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Post by Shevaru on Feb 6, 2015 12:33:24 GMT -6
Once prosperous, Sekkai grew up out of the dust and conflict of a savage land to become the most powerful country on the planet Thiaran. The united continent, at the peak of it’s power, seemed to live and breathe with pride and success while the population exploded. Soon, the wars of the past drew to a close as both dragon and man bound themselves together in alliance with a knotting force that would intertwine their species’ lives forever. However, as with all beginnings of bright hope too good to be true, there came a dark fall. The shadow of war like no one had known crept into the soul of the country like a chill.
In just a few years, villages along the western border of Sekkai began to disappear along with riders and their dragons. Very few survivors lived to tell their tale, but those who would speak, told of their once-proud saviors turning upon them and slaughtering them likes lambs. They called it The Taint. And it was spreading. Soon, the Tainted dragons and riders began to gather as their former companions wondered how this plague had come about, and how it so easily seemed to twist and turn their comrades from keepers of peace to terrifying monsters. However, without answer, they quickly came in united force to fuel the one thing they wanted: Destruction.
The battles were long and bloody. Even the academy, the main engine of the Sekkian government and military, was destroyed in an attempt to secure the Taint’s grip on the country, and, though the sanctuary was eventually rebuilt, true safety was a luxury no longer felt. Onward, the Tainted forces began to gain ground to steadily spread their influence until it began to eat away at the lands of Sekkai. Little could be done to stop their growing force, and, blow after blow, the war swiftly turned in the favor of the Taint. However, a new hope rose in the guise of strange, ancient creatures begrudgingly offering a hand for an unlikely alliance.
Appearing as a fusion of human and dragon, the Qih-nzak lent their powerful magic to the forces of good. However, relations with the reawakened species were tense. Some aided the war effort and, after a tortuous struggle, helped to finally capture the Tainted Lord, Nidhogg and seal him within a cage that blocks his abilities to control the tainted hoard. With the loss of their leader, some enemy scattered into the shadows. Some held together like marauders to continue violent rampages, but, some sought out what healing they could be allowed from those they had so recently fought, leaving Sekkians with a choice. Dare they let their bitter enemy closer?
The war is won, but the conflict is far from over. While the sekkians rebuilt, a shadowy force tore the tainted lord free from his magical bindings and, after only a few years of captivity, the dark nightmare seemed free to take his throne once again. However, things were not what they seemed. The evil Dream dragon had been released only to be immutably bound and enslaved to a rogue Qih-nzak, a creature mad in his own right. Toxic Augari, who had taken command after the lord’s fall, had reached a contract with the hybrid for dominion of the nightmare’s power. Now, as before, the sickness is free to warp and change the minds of wounded allies. While these destructive powers regroup and gather strength, civil war still looms on the horizon. As well, relations with the Qih-nzak, unimproved despite their mutual victory, grow more heated with every passing day.
What will you do? Will you help rebuild a torn land and seek good in the dark hearted? Or will you rip the whole of the continent from end to end in order to glean a name for yourself in history?
Welcome, then, to Sekkai Fractures.
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Post by Ruriko on Apr 6, 2019 13:25:43 GMT -6
The end of a long and terrible war ushered in a decade of relative peace for Sekkai. The land returned to it’s prosperous and joyful prime as reconstruction made headway. Dragons, the winged protectors of Sekkai, grew abundant and powerful. Elements of every sort darted across the skies and plains with their riders, snuffing out the lingering remains of their corrupted enemies. Their mammalian cousins, the Draux, swiftly patrolled the borders and city streets. Massive Dire wolves raced between the varying climates, destroying the smallest, darkest of intents. A truce was struck with their fallen enemies to the west. The Tainted, a nation of once-corrupted Sekkians, simmered, biding their time. Blind malice did not guide the Toxic Queens. They were smart, cunning, and knew that the key to overcoming a much larger opponent and reclaiming their land was not a full-fronted assault. The Influenza, Mycotic, and Rosemary dragons beneath Tainted Queen Augari’s caustic wings worked their magic at her behest. At the end of their long and tedious experiments, a new pathogen was created and set loose upon the mainland. The disease finally exploded two weeks after Sekkai's annual autumn festivals. Livestock, not dragons, swiftly and brutally perished. The pandemic immediately wounded Sekkai, for what was a proud, strong military without a source of food? The Toxic Queens watched as Nyushi’s golden Empress struggled to maintain hold over her people. Riots ripped apart Sekkai with escalating violence. A military police was formed, but would it help? The Queens had their rightful throne. They had a fortress. They had an indomitable army. Their foes were bent to their knees. And now, with the puppeteered return of the Nightmare Nidhogg, they had the control they needed to bring their legion back from the muck the Sekkians had quashed them into. Wielding that terrible power, the tainted forces mounted a surprise attack to retake the ancient fortress of Iyalruek -- and they succeeded with bloody consequence. But there was something to the simple equation of power that the Tainted weren’t quite expecting. Although it had long laid dormant, it began to move in the aftermath of their terrible plague. It grew, biding its time. The quiet, unseen resilience watched. It waited. It planned. And now, it was rising. Under cover of darkness, secret meetings set and planned siege and sabotage. While military police routed out the exposed rebels where they hid, the heart of their organization reached out to those hurt and scarred by Sekkian Empress Kahna’s growing instability and violence and against her own populace. Unable to push back the dissent and dissatisfaction of the people by force, the growing resentment culminated in a stunning attack against the central palace at the capitol. When the dust settled, the streets ran bloody with the bodies of the fallen -- the most horrific of which was Kahna’s titan of a Celestial dragon, Kyuuen. The Empress, bare of her constant and most loyal, most powerful companion, was made truly alone upon her throne. And what will you do? Will you help Sekkai recover from it’s wounds and uphold the law of the land? Will you rip the whole of the continent from end to end in order to glean a name for yourself in history? Or will you scheme, quietly, and work tediously to overthrow your oppressors when they least expect it? Things aren’t always so black and white. Welcome, then, to Sekkai Fractures. Rules :: Dragons :: Accepting List :: Player GuideSekkai is moderate to advanced original fantasy roleplay set in a world where humans can bond to dragons with the use of magical crystals. Our world is ten years old now, but whether you’re a returning member or a brand new one, we’ve got opportunities for everyone. ❤ We are now located on JCINK! + Dragons, dire wolves, and a unique bondable species, Draux + Streamlined player’s guide to sort out our expansive lore + A friendly and encouraging art community + No sexuality or gender-based impressions + Two hatchings a year + Unique pet species + Discord chat
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