Dragon Flame -> Good's Last Stand

Ok, RedheadRider gave me the ol' g-2-g Sooooo.....

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The young scout looked over the blood socked city. Burned ruins and massacered children were all his tired eyes could behold. Such death brought back memories to a time when no one knew Zlaabrex existed. A time when all was a peace. So full of life was that time.

In whose happy days the humans had grown strong. They had migrated north from a small island in the south. The elves had seen them as minions to control and taught them many things; how to makes swords, spears, axes, and any other tools. This would then back fire of them. The humans would gain much land, and became the Adamite Empire. They were now became the elves biggest rival.

The elves, of course were not used to this. They were proud stubbren people, who were known to live up to an unthinkable age. They were ruled by a High Elf, but the ture power belonged the Elf Lords. Each tribe (wood elves, jungel elves, mountain elves, river elves, prairy elves, and sea elves) had an Elf Lord that ruled the over them.

Of course the elves and humans were not the only inhabitors of this land, Stilwelli. The giants mined the mountains. They were tall, bearded, fighting men. And though they never backed away from war (an old giant sain says "Ambassadors are cowards, and a truce is for the weak) they managed to stay on relitivilly good turms with the other races.

Now, there were also goblins. Short nocternal creatures, that lived in mass tunnel systems under the prarries. These beings were often looked down opon by other races as strang sneaks...which perphaps they were. Goblins are known as thieves, but they never know this because they stayed seperate from the outside world.

The scouts thought then turned his thoughts to the changelings, spirits sent by the greater spirits to guid and protect. They could change shape, as well as prodict the future (though they weren't always right). These beings were mysterouse and never gave a straight answer. The changelings were lead by the Foxlord, Legdron.

But then that had all changed when the titan, Zlaabrex, came. He was strong in magic (he was one of the greater spirits) and created a spell that would make him ruler of Stilwelli. The spell was so great he could no longer use magic, but he created hybrids called sheeki. These sheeki could fight 20 humans and win. They had no feeling, either physically or emotionally. Zlaabrex also conviced several elves to join him. These "dark elves" aided him greatly.

Soon, the eastern colonies were destroyed. Every race came under fire. The dark elves slaughtered their own kin. The skeeki crushed the Adamite armies. Tunnel-skeeki swarmed the goblin's holes. The giants were held back. Every counter-attack was pushed back by Zlaabrex's spell.
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The human scout sighed. Now Zlaabrex had taken his hometown. Most the commanders had gone to the Great Counsil where all the races (even the goblins) were discussing forming an alliance, and the army was a shamble. The scout rode back to camp. At the camp he saw Legdron, Lord of the Changeling. He spoke to the people,

"Dear friends," The changeling said "I bring you hope. The spell of Zlaabrex will defeat all our efforts. But I've been shown a way of ecsape. A Mage has been born. This Mage will be strong enough to brake the dark spell. All the changelings are looking for this Mage. But be cearful the enemy also hunts. But all the same there is hope..."

The army listened the changelings words. Was this true? Was it one of the changeling's jokes? Was there really hope?

The scout turned around. There in front of his face was Legdron. "Sir!" The scout said, scartled.

In tipical changeling faction the Foxlord siad "Find the Mage." Legdron then turned into a bird and flew away.

Charectors:
The Human Scout: Mike
Foxlord Legdron: RedheadRider
Zlaabrex: Thorn
Humans:
Elves: Beautifully Broken
Giants:
Goblins:
Changeling:
Dark Elves:
Sheeki:
(the Mage will be non-playable)

Notes/Rules:
~This is base off an IF RPG that didn't get much/any respounce.
~If you're a changeling you can't go around making phophetacies, that's considered godmoddoing.
~There is no magic, exept for that of the Mage (non-playable) and the changeling's shape-shifting.
~I gave the very basics in the charector list. There are many sub-cotagories (ei-Human king, Elf lord, Goblin chief, sheeki general, giant warrior ect.)
~If you have any questions ask them here.
~And lastly you have to join .
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Zlaabrex sat upon his throne and sighed. I must find that mage. If I fail to destroy him, my waiting and waiting will have had no puropse. A sheeki came up to him and asked,

"My leige, is there anything you request?

"Yes. Fetch my hunting armor. I am going to destroy this mage if i have to wait another millenia."

OOC: ok, so not sure how this went, but, on we continue!