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Broken Moon Epilogue - Who Won in Broken Moon? Broken Moon Epilogue
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It was a cloudy day on the shores of Coastilli, as the orange sky broke free in parts to shine down beams of putrid light on the remains of the world below. The war camps of The Queen of the dead were dim and dreary, quiet and bleak. There was no talking, no fighting, the simple and serene sound of silence was all that was heard.
That was, until they appeared.
First there was the thunderous sound of feet. A slow pace of two steps following each other. Thud.... Thud.... Thud.
From the forest it was coming, and the guards turned their attention that way, preparing their weapons but remaining silent and still. Slowly as the tree-line broke, an immense being stepped forward into the clearing. Some of the queen's forces dropped their weapons, some shook at the power of the being before them. There was a moment of deep silence before anyone worked up the courage to approach.
The TOI Housing System TOI HOUSING
Welcome to the housing market! If you have the tokens, you can come to move your characters to another part of Asteros, buy homes that you can customize and construct, or upgrade existing houses with new rooms and facilities.
The housing system is simple, in each city across Asteros (and later the whole realm) different house types are available to suit the need of your growing team. Some may wish for a small house, some may want a larger one.
HOUSING SYSTEM INFO:
1) You do not require a house to participate in TOI, its a benefit purely for those who desire it.
2) Your team may only possess one house, regardless of how many tokens you have. However, your Infinium Apartment is allocated for guild participation. If you are a guild member you may keep a house, and an Infinium Apartment.
3) Houses can only be upgraded as far as the upgrade limit allows, some buildings have unlimited upgrade limits but will cost more
Event 6 Wrap-up: Part 2/2Alabastar gracefully crossed the burning rooftops of Coastilli, Embers jetted up left and right as the buildings began to crumble.
"Im glad im insured." He laughed hopping down into the street, as the battles raged on behind him. He had escaped unchained and without pursuit. He was feeling fairly good about himself, until without warning an object crashed into his back, thrusting him to the ground.
It was a large proctors shield, one of its kind.
"Leavin' without sayin' goodbye is rude, Chappie." Kalvan said, emerging from an engulfed building in the distance.
"Ah... the mighty Proctor Kalvan." Alabastar cackled again. "I was wondering when you were going to be catching up with me." He stood up, dusted himself off and stared the Lop down. "Here to take me in I suppose?"
"Ye' got that right." Kalvan said, grabbing a pair of paw-cuffs from his belt. "Yer under arrest for the kidnapping and attempted regicide o'
Event 6 Wrap-up: Part 1/2"So its all over then?"
"Isabella is back in town?"
"Can you say anything other than Yup?"
Malore's eyes lit up with fire at Wilhelm, as clearly he was ignoring her. She didn't want to be there anymore than he wanted her to be, but Everett wanted her input on the addition of the invasion of Coastilli into the Encyclopedia Infinium. The Nocturnes were waiting with their quills at the ready and they had hardly begun their work in the hours since the news came back from the western coast.
"Why are you always so cross with me, administrator?" Malore asked her counterpart, attempting to compliment his position to the best of her abilities.
"I hate you, I'm sorry if that wasn't clear." Wilhelm sighed, continuing to doodle on some blank papers on his desk.
The kit arched her back elegantly. "HATE is a strong word, administrator. That's hardly a way to address a lady."
Wilhelm snickered quietly, but made no other attempts to respond to this.
Xenoco Species Journal
Meet the Xenoco, a mysterious being from another planet entirely. The Xenoco came to our realm for unknown reasons, but apparently mean us no harm. These strange beings differ from average species of Zinilia in many ways. First and foremost, Xenoco are genderless (those in our world tend to identify with whatever gender they themselves prefer). Where as most creatures of the realm have two ears, the Xenoco have Six. They possess no earlobes, and their ears can be thought of more as antennae. The Xenoco are a very perceptive species and can easily detect prey and predators within their general area. This species also has a unique tail, with a special ability that allows them to create portals between places. Unlike the Imp's Nexus ability, the Xenoco portals are short range only, and even with amplification their portals are one way only. Careful use
Orders of Asteros: The Cult of Ash The Orders of Asteros are unofficial organizations, groups of individuals that have earned some sort of renown, or ancient groups that existed before the Guilds Association existed. These orders aren't taking members officially but you may use them for backstory and lore
The Cult of Ash
The Cult of Ash is an order of Anarchist mages that are mysterious and secretive. Not much is known about them save for their history.
The Cult was born in the closing years of the Great Enslavement, when Sil'dara caused all species in the realm to become both magical and immortally ageless. Once the soul wielders of Anarchist magic, the Draygoons trademark ability was shared equally with all species, against their will. As Anarchist magic was instrumental in the Ancient Black Draygoons defeat and the overthrowing of the Ashborn Draygoons, it was accepted as a magical art with the founding of the Scholary a few centuries later. However the Anarchi
Orders of Asteros: The Traditionalists The Orders of Asteros are unofficial organizations, groups of individuals that have earned some sort of renown, or ancient groups that existed before the Guilds Association existed. These orders aren't taking members officially but you may use them for backstory and lore
The legacy of the Traditionalist Order (sometimes referred to as the Order of the Ancient Way) is as old as Asteros itself. It was founded after the fall of the Ancient Black Draygoons, and more specifically in the name of Ashwing herself. Traditionalist Draygoons believe what the Ashborn believed to be their destiny, that they and they alone are the soul species with right to rule over all of Zinilia. Being one of only two species immortal and magical before Sil'dara appeared, (the other being WindPixies) they believe their belief is well founded, and disregard all other species as their ancestors did. The Traditional
Nexus Theory: A Link Between WorldsFor centuries we have been looking at our planet, Zinilia , as the sole entity in the universe, but this is not the case at all. There are not only more planets out there, but other realms entirely, other realities, other creatures living similar, yet utterly different lives. While the existence of other realities in our world is not a new idea it is one that gets a lot of laughs and amusement from our scientific community. But in fact... there is an incredibly delicate and fickle balance keeping our reality from spinning wildly out of control... and it shall in turn be catalogued here by its true name:
What is Nexus Theory you ask? Have you ever experienced Deja Vu? Ever felt misplaced? Like someone was watching you but no one was around? Maybe your just crazy... or perhaps its due to how other realities clash with our own. The leading theory is that the center of our solar
Elements and Ores of the Immortal RealmMany magical and non-magical substances have been catalogued by the scholary and the Nocturne of Mourninghiem. Many base metals and simple minerals exist in the realm; iron, steel, coal, plants, etc... but some items are much more interesting than others. the list presented below is a collection of the most useful, most bizarre, and most culturally relevant to the creatures of the realm.
This is a plant commonly found in Southern Anderia. It grows wild from the coastal regions of Candahall all the way down to Terrasota on the eastern shore. Scalapyrus plants are famous for their hard leaves, which are strong enough to stop most non magical weapons in the realm. Many species favour these plants as a means of creating light weight body armor. The scales are also used for tools such as shovels and trowels due to their spade-like shape.
Z-Day/Be Mine? ~Finale~ [Infinium]- Part One -
(These were posted on my gallery already, so you may have already seen them.)
Be Mine? (Part 1) [Infinium]
How It Began (Z-Day part 1)
Defending Industry (Z-Day part 2)
The Munkwood Mission 1 (Z-Day part 3)
The Munkwood Mission 2 (Z-Day part 4)
The Munkwood Mission 3 (Z-Day part 5)
Interlude (Be Mine? part 2)
- Part Two -
(These are in my stash and will not be posted to my gallery; right here is the only time I'll bother you with them.)
Goldshimmer Rescue 1 (Z-Day part 6)
The Munkwood Mission 3 (Z-Day part 5) [Infinium] It was high noon by the time the team reached the tribal village they were to infiltrate, and Cherry was feeling distinctly concerned. She could tell that her behavior was unusual, even as she smiled and bantered altogether too freely. She knew that she should be more worried, that her complete and unassailable happiness was magically enforced and not real, but every time she tried to concentrate on her concerns they just seemed to vanish in a puff of joy.
She smiled, unconcerned again, and worried only the tiniest bit in the back of her mind.
“We’re here!” Biscuit exclaimed quietly, grabbing Cherry’s hand as they crouched in a bush at the trunk of a particularly pale tree.
“According to the map, the leader’s house should be up that tree there,” Dee whispered, gesturing a few trees down. “I’ll fly up there and see if he’s in.”
Event 5 - The Nexus Portal - Part 4"A- A dream? Are you crazy?" Pox was stunned. The imp must have hit his head when they arrived back in their world. "This is real life, triangles!" Alcor laughed, a harsh laugh, void of humour. "Seriously? Are you really going to keep up this charade? Why would I let someone close to me get kidnapped by a Gnargoyle again? I promised I wouldn't! Though, you'd know all about that, being figments of my imagination." The sisters looked at each other. "He's gone mad." Pox muttered to Tipp. "Completely, raving mad." Tipp didn't reply, looking back to the imp. He seemed rather impatient, as if he wanted to keep going, almost hopping from one foot to another. "Well? What are you waiting for?" He said. "Let's get going." And with that, he started walking, heading towards the room the cages would be in.
The sisters followed close behind. "He's gone nutty, Tipp, I don't know if we can trust him with such high stakes." Pox said, sounding rather annoyed. Tipp snorted. "Everyone has their own b
Event 5 - Helping the Imps - Part 1It had been almost a week since the Wells had ventured into the Nexus. They hadn't seen Alcor since, and he usually dropped in at least once a week, and Shingle was worrying that he didn't like them anymore. After all, once they'd told him about what happened in his absence, he'd insisted that "I can't leave you for five minutes without you totally ruining someones life, holy dara.". Well, was it their fault that they hadn't noticed the Imp having what might well have been an emotional breakdown? No! They weren't exactly 'fine' either after all! The siblings had been rather quiet during the almost-week. None of them really wanted to acknowledge it had really happened. After all, Shingle looked fine, and neither of them were hurt, so couldn't they pretend it was all a bad dream?
It appeared not, as on the morning of the sixth day of the almost week, Shingle came bounding into living room, where Pox was eating and Tipp was lying on the couch, a note in his hand. As it turned out, th
Event 5 - The Nexus Portal - Part 5The Warden stood calmly before the group, his gaze terrifying most of them, and sending the few remaining imps running for their lives. Tipp growled, and even Alcor seemed to move in front of Shingle protectively. The Warden laughed, cruelly. "My my, how defensive. Though I suppose you don't want to repeat your earlier mistake, do you?" He taunted, watching as the group tried to edge backwards, through the gate. He grinned, and spread his wings. "Ah ah ah. You don't really think you can escape by simply outrunning me, do you?" Alcor gulped. The Warden was right, they had no chance of escaping him if he decided to chase them. They'd be dead before they got halfway. He looked around, frantically. How would they manage to escape a Gnargoyle... unless...
"I have a plan." He whispered to Tipp, keeping his eyes on the Warden. "Take Pox and Shingle whist I distract the Warden. If I challenge him to a fight, he'll be too prideful to deny it. I hope." Tipp glanced at him, in disbe
Event 5 - Helping the Imps - Part 2The groups were sitting in a large circle, discussing the path they were going to take. Alcor didn't really talk, watching as Pilfer Paws suggested they take the "Yellow Route", insisting that he'd be able to make rafts to cross the lake, and that it was safer than the red route, and quicker than the green. The group seemed to agree with his plan, though it appeared to Alcor as if he'd missed some sort of argument, because a few people seemed very annoyed at the plan. Pox was the only other one who actually spoke, saying it was a good idea and that everyone should get ready as fast as possible. She turned to Tipp, and the meeting was adjourned, just like that. Alcor didn't really mind, he didn't want to think about the journey yet anyway, but as he was turning towards May, a voice called out from the other side of the group.
Oh goodness it was Pox. Alcor tensed. He wasn't ready to face her yet! How could he, after how awful he'd been in the Nexus? He pretended n
Coastilli Cleanup Part 4 [Infinium] Zitep waited an entire day before venturing out to Coastilli to have a look around and see if there was anything worth stealing. He brought Biscuit with him, partly because he had done so well teaching Thares to steal that he wanted to repeat the attempt with the impressionable younger anarchist, and partly because he wanted to hear the whole thrilling tale of the battle that had taken place.
From all accounts, the combined team of adventurers had done spectacularly well holding Coppertail’s attention away from the extraction team sent after the princess, but then somehow he lost his super-rage-monster form, leading to his proper arrest.
Biscuit seemed shy to talk about it, but with a little nudging he finally gave in and told it, in pieces, as they walked and teleported between various shops and homes and businesses.
Unfortunately for their mission, between the bandits, looters, and people
Coastilli Cleanup Part 3 [Infinium] Sve’uo and Felice waited until the whole group was getting back together, talking about their respective battles and how to split up for Francine’s jobs, before slipping into the dark alley as Alabastar had requested.
They may be acting heroes now, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t have some fun.
“You ladies decided to join me for the, heh, celebration?” Alabastar asked, his outline little more than a silhouette in the darkness.
“Yes, gladly,” Sve’uo said, grinning. “You said it involved fireworks and explosions?”
Alabastar’s silhoutte nodded. “Leave your new team to their cleanup, we have more important work to do.”
The bandit sisters nodded in agreement and followed.
The trio arrived at the unmarked dockside warehou
Coastilli Cleanup Part 2 [Infinium]
The three large bandits seemed completely stunned to be challenged by someone as small as Luta and Ujina, the latter clearly barely more than a child.
“You want to take ‘em?” one of them asked, looking like he didn’t want to waste the time. From the pair of light blades strapped at his waist and his generally lithe appearance, Ujina deduced that he must be Slash.
“Sure,” the second agreed, a very large fellow with an even larger axe. His voice was much deeper, his chest bare but for the strap that held his massive axe to his back. Ujina assumed him to be Hack, but the third bandit didn’t look the part of Stomp at all.
Thin and lacking the muscle-bound physique of the others, the third champion leaned against the wall watching them all with slightly narrowed eyes, as though sizing them up.
Abruptly, he stood.
Coastilli Cleanup Part 1 [Infinium]
Sheen, Luta, and Ujina strolled into Francine’s Cashbox, looking none the worse for the battles they’d fought the night before. Francine had offered them the use of her bodygourd, Asher, but they declined the offer.
Sheen still felt a little strange allowing Ujina to accompany them. The enthusiastic young fire dancer wouldn’t be stopped, though, and the safest place for her out of all the areas to be cleared would be at Sheen’s side.
“Hey, any bandits hanging around in here?” Luta asked, tapping a hand against his massive blade. “We’re here to drive you out, so surrender now and we won’t hurt you.”
His voice echoed around the dim, empty-seeming entry area for a moment. Ujina spun a flame into the air to provide better light, revealing a group of large muscle-bound thugs creeping into ambush positions.
ToI: The Haunted Isles (Part 2) Jade wasn't fond of storms, but neither were they a serious annoyance. More irritating were the other adventurers holed up below deck while the crew battled the hurricane.
"And you call yourself a duelist," El Chance snickered, drawing a pile of Kheth's coins to his side of the table. "Another game to me, too-tall-pixie."
Kheth scowled. "I'm an arena duelist, not a gambler." He threw down his cards. "I'm done."
The little wind pixie, Jasper, sighed in relief. "Oh, good. I don't think I could take it if Chance gets too many more wins."
"What can I say? I'm the gambling master."
Jade's antenna twitched. This sort of pointless babbling was a fast way to get on her nerves, and she didn't like the look of Chance. Jasper, at least, seemed sane, and perhaps even sensible, a thing Jade found in scarcity these days. He kept giving her suspicious and terrified glances like he knew perfectly well she could and would kill him if he r
Event 7: The Pursuit of Greatness: Part 3The next morning, Nymph wasn’t feeling much better, and Slick was acting like a bad-tempered Grun with a headache. Nymph decided to wander the island by herself. She wandered for a while, before emerging on a cliff. Her eyes widened,
“Well, that plan’s a bust.” She said, then rushed off to find Captain Jackie.
“By th’ tree,” Captain Jackie stared in awe at the enormous, partially crushed, skull resting on the top of the cliff. All that remained of Arkenthrall was a huge skeleton and the smashed and pulverized remains of a boat, precariously stuck to huge, jagged rocks. It was obvious what had happened. The storm surrounding the islands had pushed the huge hydrosaur ship onto the wrong side of the island, full of cliffs and sharp rocks, rather than the beach they had landed on, while the ship was destroyed, the poor creature’s head had been smashed up against the cliff face, crushing his skull and ultimately killing him. The
The Pursuit of Greatness: Part 2/Soggy SalvageThe first mate of the Overturner, an Okaagi named Jenny, was helping Slick up. Nymph in the meantime, was preoccupied. She felt that strange presence again, this time in the trees, it lingered this time and she tried to ignore it, turning to Captain Jackie to ask about where they were going first. Jenny and Slick had wandered up the beach, searching the boxes and crates that were scattered liberally along its length.
“Of course, it’s your call captain, but I would suggest looking in the forest for a good place to camp,” Jackie seemed to consider for a moment, looking up at the sky, there were a few clouds, but not enough to promise rain,
“Sounds good,” She said, “We’ll se’ up camp then look ‘round,” Nymph nodded, and they wandered off to find a campsite, leaving the crew to start checking the ship, ensuring nothing was damaged and repaired anything that was.
Several hours later the, sun was starting to set, Slick and J
The Broken MoonA small tree bent over two tiny green leaves poking out of the ground. Gently she hummed, pouring her power into the small plant. The two leaves grew with the help of her power. Their size increased and the stem grew stronger. Soon it had more leaves, and took the form of a small bush. The woody plant stopped her efforts and grinned at the new bush.
“Now that's more like it, isn't it darling? You're going to grow up big an strong and I'm gonna be here to protect you!”
A toy dragonfly hovered over, wings buzzing as they kept her aloft. “How're you doing, Rosa?”
The tree turned to her companion with a sad smile. “It's a slow process but I think I'm getting somewhere. I just really hope the new plants take. They need the best fighting chance if they're going to survive.”
Vella nodded. “Don't worry, we'll get through this.”
“I sure hope so. I wish we could do something about those goons Penumbria keeps sending, though. They keep poisoni
Rebellion's Ruin 2 (Broken Moon part 8) [Infinium] Huckabee Heavyfist was no fool. He knew that the foursome had traveled directly from the Empire to his stronghold, and there was a more than good chance that they were under Empire control and wanted to either deliver some ultimatum or take out his command structure.
So he’d relocated himself to a smaller house, brought with him a pair of large intimidating rebels who weren’t part of his strategy team, and left a complete plan of what to do in the unlikely event that this tiny team were actually able to assassinate him.
He didn’t leave things to chance, even if that chance was so unlikely as to be hardly worth mentioning.
Vansen and Cho stood by the door, looming over the newcomers as they trailed in. At least, Rayria and Straben; Aire’s mecha body was about the same height, though far from matching them in girth and robustness.
“So, I he
Rebellion's Ruin 1(Broken Moon, part 7) [Infinium] Araphos shattered, immortality twisted from a blessing to a strange sort of nightmare. Sil’dara still stood, her miasma still protecting and sustaining the immortals within its bounds, but life no longer shone in a green and lively age of carefree peace.
Fear reigned, friendships were shattered in the face of new factions arising and new loyalties taking priority, and the lives they once lived were little but a memory along with those left behind at the onset of storm.
Welcome to Broken Moon.
This is wrong.
Cindi followed her master out of Penumbria’s audience chamber, her tiny flaming soul pulsing with repressed hatred. But Aire obeyed Penumbria, and Cindi would follow Aire to the ends of the world.
ToI: High Noon Hill“So then I took the can, painted it gold - without the lid on, of course - and called it the Magic Pot of Gold. They actually bought it!”
Shass giggled and gave Daomai a congratulatory tail-smack. “How much did you make off it?”
The snakey draygoon shrugged modestly. “When you subtract the cost of the paint and the can itself, not as much as you’d think. I had to lower the price twice before they could afford it. But it was enough to buy THIS!”
He held up a can large enough to stuff the venomar inside, labeled ‘SOUP’. “It’ll keep us fed the whole rest of the trip! And that’s not even the best part. The next day, when I was passing by, they were trying to sell it in their own shop! Labeled the ‘Great Magic Pot of Gold’ even!”
Daomai fell over giggling as he said this, and Shass nearly tied himself in a knot as he wriggled about in
[TOI] High Noon Hill Pt 2Night had almost fallen, barely a sliver of light visible on the horizon. Slick had wandered off a little ways to look at something that had caught his attention, it had turned out to just be a pile of rocks, and he had turned back to look at Nymph when he heard the cry, "Slick! Look out!"
"Woah!" Slick ducked under a flailing claw. He sprinted off, using his Quick Step ability, before the ghost had a chance to recover his balance after the wild blow. He was standing near Nymph now, catching his breath, hoping that she would have a brilliant plan. "We need a plan of attack!" He panted, Nymph grinned, her runes glowing and her claws lighting up with fire, heat radiating off her in the rapidly cooling evening,
"Oh I have a plan." She said, "Attack!" Slick looked at her incredulously, before rolling his eyes,
"I assume you mean to use the plan you came up with earlier," he said, Nymph smirked.
"Well, yeah, but that sounded cooler," Slick declined to comment, instead choosing to Quick-step