Temple doors

[Tempus the Living wargod]

*trmpus Marches up the stairs to the temple**tempus looks ragged, his scars deep and cuts bleeding*MORIS!!! MORIS!!!!!!!i have fed you souls my brother!!!! now grant me my peace!*tempus falters and falls on the floor of the temple, as a beautiful calm woman comes with a gentle voice and softy places a hand on tempuses muscled and scared shoulder*-womens voice like a gentle breeze"arise, my love, it is time to sleep again"*tempus stands and embraces the small frail women with more tenderness that i charectoristic ofa god of war.**Tempus speask softy and kisses her as he falls asleep*"Breza, i....love....you......" *tempus eyes close and his great form falls asleep on a heretofore unknown alter with his symbol on it**breza, god of peace kisses his softly and gently places sword on his chest* sleep now, for when hatred once again stirs the heart of man, their anger will cause you rise,and wreak war upon the world once more.*this new god walks out of the temple where brappa awaited the shift of the gods of war and peace*

[Zirandorthel]

No D&D, please... ZirandorthelThe Golden DarknessNiirus Tinenetuwar"In order to find his equal, an Irishman is forced to talk to God."-Stephen Braveheart

[Kaiseress Jadie]

*blink blink*Wowzers.....(Nice story telling) Kaiseress Jadie IThe Elf-Cat Kaiseress of Shireroth

[Erik Mortis]

It was taken from DnD... damn it... Erik Mortis BrookshirePrætor of ShirerothDuke of Brookshire

[Stone Jackabar]

it was? i thought i was making this up!damn!! Curse wizards of the coast! they're always one step ahead!!! YAY!!! we're doooomed!!!!!!

[Hesam Jahandar]

* Outside the temple a horse appears. Its rider ragged and worn from the journey, dust settled on his clothing. At last after crossing an ocean and a continent, Satrap Jahandar had arrived at this mythical place. Before the war, many of the Treesian advisors in the court of Sajin City had told the Satrap of the commonality of his monicere "god of war" and the legendary temple across the ocean in Shireroth. Thinking nothing of Theology at the time, "Why bother with mystics when we have tanks and bombs?" he had ignored these tales infavour of traditional warfare, but since The Orchid Wars, the issues of mysticism had proved themselves with GREAT punctuation. Dismounting Hesam walked up the steps of the temple, an almost electric presence sent a rush of energy up his spine, he could almost feel the cold stone of the temple through his skin, hesitating he pushed the heavy door. pitch darkness inside, the air was cold, almost frosty, and stale. He moved toward the large stone alter, a relief sculpture of the wargod tempus lying atop it. His expression, asleep but pensive as if anticipating his eventual waking, warried and unwilling to continue his work, he lay. Hesam had not known what would be nessesary to wake the god, so he had brought the most basic concepts with him, blood spilled from an innocent soul. In a vile, the blood had coagulated, adding water, Hesam returned the red powder into its rich natural state, pouring it into the fallen hand of the stone figure, he waited..... War Trophy Liberated From Menelmacar god of warProud Owner of a Real Horrorshow High-Speed, Low-Drag Sig!

[Tempus the Living wargod]

*the blood was absorbed into the stone and the eyes opened, as flesh grew on the stone skin quickly spreading to show the wargod with a new body. As the wargods eyes opended he sat up slowly, with his mightly muscles clenching after being frozen. the god of war yawns, stretches, and proply scratches himself.**tempus stands, his massive 7'6" body far larger then any human, he holds his hand up and his 7 foot sword comes ot his hand. **god of peace comes and tepus kisses her goodnight and lays her down in his place*YOU!! YOU have broken me from my slumber!!! *advances on hesam**gives him a bear hug*THANK YOU MY FRIEND!!*releses him*you have need of my strength of one of the strange clothes?*god of peace comes and tepus kisses her goodnight and lays her down in his place*

[Hesam Jahandar]

"Doorood Great One, terribly sorry to bother you, but there are a few thousand people I need butchered and gutted if you wouldn't mind?" *taking out his sword Hesam draws a primative map in the dirt outside of the temple so as not to dishonour the temple. "You may find the souls of thousands here, pub13.ezboard.com/bouroboros9703 for if it were not for the fact that the desert has been burned into black glass, the sand would be soaked in blood with the cost of lives from this massacre" CRY HAVOK!!!!!!! AND UNLEASH THE DOGS OF WAR! War Trophy Liberated From Menelmacar god of warProud Owner of a Real Horrorshow High-Speed, Low-Drag Sig!

[Tempus the Living wargod]

*laughs*well said small one, yet remember, all souls that fall to my blade are gifts to moris! My great and powerful brother!*picks up hesan and places him on horse*now then, show me this place so needing of moris's touch, and mayhap i will make you a beleive in we gods after all.

[Brrapa Lu Eraro]

Mors is pleased with the offering his brother has bestowed to him.Viviantia is displeased with the offering her ex-brother-in-law has bestowed to Mors.But that's those two for you. Brrapa Lu'Eraro"Not all who wander are lost.."