scream still echoed through the branches of the barren trees surrounding me.  Stepping over the overflowing green river, I found myself in the abandoned entry hall of the castle.  Another scream rang from the grand doorway in front of me.  I ran towards the black void of the door, when an odd noise came from it.  
     It was a buzzing not unlike one would hear from a swarm of bees.  Suddenly, the door slammed shut, and the breeze stopped.  The river behind me ceased to flow.  Time had ceased to flow, all around me, yet I was unaffected.  I tried to cross the river, as I was curious as to what would happen, and was thrown back.  A barrier seemed to exist around the castle now as well.
   Resigning myself to the task, I began to walk down the hallway to my right.  From the decor I was glimpsing through the open doorways, it seemed that this hallway led towards the servants' quarters.  I entered the doorway at the end of the hallway curious as to why it appeared to be lit from within.  
     It appeared to be the old kitchen.  This room was far less destroyed then the other, and it appeared that someone had been staying here.  I noticed a journal lying on the counter.  To curious to resist, I walked over to read it.
        
   
   Shrugging of the strange log, I decided to leave the room.  Before I reached it, I remembered why I came into this room.  The odd source of illumination was yet to be found.  Looking around, I noticed the light was emanating from a clear, translucent crystal lying on the floor.  It looked oddly like the one within my bag, only a pure white color rather than an entire spectrum.
   I placed the crystal within my pack and decided to explore the other hallway leading off of the entrance hall.  Figuring the doorway at the end would be the library, I made the surprisingly long trek to it.  It appeared that this hallway was housing the former royal family's living quarters.  I entered the library and my eyes were immediately drawn to the enormous bloodstain on the velvety carpet.  A small book was lying in the bloody mess.  I walked over and examined it.  The cover read A Comprehensive History of the Kingdom of Bia.  Curious I began to read the ending of the book, which was the only part not stained by blood.
 

     Magic!  I had only heard legends about the legendary power to control the elements.  This could possibly be what has me trapped within the castle, delaying my departure to find my parents.  I needed to go and examine that bedroom now.
  Walking back to the entrance hall, I noticed that one of the doors was strangely unmarred and not warped by time and the elements it has been exposed to; details so small, that in passing, they would be ignored.  Figuring that this must be the preserved bedroom, I decided to enter it.
   The room was strangely warm compared to the rest of the castle's chilly halls.  The carpet was red and not damaged in the least.  The walls had a pale blue paint covering them, and the ceiling was painted dark blue with white stars, looking far to realistically like the night sky.
   Dominating a large part of the floor was a glowing circle filled with strange symbols.  It was pulsing with a pure white light, and that odd buzzing noise was emitting from it.  I felt a strange vibration from my bag.  Remembering the crystal I picked up earlier, I pulled it out of my bag.  It was glowing with the same light as the circle and every time it let off a pulse of light the crystal responded with a sharp vibration.
    Cautiously, I moved closer to the circle, crystal in hand.  The closer I moved, the stronger the crystals reaction became.  It began to grow hot, almost too hot to hold.  The light coming from it began to grow brighter.  Holding my breath and hoping for the best, I placed the crystal withing the circle and hurriedly backed away.
    Just like when I entered the castle, a buzzing noise filled my ears.  The circle's light began to increase in intensity, forcing me to close my eyes.  Suddenly, a shattering sound surrounded me, and it was all over.
   I opened my eyes and noticed the circle had disappeared.  The crystal was still lying there, slightly brighter than before.  I had no sooner picked it back up, when I heard another scream echo through the gloom.  I rushed back to the entry hall, noticing that the river was running again.  Whatever that crystal did, it must have broken whatever was stopping time.
    The door between this room and what would traditionally be the throne room stood between whomever, whatever was creating those noises.  I was suddenly more afraid of that door than anything else in the world.  It felt as though evil was emitting from the door in waves.  Taking a deep breath, I mustered my courage and opened the door.
     The throne room could no longer be considered as such.  The room was devoid of all opulence it could once have harbored.  The throne was a dark stone slab, the walls ran with murky water, and the floor was hard dark rock.   The ceiling had a large hole in it, through which fog was leaking into the room.  Yet the most striking feature was the person and creature standing in the center.  
      The creature, I can only describe as a humongous mix between a bear and a wolf.  It was jet black, though the black had an almost viscous look to it.
     The person wore a long blue robe.  He had white hair that stuck up in odd places and had a pair of dented glasses resting on his nose.  Other than that he looked average in every way, except what he was doing with the fog.
    He was pulling it towards himself and shaping it into a ball.  He then muttered a few words and it froze into a giant ball of ice.  He made it fly at the beast, but it barely fazed the creature.  The creature struck out, and the person flew backwards into the wall.  A sick thud reverberated through the room and the boy crumpled to the ground.  The creature had an almost triumphant look on its face as it moved in towards its prize.
     Diana hurried to move in front of the unconscious boy.  She threw her sword up in front of her, though it seemed to do no damage to the beast.  The monster left a trail of slime on Diana's sword, and remembering the pit near her house, Diana tried to recall how she won.  She only drew a blank.
    The white stone in her bag began to glow white and a trail of light began to snake up her arm and sword.  A though flashed through her mind, and her sword began to glow white as well.  She suddenly felt an odd presence take control of her body, and blurted out a random word.
    "PURITY!"
     Against her will, her sword slashed at the beast, and cut through its hide.  White cracks began to spread from the cut, and it began to shatter.  Suddenly it exploded into a pale white dust.
     On the ground, hidden in the pile of dust was a small rainbow crystal.  Remembering what happened at her house, Diana picked up the crystal.  Like at her house, the crystal began to glow with intense light.  It blinded her for a brief moment and then subsided.
    The room around her now resembled a normal ruin.  The throne was faded red velvet now, the walls normal stone, and the floor had carpet now.  The air was clean, and plant life was growing in the ruins.

 

It is technically tommorow :P

     Diana crouched close to the ground as a horrible rumbling began to shake the earth. Cracks began to form in the ground around her and many of the small shrubs that had managed to survive, fell into them. Suddenly, as abruptly as the tremors had started, a white light filled the air, blinding her. Then, just as quickly, the white light became infused with a rainbow glow, akin to the one the comet had created on the night before this had all began. The tremors increased in intensity, and with her vision limited by the blinding light, Diana began to fear for her life.

      Then, almost as quickly as they had appeared, the light and tremors disappeared. Diana rose to her feet and brushed herself off, but then, as she looked up, she gasped, her house was restored. Not only had it been restored to its former grandeur, it had been improved tenfold. The gardens around the house that had never been able to support more than a few weeds were now lush and filled with life. The streams and fountains surrounding her house that had dried out long ago were now filled with water. The air, once stagnant and dusty, was now clean and pure.

      The comet shard sat neatly on the top of the house's steps, now gleaming with the same light that had filled the air only moments ago. Diana walked over to it, and picked it up.  The crystal was smooth and cool and it had an odd dampness to it that could not be explained.  It was oddly light for its size and after it yielded no odd effects, Diana put it in her bag.

     Diana walked around her house yet again, though it was restored, and everything seemed more alive than it ever had before, an empty void still loomed inside. Her parents were still missing. No matter how hard Diana tried to believe they were safe, a feeling of despair kept rising within her. If pieces of the comet had fallen all over the world, then nowhere would be safe. Her parents could never have found a haven in time. Unless...

      Lucaria, the city home to the holy Nyghtmages. She was one of them, maybe that was what had allowed her to survive that fragments attack. Especially since the school's master and her mentor, Matthew, was there for the festival. Grabbing some of her possessions, a few potions, and some food left in the kitchen from the party last night, Diana shoved it all into her bag. She glanced at her house one last time as she ran out the door, and bid it farewell. Soon the house was far behind her. She was on her way to Lucaria.

     Diana had long left the circle of life that had surrounded her house. All around her it seemed the world that had once been normal to her, was now dead and barren. She was sure that once she reached Lucaria, the scholars there could help her determine what had caused the comet to crash, and what it had done to her house. Soon she reached the part of her journey she had been dreading, the forest containing the Bia Ruins.

     All children had learned about the Bia Ruins when they were young. The story of the greedy kingdom of Fortaria's pointless war, all of which ended in a drastic cataclysm which destroyed all settlements created before then, and left few survivors. To many the ruins were a symbol of hope, as they contained signs of technology much greater than their own. Every time the scholars had tried to recreate it however, it ended in failure.

     Today the woods seemed especially dark and brooding. Any leaves that had once resided on the trees were gone, and the path ahead seemed as if no sunlight reached it anyway. Diana began to walk down the path leading through the forest. As she approached the ruins, a feeling of dread began to creep upon her. Suddenly, as she stepped directly in front of the path to the ruins, a scream rang out. Diana glanced mournfully at the path leading out of the forest, then darted down the path to the ruins.

 

And so ends my rewrites and brings us up to the current section i am writing.  Should be posted in a day. :)

     The aftermath of the meteor's shower was stuck in elf Cessril Kiryas's head. The memory of the impact, the death of his kin, and the death of the king, kept repeating in his mind.  Yet, even as these memories kept playing, a stronger desire was forcing him forward. The darkness was slowly advancing behind him, and he hoped that if he could escape the forest, and retreat into the sun, he could find a place untouched by the evil, and discover a way to restore his homeland.

     He could see the entrance to the forest, slowly getting closer. His lungs burned with the acrid odor the smoky tendrils the darkness was producing, and his legs burned with the effort of running since midnight.  Suddenly he burst into the clear, fresh air outside the forest. His heart soared with joy, in the hopes that some of the elves who lived on the outskirts of the forest would have survived.  None of the tiny farming villages that used to stand around the outskirts of the forest remained. Monsters had ravaged them utterly. No living creature remained in the destruction before him. Cessril readied his weapon, and began to sneak forward.

     Hannah woke from the fitful sleep she had fallen into the night before. She felt oddly refreshed, even though all night she had been having odd dreams full of horrible monsters echoing the sounds she had heard coming from above the pit she was in.  Sunlight was now illuminating the room she was in, and the treasure that was so tempting the night before seemed trivial to her now. Her mission was over, she had failed, and now, it was time for her to escape.  Thankfully, a small corridor existed to the side of the room. Though it was not nearly as cavernous as the room she was currently in, it appeared big enough for her to slip out through. Hopefully, whatever was making those noises above her had not found its way into the tunnel.

     The tunnel showed large signs of disuse. Hannah prayed that it had truly been forgotten. She had not come all this way just to get caught by the owners of this treasure trove.  Suddenly, sunlight pierced the darkness and the opening of the cave appeared above her in an almost vertical shaft. Small niches were periodically spaced along the shafts wall, so the climb wouldn't be that hard.  As she neared the top, the sunlight was abruptly cut off. She looked up only to see odd tentacles of darkness extending down the shaft. She hurriedly climbed down the wall and dropped the last few feet to the ground.

     Searching for another route, she found another side tunnel, and began to run down it. Pulling out a crystal, she whispered the spell to activate it and as it began to glow and illuminate the tunnel, Hannah prayed that there was another exit.

 

 Thanks to Pere for the elf's name and according to him it is pronounced sess-rill k-eer-ee-yaz!  Also Giana is prounounced Guy-Anna...

     "Blast! Why can I not see any of Lucaria? Nothing should be able to block this crystal's sight! What is happening today?”

    LeCount paced around the ruins of Kygam's magic school, wondering why the crystal was dark. During his pacing, he began to reflect back onto what had happened that day.  After he had escaped from the comets path, he hiked back to Kygam. Upon arriving, he walked through the town, searching for any survivors. after searching for hours, and finding no one, the sun began to set.  As he walked to his house, the sun completely set. As the last rays disappeared over the horizon, monsters began to emerge from the building.   At first they were little creature, monster rats and snakes. Then, as it got progressively darker, more creatures emerged. When a large group of monsters began to attack him, LeCount dodged into the magic school. 

  As with every other building, it was all but destroyed in the comet. The main classroom was still in a rather good condition, so he ducked in there and sealed the door with magic.  Now the monsters were painfully close to braking into the room, and he could not contact anyone with the crystal. The teleporters had been all but destroyed in the meteor shower. LeCount started chanting a spell to create an impromptu teleport with the last of his remaining magic. The symbol marking the teleport appeared in front of LeCount soon after.

  With his magic exhausted, LeCount's seal on the door failed and the door exploded into a thousand pieces under the monsters' attacks. Nathaniel judged the distance between the monsters and himself, and jumped into the teleport. As the portal closed behind him, he realized. He hadn't set a destination.

   The deep darkness that had encompassed her whole being began to retreat. As thoughts began to flow back into her confused mind, one stood above them all.

   "Mother," she managed to choke out, "Father, where are you."

   Her eyes opened and slowly she got to her feet. She brushed off her slightly tattered uniform, and turned to face her house. She almost fell back to her knees at the carnage before her. Where once her magnificent house had stood, full of life and happiness, now stood a large crater. She limped over to the pit and stared in. A large black crystal, that glimmered with an evil luster lay at the bottom. Foul tendrils of a black slime were extending and slowly inching their way up the pit wall.

   Diane finally became aware of a swishing sound she had been hearing for several minutes. She turned to face the way to Lucaria. A large winged beast was directly behind her. The jolt made Diane take a step back. Her foot failed to meet ground and instead found thin air. Her balance lost, Diane began to plummet into the pit, the crystal getting closer by the second. As if sensing her, the slime began to inch its way inward, reaching for her.

   Diane braced herself as the slime was suddenly upon her. A strange stillness surrounded her in the pitch darkness that was the strange goo that destroyed her home. Her feelings went first, the sorrow of losing her parents, the fear of what was happening, it all melted away. Then went her thoughts, all conscious left her, suspended in a void of nothingness. They began to be replaced by anger, hatred, and death. Resigning herself to her fate, she closed her eyes and began to lose consciousness.

   Suddenly a thought pierced the darkness that was engulfing her. The serenity that she had felt, thinking of how she would save so many people by becoming a Nyghtmage. Protecting her friends and her family from the monsters that lived in their world. The love she felt for her people, ones she had known all her life. Everything came rushing back to her at once. A brilliant white light began to emanate from her body. The muck began to change color, first the dazzling rainbow of the comet, then, a pure white. The sludge began to retreat back into the shard of the comet, and suddenly it was gone.

 

   Diane lay on the ground looking at the sky. She glanced over at the meteor shard. Before her eyes, it was shrinking. It stopped when it was around the size of her hand. She walked over to it and picked it up. As it touched the palm of her hand, it suddenly flared up a bright rainbow light, and ejected her out of the crater.

 

Yes, the comet does cause people to turn into monsters.  Just wanted to clear that up before it was asked. 

   "Why must I have been chosen to be part of the ambassador group from Kygam, and on tonight of all nights, the festivities are going to be miserable. I hate crowds," thought LeCount as the small group trekked though the snow.
   "LeCount, the comet! It's so close now... This isn't natural."
   The comet, normally a small sphere in the sky, was growing larger and larger by the second. The group reached the top of the next hill and were shocked, directly underneath the comet was Lucaria.
   "No! This is not good ," gasped LeCount. "E..Everyone, run as far from here as you can!"
  The group scattered, trying their hardest to escape from what would be destroyed by the impact. LeCount could barely see his home, Kygam, in the distance. It was still cloaked in the innocence of the evening's festivities.
  "Why has no one else noticed, why is this happening?"
  LeCount began to run to the town to warn everyone, but as he broke into a jog jog, an deafening rumble, followed by an explosion rocked the land around him. Giant pieces of jet-black stone began to rain down upon Kygam, destroying the small town.
  "No. This can't be happening," choked out LeCount, "No..."

   The setting sun mixed with the light of the comet shone through the crystals hung in the trees making a wonderful rainbow of glittering light that lit up the forest. Slowly elves began to appear out of their homes hidden amongst the trees. The festival had begun.

   One group held back though. They were a group of the elven elite. They were the King's Assassins. Should anything happen, they were poised to strike and eliminate any threat to their King. Though they longed to join in on the festivities, they were trained to block out any distraction.

   Through the thick veil of leaves, that was pierced only through the light reflected from the crystal placed, no one noticed the beams slowly intensifying.

   An unnatural wind began to whistle through the forest, intensifying to the point that the upper leaves were whipping around and flying off. The wind blew off the top layer of crystals and the forest became dark.

   This darkness was short lived, as soon enough of the branches had been torn off to show the horrifying scene above them.

   The comet, usually so beautiful, was scarred and with black light coming off of its opulent surface. It was oddly close to the ground, and small chunks were beginning to fly off of it.

   One chunk landed near the foot of one of the assassins. Slowly the light began to wrap around his foot. He tried to pull it away, destroy it with his dagger. Nothing worked. Suddenly he was gone.

   In his place stood a serpentine monster. The monster reared up and scattered the rest of the group in one swift blow.

   More and more chunks of the meteor fell from the sky. As the elves scattered trying to escape from this threat, an explosion racked the air.

   A large piece of crystal, dark as a raven's feathers, fell near the king. One of the remaining assassins ran toward him, trying to save him. He realized it was futile, as more and more meteor shards fell in his way. His last vision as the darkness engulfed him was the forest being engulfed in a garish darkness, intensified by the crystals that had earlier been hung to highlight a day of wonderful cheer.

 

 

  Hannah hoisted her lithe agile body over the ledge of the dungeon wall. She slowly latched a hook into a small crevasse on the wall and using the rope attached to it, descended slowly into the darkness below.

Of course, tonight it wasn't really darkness. Thanks to the comet overhead, the pier below her sparkled with a wonderful magnificence, the light reflecting off of the jewels. Her eyes glimmered with the lust for money inspired by her voracious greed.

   The light began to intensify, and her heart began to pound with excitement. A loud noise echoed through the air, and suddenly she was falling through space. Her hook had come loose. She barely landed on her feet, and her knees buckled beneath her. The light faded completely, trapping her in a choking darkness.

    Strange calls, unlike any animal she had ever heard, began to ring out from the darkness amidst a symphony of explosions. She closed her eyes, sat down, and slowly began to breath, accepting her judgment would come soon.

 

The other 3 main characters :P

      Sleep, a deep reprieve from the harshness of the world. Only more so in this world. People must work hard everyday, not only to make a living, but to survive the brutal monster attacks that occur everyday. Elite forces were soon created so to guard from these attacks. The magicians of Kygam, The Nyghtmages of Lucaria, the Elven Assassins of Lucaria, and the Elite Guards of Giana. Overtime, the need for this protection became so great that many people moved to these cities. Whole villages became abandoned, trades routes forgotten, ruins infested with monsters or bandits. The world began to enter a state of decay, water became brown and dirty, the air became stagnant, the soil was not fertile anymore. That is the state the world is in when our story begins.

      All the festivities going on downstairs in the ballroom meant nothing to Diane. She was home. She walked into her old room, just as she had left it, and sat on her bed. She had danced to the orchestra her parents had hired earlier, and flirted accordingly with some of the male guests. Throughout the evening though, she simply longed to return to her room and curling up in her soft bed. All the thoughts whirling around in her mind mixed with the rainbow light coming off of the comet, the source of all the festivities, soon sent her into a deep, wonderful sleep.
A piercing scream pulled Diane out of sleep and an earth-shattering explosion soon followed. Diane jumped out of bed and ran out onto the grand staircase. The lights had been knocked of the walls and the glow of the comet was gone. Suddenly her mother appeared in front of her holding a flickering candle, that barely illuminated the room.
     "Diana! Thank god you weren't hurt!"
     "Why, what's going on?"
     "The Comet. It fell. We're heading to Lucaria, and we have to move quickly."
     "Let me grab my bag, I'll be right behind."
     "Hurry, but promise me you will stay safe until then."

     “I promise mom, I love you.”

     “Love you too honey.”

     Diane ran into her room and grabbed her bag, along with her Nyghtmage sword. As she rand down the staircase, another quake rattled the house. She barely made it off the stairway before it collapsed behind her. Tearing the door open in front of her, she ran towards the path leading to Lucaria. Another rumble racked the earth and she barely had time to realize that it was also coming from the air. Everything became black as another explosion occurred behind her. Everything became black as another explosion hurtled her into the void of unconsciousness.

 

Say hello to our main character :)

     Kingdoms crumble, leaders fall, but one thing was always constant, and it was magic, or so it appeared. After the Kingdom of Biadeca fell to the Empire of the Holy Sword, Fortaris, four great heroes appeared to right the world's wrongs. One of the heroes was the world's first true Magician in two thousand years. The heroes discovered an evil spirit possessed the Emperor of Fortaris. After the heroes defeated the spirit in a battle in which magic was disastrously unleashed ,the world was utterly changed. The survivors rebuilt the world founding the kingdoms of Giandial, Lutaria, Laurania, Ortair, and Lucaria. The magician formed all of the magic into a comet, making it so that in two thousand five hundred years, when he hoped the world would be ready to carry the burden of magic, it would return to the planet. He then settled in the territory of Kygam where he taught pupils the fake magic of kygam.

 

 

So, if you used to read the gazette you will remember the story I was writing and publising chapter by chapter.  Well, I decided to rewrite it and post it on my blog.  Hopefully you all enjoy reading the rewritten chapters and I look forward to posting the new chapters I have been working on. Have fun reading the Giana Chronicles.  Feel free to leave comments on how I can improve my writing, as I am entirely open to advice as I wish to improve.  

I have always been interested in making quests centered around going into the past to change an event in a persons life that lead to their untimely death, or some horrible event that scared their life and the future.  So, expect to see some quests  like that popping up soon.

 Autumn has come to Ratre Island.  The water has begun to return to managable levels, and, as several trees in Ratre Forest have begun to die, another hidden teleporter is uncovered.  The dead trees are being removed currently, and the teleport will be open in a few days.

Long ago, there was an island that floated in the sky.  It was created and goverened by five deities. They were Lonoa, goddess of water and hope,  Kagastad, god of fire and destruction, Aslelia, goddess of wind and freeedom, and Minotia, god of earth and rebirth.  They too were ruled by Eoau, deity of balance and life.

All lived in peace and happiness until one night the  island was enveloped in a darkening storm.  All stayed inside for three days while it ravaged the island.  When it finally broke, they emerged only to find that the temple of Eoau was gone.

 Now without balance, war has broken out between the four deities and their disciples.  You play as one of the last descendants of the Priests of Eaou.  

Stop the threat of the fire goblins.

 

In Ratre Island's latest update, the rising threat of fire goblins in summe land is revealed.  You are the only one standing between peace, and goblin domination.  Go, stop them, nothings stopping you.

 

Quest by Peregrinfig

Ratre Island's first seasonal area is now open.

 

The water level around Ratre Island has lowered in the summer heat, and now, a hidden teleporter has been discovered.  Go through it and enter the Land of Summe.

 

Tommorow my goal is to finish building maps.

 

Cheers and Happy Exploring

~Ratre Island Management