| Chapter 3: Tomb of the Past |
| Chapter 3: Tomb of the Past |
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| A brief history of the Black Rose from its creator and first king, Lord Tarn... ________________________________________________________ "Ah where to begin, Logic and reason states that the best place to begin would be the beginning, so we shall begin there. "My name is Tarn DragonRose, and for the moment my name is of little importance, not yet at least for this is not my own story, but the story of a proud and ancient clan, once dormant, and now awake once more to look out upon the lands with ancient fledgling eyes. This is the story of the Black Rose Clan. "Ayenee was you and vibrant than, and the people were fewer. The original clans and kingdom were still in their infancy, and the Black Rose Clan, nestled far into the Northern Mountains were the same. From these lofty peaks and spanning valleys of frozen land came a woman, tall and dark of hair, beautiful to behold, and deadly to anger, her name was Katarina, and to her side she called the warriors, diplomats, sorcerers, and others that would become the Black Rose Clan. "In the beginning this minor Clan was barely worth mention, simply another backwater band who had joined forces for survival, but this did not last long. For Katarina had laid eyes upon a man who possessed both the strength and the charm to stand at her side as an equal. "And thus she married this man, and with him at her side they were a force to be reckoned with. In those days they would enter a tavern and all the nine Hells would break loose, but they were young then, full of spit and fire, piss and vinegar, untempered by the fires of war and strife. "This man spent several years with the Black Roses before it all came to a crashing, roaring, flood of confusion and violence. First came Soth, a death knight born of an evil the Realms had never seen the like of before. His name struck fear into the hearts of even the most battle hardened warriors. A colossus of power and strength, and equally blessed in the gifts of weapons and magics. Soth and his minions managed to make a name for themselves upon the backs of those they tread during their murderous spree. For years the reports flooded in that another warrior had fallen to Soth's evil hand, and the casualties grew at an alarming rate, the Clans knew that it was time. "Thus in a show of great virtue, the likes of which have since to be rivaled, the clans rose as one blade, and one voice to cry out that Soth's Reign of Terror would be no more. "Many fought bravely, and many died, and in the end Soth stood, weakened, but unbeaten. The Clans drew forth their greatest magics and banished Soth in his weakened state from the Realms...But silently we all knew that this would bring only a temporary reprise from the villian. "But not all was of destruction among the people of the Black Rose, for Katarina bore a son into the world, a Prince and Heir to the Clan, his name was Delphi. However in Katarina's weakened state, the pregnancy stole her away from her people, as a theif in the night, and I arose to lead as the High Prince of the people who had brought me into their own. My son, Delphi grew quickly and showed the prosperity of our people in his health. And indeed the Clan did flourish, enough so to attract the attentions of another outsider, a warrioress by the name of Fenia Anu. And she attracted my own eye. And thus we began a new life but this too was short lived, and I was cast into a life of exile by the powers that be ( In truth I lost my internet service for nearly 3 RT years) "During those many dark and dismal years I languished upon the many ill thoughts of my people, the people that I had led for so long, falling to an enemy or scattering to the winds. And finally, at long last, I was able to return... Only to find my fears had been true. "My people had fallen asunder, and scattered in the four directions. And so I began my search. I sought high and low, North, South, East, and West, till at last I found a number of those who still knew the Black Rose Clan, and from these few, and those I rousted to my side during my travels, the clan was reborn. "And with many new faces, friends, and allies we stand tall once more, proud to bear the name and crest of the Black Rose Clan. To holler out at the world " We are of the Black Rose, and we shall not go unheard nor unrecognized "If you bear the name and crest of the Black Rose Clan, be proud. And know that you follow the footsteps of many great warriors lost to preserve the clan, to protect it from all enemies. |
________________________________________________________ "Ah where to begin, Logic and reason states that the best place to begin would be the beginning, so we shall begin there. "My name is Tarn DragonRose, and for the moment my name is of little importance, not yet at least for this is not my own story, but the story of a proud and ancient clan, once dormant, and now awake once more to look out upon the lands with ancient fledgling eyes. This is the story of the Black Rose Clan. "Ayenee was you and vibrant than, and the people were fewer. The original clans and kingdom were still in their infancy, and the Black Rose Clan, nestled far into the Northern Mountains were the same. From these lofty peaks and spanning valleys of frozen land came a woman, tall and dark of hair, beautiful to behold, and deadly to anger, her name was Katarina, and to her side she called the warriors, diplomats, sorcerers, and others that would become the Black Rose Clan. "In the beginning this minor Clan was barely worth mention, simply another backwater band who had joined forces for survival, but this did not last long. For Katarina had laid eyes upon a man who possessed both the strength and the charm to stand at her side as an equal. "And thus she married this man, and with him at her side they were a force to be reckoned with. In those days they would enter a tavern and all the nine Hells would break loose, but they were young then, full of spit and fire, piss and vinegar, untempered by the fires of war and strife. "This man spent several years with the Black Roses before it all came to a crashing, roaring, flood of confusion and violence. First came Soth, a death knight born of an evil the Realms had never seen the like of before. His name struck fear into the hearts of even the most battle hardened warriors. A colossus of power and strength, and equally blessed in the gifts of weapons and magics. Soth and his minions managed to make a name for themselves upon the backs of those they tread during their murderous spree. For years the reports flooded in that another warrior had fallen to Soth's evil hand, and the casualties grew at an alarming rate, the Clans knew that it was time. "Thus in a show of great virtue, the likes of which have since to be rivaled, the clans rose as one blade, and one voice to cry out that Soth's Reign of Terror would be no more. "Many fought bravely, and many died, and in the end Soth stood, weakened, but unbeaten. The Clans drew forth their greatest magics and banished Soth in his weakened state from the Realms...But silently we all knew that this would bring only a temporary reprise from the villian. "But not all was of destruction among the people of the Black Rose, for Katarina bore a son into the world, a Prince and Heir to the Clan, his name was Delphi. However in Katarina's weakened state, the pregnancy stole her away from her people, as a theif in the night, and I arose to lead as the High Prince of the people who had brought me into their own. My son, Delphi grew quickly and showed the prosperity of our people in his health. And indeed the Clan did flourish, enough so to attract the attentions of another outsider, a warrioress by the name of Fenia Anu. And she attracted my own eye. And thus we began a new life but this too was short lived, and I was cast into a life of exile by the powers that be ( In truth I lost my internet service for nearly 3 RT years) "During those many dark and dismal years I languished upon the many ill thoughts of my people, the people that I had led for so long, falling to an enemy or scattering to the winds. And finally, at long last, I was able to return... Only to find my fears had been true. "My people had fallen asunder, and scattered in the four directions. And so I began my search. I sought high and low, North, South, East, and West, till at last I found a number of those who still knew the Black Rose Clan, and from these few, and those I rousted to my side during my travels, the clan was reborn. "And with many new faces, friends, and allies we stand tall once more, proud to bear the name and crest of the Black Rose Clan. To holler out at the world " We are of the Black Rose, and we shall not go unheard nor unrecognized "If you bear the name and crest of the Black Rose Clan, be proud. And know that you follow the footsteps of many great warriors lost to preserve the clan, to protect it from all enemies. |
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