The Legend Of Thrae

Long ago the world of Thrae was in peace. The people all loved each other and lived happily with the God’s, Goddess’s, and their Guardians by their sides. Then something happened. About 1,000 years ago a great war broke out between the Humans of Bloomingdale and the Lionens of Elsyra. Lokien, the god that was worshiped by the Bloomingdale humans tricked the King. He made him thinks that the Lionens wanted to rage war with their newly given thunder magic. Syrus the god of thunder, was shocked by the accusations of the people of Bloomingdale. However he didn’t make a move towards Bloomingdale, It was King Urza, of Bloomingdale who made the first move. The Lionen still did nothing, hopping that the King would see reason and stop a ridicules war. It was only when Nemesis had her say that the Lionen retaliated. War broke out on the Elsyran Highroad. The people of Thrae were fighting against each other and the Ancient rulers were also fighting each other. Then something happened. Ultima, wanted the fighting to end. He became the “bringer of the black dawn.” Years after the war started Ultima had had enough. Night had fallen, the war stopped only for resting. But something strange happened. The sun didn’t rise the next morning. People were frightened. The God’s and Goddess’s had abandon them in their time of need, that’s what the people were saying, but Ultima changes the atmosphere. The ancient rulers could no longer live among the people of Thrae. They were confided to their statues hidden all over Thrae. They could emerge for only a few minutes to give their advice or a piece of help in some way. Ultima though that this would stop the war, he was wrong. The fighting continued. Bloomingdale outnumbered Elsyra ten to one. Then it was over. The remaining Lionen was enslaved and made to fight for the King of Bloomingdale as shadow knights. Either that or they would get a public execution. The remaining Lionen sought refuge in their sacred city, that was now surrounded by a mighty thunderstorm, Syrus’s last gift to them. Live continued like this for many years. The people, town, and villages where divided. Scared of each other. Then King Nantiku took the Bloomingdale throne. He was a war hungry maniac, he thought that the Elves, were trying to avenge the Lionen because his knights where getting killed by an archer on the high road. He stormed off to the Enchanted Village to find that he was wrong. But he still threatened them with war. The Elves pleaded for the safety of their village. So the king made them a deal. He asked for the heart of the next born elf, and when he had the heart in his hands they would have their peace. So a few weeks later he sent his knights to the village and they cut out the heart of an infant, and brought it back to the king. King Nantiku left the Elves to their peace. Then is wife gave birth to twin boys, Raziel and Rayden. Ten years later the King died. The people of Bloomingdale thought that they would receive a new king, they all thought that Rayden was the first born, but the High Priest never coroneted one of the twins. All he said was that we refused to give the throne to anyone except the first born. The people thought the High Priest was loosing his touch. He was there the night the twin prince’s were born so he would have know the first born. But he still refused. Then a few months after the Prince’s 16th birthday, Prince Rayden said that he knew how to free the ancient rulers. So he set on his march around Thrae with his brother on his heels. He burned villages, killed women and children. People were scared of Bloomingdale again. But they did not believe that the God’s and Goddess’s could be freed the way Rayden was trying, they though he was only making himself more powerful. They thought that he wanted to be the ruler of Thrae, not just Bloomingdale and was furious with the High Priest for not giving him the crown. Then the High Priest’s apprentice disappeared. There was no one to replace him. Then the High Priest himself was murdered. There was no High Priest. Rayden and Raziel then appointed a new High Priestess, a young girl from C’Yan, Alexis McKlayn. She had barley begun her White Magic training. The people of Thrae found this odd. Now a girl that new none of Bloomingdale’s secrets was in charge of giving the crown. Scared, Alexis is avoiding Bloomingdale, It is said that she is hiding somewhere along the High Road until her and her Guardians can figure out what to do next. And this is where your story starts.

Welcome To Thrae
The Staff Admin	Long ago the world of Thrae was in peace. The people all loved each other and lived happily with the God’s, Goddess’s, and their Guardians by their sides. Then something happened. About 1,000 years ago a great war broke out between the Humans of Bloomingdale and the Lionens of Elsyra. Lokien, the god that was worshiped by the Bloomingdale humans tricked the King. He made him thinks that the Lionens wanted to rage war with their newly given thunder magic. Syrus the god of thunder, was shocked by the accusations of the people of Bloomingdale. However he didn’t make a move towards Bloomingdale, It was King Urza, of Bloomingdale who made the first move. The Lionen still did nothing, hopping that the King would see reason and stop a ridicules war. It was only when Nemesis had her say that the Lionen retaliated. War broke out on the Elsyran Highroad. The people of Thrae were fighting against each other and the Ancient rulers were also fighting each other. Then something happened. Ultima, wanted the fighting to end. He became the “bringer of the black dawn.” Years after the war started Ultima had had enough. Night had fallen, the war stopped only for resting. But something strange happened. The sun didn’t rise the next morning. People were frightened. The God’s and Goddess’s had abandon them in their time of need, that’s what the people were saying, but Ultima changes the atmosphere. The ancient rulers could no longer live among the people of Thrae. They were confided to their statues hidden all over Thrae. They could emerge for only a few minutes to give their advice or a piece of help in some way. Ultima though that this would stop the war, he was wrong. The fighting continued. Bloomingdale outnumbered Elsyra ten to one. Then it was over. The remaining Lionen was enslaved and made to fight for the King of Bloomingdale as shadow knights. Either that or they would get a public execution. The remaining Lionen sought refuge in their sacred city, that was now surrounded by a mighty thunderstorm, Syrus’s last gift to them. Live continued like this for many years. The people, town, and villages where divided. Scared of each other. Then King Nantiku took the Bloomingdale throne. He was a war hungry maniac, he thought that the Elves, were trying to avenge the Lionen because his knights where getting killed by an archer on the high road. He stormed off to the Enchanted Village to find that he was wrong. But he still threatened them with war. The Elves pleaded for the safety of their village. So the king made them a deal. He asked for the heart of the next born elf, and when he had the heart in his hands they would have their peace. So a few weeks later he sent his knights to the village and they cut out the heart of an infant, and brought it back to the king. King Nantiku left the Elves to their peace. Then is wife gave birth to twin boys, Raziel and Rayden. Ten years later the King died. The people of Bloomingdale thought that they would receive a new king, they all thought that Rayden was the first born, but the High Priest never coroneted one of the twins. All he said was that we refused to give the throne to anyone except the first born. The people thought the High Priest was loosing his touch. He was there the night the twin prince’s were born so he would have know the first born. But he still refused. Then a few months after the Prince’s 16th birthday, Prince Rayden said that he knew how to free the ancient rulers. So he set on his march around Thrae with his brother on his heels. He burned villages, killed women and children. People were scared of Bloomingdale again. But they did not believe that the God’s and Goddess’s could be freed the way Rayden was trying, they though he was only making himself more powerful. They thought that he wanted to be the ruler of Thrae, not just Bloomingdale and was furious with the High Priest for not giving him the crown. Then the High Priest’s apprentice disappeared. There was no one to replace him. Then the High Priest himself was murdered. There was no High Priest. Rayden and Raziel then appointed a new High Priestess, a young girl from C’Yan, Alexis McKlayn. She had barley begun her White Magic training. The people of Thrae found this odd. Now a girl that new none of Bloomingdale’s secrets was in charge of giving the crown. Scared, Alexis is avoiding Bloomingdale, It is said that she is hiding somewhere along the High Road until her and her Guardians can figure out what to do next. And this is where your story starts.	Affiliates: