Ryzom

Some seasons ago during the dawn of the Kami and Karavan war there was a threat to the Karavan and their ruthless pursuit to destroy the beloved Kami. On the edge of war, the Karavan knew that they would need as many Homins as possible on their side if they were to be successful in their cleansing of the Kami from Atys. Simply removing the threat would surely turn large numbers of Homins against them. A distraction was needed.

Karavan intelligence reported that the Kitin were once again trying to make an advance on the new lands of Atys. What if this could be used as a distraction? Plans were set forth to create a mini invasion that would cause all Homins to work together, distracting them from their true intention.

At the same time the Kami, who are omnipresent on Atys learned of the Karavans evil plan. Going and telling the Homins of this plan simply wasn’t an option. Just like the Karavan, the Kami need the Homins help to win the upcoming war. Telling Homins that the Karavan actually caused the Kitin to invade for their own purposes sounded like propaganda. Many Homins would simply think the Kami were lieing and join forces with the Karavan. Other action had to be taken.

Performing an ancient ceremony they called upon Ma-Duk to give them guidance. Ma-Duk told them the only way to prevent the Karavan from succeeding was to trick the Karavan into believing they had succeeded. Then when the time was right, the truth would be told. In order to do this they must grant only the wisest of their Kami friends the skill of transference. With this skill the Homin must seek out that which the Karavan seek to destroy and transfer it’s essence into amber. The Homin must then transfer the essence into a new form when the time was right. This was the only way of preventing the Karavan atrocity.

So it was done. The Kami used their magic to protect the wisest Homin while they went deep into the Prime Roots of Atys. This was the only place the transfer could happen without the Karavan finding out. Two days later the Karavan carried out their evil plan and removed their perceived threat from Atys. Soon the war started and it became known what the Karavan did. By this time it didn’t matter, the lines were drawn and many Homins cheered the Karavan for their action.

It was at this time Ma-Duk appeared and told the wisest Homin that the time was right. The essence was to be transferred from it’s protective amber to its new form. And so the transfer took place. As soon as the ceremony was completed, the Karavan sensed the threat was back. Karavan intelligence could find nothing, but they knew the Kami well. They knew the Kami magic (which they did not understand) was behind it.

Now is that time. The few who knew of the details of what the Kami did, have kept quiet and unknown to most. The Karavan are on edge as to when exactly the threat will make itself known in its new form. Could this be what causes the Kami to gain the advantage in the war? What exactly was this threat and why was it so feared? Only time will tell.

Very well written... you should post that on Chronicles:

http://chronicles.ryzom.com/?page=home

I think treat should be threat (p1) and succeed(ed - p4)

It's a bit mysterious, are you intending to write more on this ?

vguerin wrote:Very well written... you should post that on Chronicles:

http://chronicles.ryzom.com/?page=home

I think treat should be threat (p1) and succeed(ed - p4)

It's a bit mysterious, are you intending to write more on this ?

Thanks for pointing out the errors, you did have it correct.

It's written in a mysterious fashion for a reason. Things will become clear soon. That could be in writing or in the game, I can't reveal that at this time.

Beautiful...

very well done i enjoyed reading it

After hearing of this new threat to the Karavan Legions my curiosity was peaked and I spent many hours meditating by the temple outside of our new capital, Zora.

I'd left long-time friends by now to persue a more enlightened path, but thus far had found myself lost, unsure of my purpose. I'd hoped the Kami would somehow enlighten me but I could find nothing, neither in their words, nor within myself. Long nights were spent restless, hoping to have visions of my chosen path, but instead found nothing in those nights but the next day's dawn. It had become weeks before I'd had a restful sleep, let alone dreamtime visions of how I fit into Ma-Duk's great plan.

One night a Zorai appeared. In all my time spent in my homelands I'd never come across this young Homin before. He seemed lost and confused. "Another refugee." I thought to myself as I slowly drifted off to sleep, propped up against a tree near the temple.

I had many dreams that night, many of them memories of a time long gone; some new, of times yet to come, though I didn't recognize any of it. It was clear to me that these were related, but how? Slowly the memories and premonitions turned to black, and I awoke under a star-lit Atysian sky to a Kami Preacher standing over me.

Startled, I jumped back only to find that the same tree was still behind me. I had nowhere to go, but as my weary eyes focused and I saw the familiar black face; I was at ease.

I did not stand, for as soon as I realized what I'd seen, the Preacher sat down himself, just feet away from me. His stary eyes gazed deep into mine, and in the hours 'til dawn I spent staring back. Not a word was spoken, none needed to be. So much enlightenment flowed from him that night, but so many more questions arose.

In a swirl of light the preacher disappeared, just as the sun rose. Light was shed on more than Atys that morning, as much more had become clear in my mind. It became clear that my path was to that young homin, but who is he? He needs help, but mine particularly, why? Why was I chosen? What am I to do with this stranger? What can I, a lonely homin myself offer him, in need of so much guidance?

These questions still daunting my mind, I approached this new homin. I'm sure I'd never seen him before, but his aura felt so familiar. His back was facing me as he glared, amazed at this temple we'd built, as if impressed by what the proud Zorai had done in honor of our Kami masters. As I approached him he spun around and took a step back.

"My name is Liquado." I offered, and bowed, still uncertain as to how this confrontation were to unfold.

OOC: I had this feeling it was Raynes back if indeed he is, this is a welcome change, this is going to spice things a bit, my RP was getting rusty !!

Dear Uncle Miani,

It's been a while since I last wrote to you, back to the times when we were trying to fulfill our mission constructing Jena's temple, and I told you about that merc I used to hire to help us with the task. I felt I had to write again, not only because I miss our long conversations, but because some kind of "threat" has been thrown to us Karavan followers.

Rumors are spreading fast, some talk about another illuminated Zoraï who has been hit by lightning, or drunk too much rotten sap, apparently another fool who believes in Ma'Duk and follows the way of the Kami, with thier absurd lies about a fragile balance, blind as they are about the true intentions of the soul-eater.

This misterious homin (dressed in refugee clothes, but this could be a simple disguise) has boldly dare to threaten not only us, Jenaites, but also those who claim to worship no higher powers.

I cannot tell, for now, who this homin is. I tend to think he may be a relative of another Kami extremist, long gone or so we thought (do you remember the doings of the Kult of Kami?). Both factions are approaching this "revelation" if I dare to say, with caution. Things are already unsettling to start spreading unfounded rumours.

I cannot speak for all Jenaites, but shall this threat have some truth behind, I'll notify the Alliance promptly, and adequate measures will be taken

Love,

Ani.