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Peace in the Light Wow/WHF

Continue or reboot

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    Votes: 34 64.2%

  • Reboot

    Votes: 11 20.8%

  • Piss off you ass who never keeps on going for more than one or 2 updates.

    Votes: 8 15.1%
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Omakes and bonus's page
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    • Ok making a page here for people with boni from omakes ect.

    @Massgamer +15 +15 +15 +15+15
    @Dutch +15
    @LokiTheDarkGod +15+15
    @jwolfe_beta



    I am using a system similar to @DragonParadox I will give bonus's to people who write omakes, they can be short 250 words minimum but theose will only get +5

    Anything else will get an amount that I decide on.

    Send me the Omake or just upload it.

    Analysis and detailed plans also can get bonus's

    Writing a series or just writing so many omakes that I decide it will, shall receive a series reward, what this will entail will vary depending on the series.

    Anyone can write so give it a go its fun I promise :D.
     
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    • Omake: The Star Travelers
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    • The Star-travelers

    The land of Nehekhara has seen many changes and wonders over the centuries of it's existence. I know that to the preening Asur of Ulthuan and the ancient Dawi this seems like a mere eyeblink, but it not the number of years lived that creates greatness. It is what someone has learned, hardships endured and triumphs achieved that forge legends.

    Nehekhara was born from the dreams and ambition of Settra the Imperishable, Emperor Of The Shifting Sands. It was he who convinced the gods to purge sickness and hunger from the land, forged the quarreling tribes and cities into a mighty empire and left a legacy that would last for all time. Even after his death Nehekhara held to his vision, ever growing, improving, strengthening.

    Until Nagash.

    Nagash the Monstrous. Nagash the Corrupter. Nagash the Ruin of Nehekhara. As ruler he cared not for the people of the land at all, bleeding them dry to fuel his own mad ambitions. It was only through the actions of the lords of Nehekhara rising up to slay the mad Pharaoh that Settra the Imperishable's legacy was saved.

    However even death was not enough to stop the Defiler's mad ambitions. He returned as a sick parody of life intent of slaying all of Nehekhara for he had decided that if a living Kingdom would not bow to him, than a kingdom of the dead would. He tore the honored dead from their tombs, snaring their souls with foul magics and set them upon their kinsmen and descendants. But this once again failed due to the skill and cunning of Alcadizaar the Conqueror. Nagash's unholy armies were put down and servants driven from Nehekhara.

    Then as his armies and magic had failed against the people of Nehekhara, Nagash instead turned on the land itself. Though foul deeds and sorcery he twisted the great Vitae river, the very heart and soul of the realm from a bringer of life to one of death.

    The Vitae turned red as blood, crops withered in the fields, cattle fell decaying from the inside out. And with them the people of the land withered and died. Slaves, commoners, scribes, nobility, the house of Pharaoh himself, it did not matter. The death of Vitae meant the death of all of Nehekhara.

    The people wept, they despaired, they cried to the gods for salvation, a cure, anything to save the Kingdom from it's end. But the gods could not for their strength to Nehekhara and as it died, so did they. They could not undo what had been done but they could bring a single spark of hope to the people.

    A great star fell in the desert and in it's wake was a wondrous city of crystal stone and metal. It was the home of the Star-travelers, the Draenei, our saviors.

    In our weakened state, wielding magics and science that were beyond anything we had seen, they could have conquered us easily. Wipe us from existence and claim Nehekhara as a new home-land, and yet they did not. Their healers came forth and purged Nagash's venom from our bodies, their scholars built machines of magic and science to cleanse water from the Vitae so that our people could drink and live again.

    I remember my mother and father weeping tears of joy as they lifted my new-born sister to gaze upon the radiance of Ptra for the first time. Before we had thought little Isis would die inside Akila's womb along with her. Truly the Draenei were god-sent miracles.

    They gave so much and when Alcadizaar asked what they wished in return their leader, the prophet Velen said "Nothing". For them, it was simply the right thing to do.

    So let Nagash sit atop his twisted throne of death, raging helplessly at the site of a living Nehekhara and their saviors. Let the Asur sneer at the Draenei's appearance while in secret they try and fail to copy their wonders of science and magic. Let the barbarians of the north scream and cry that we are nothing but Daemon slaves and worshipers.

    We know the truth and will remember for all time. And when the foul Burning Legion that has hounded the Draenei across time and space arrive to corner their prey, they will find us standing beside them ready to drive the beasts back into the Abyss they spawned from.

    From the memoirs of Asar, second-born son of Pharaoh Alcadizaar the Conqueror.
    Founder and leader of the Nehekharan Paladin order, Ptra's fury.

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    • @jwolfe_beta Great omake +15 sent shivers up my spine.

    None cannon unfortunate, but who knows maybe in time :D

    What do you want me to call it the Star travelers?
     
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    What do you want me to call it the Star travelers?
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    Because the Nehekharans probably first saw their 'arrival' as a falling star. And their history of traveling between worlds etc would only straighten that idea.

    Also 'Star-born' was already taken.
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    None cannon unfortunate, but who knows maybe in time :D
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    That's the idea. I was backing on standard SB white-knighting and the fact that the Draenei are largely a LG species for what might happen.
     
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    Omake Canon: Raining Heavans
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    • Raining Heavens​

    As the old trader rode atop his equally old camel through the vast cold desert night he could not help but think of the events of his beloved country that was slowly leading it to it's downfall. The country that was blessed by the Gods and built upon their people slowing having the life choked out of it by the foul undead that seemed to grow more powerful as time went on. He could remember years ago when he was much younger how great the country had been and how he lead a vast trading caravan all across Nehekhara but now he was all that was left peddling what minor things he could to the various small settlements. It was quite sad to think on how things had become but it was hard not to think of much else for an old man.

    That was of course when something he never seen in his long life happened.

    As he gazed at the heavens to check the stars to confirm his location he saw something incredible. The Green Moon of Morrslieb was currently blocked by it's pure white partner and in the clear night sky it would have been impossible for anyone in the country or even further to see what he was seeing. At first it seemed like a single star was slowly moving and picking up speed as it became larger moving forward to the world. As it got even closer it proved to be much different than the many falling stars he had seen in his lifetime.

    Normally when stars fell it was during the night of the year the Green Moon had free reign of the night sky and it's evil gaze swept over the land. With it stars would fall and those that had been stupid enough to be outside during the time to be able to see such events would desribe the stars to be covered in sickly green fire and when they landed would be seen as large stones of pure evil that would warp anything around it. However the star he saw burned with golden purple light instead of sickly green.

    As it got closer and became clearer to see he found that it was not simply one star but rather a group of four clustered close together all burning in a golden purple manner. As they got closer he could have swore they slowed down just a factor and he believed he saw a piece break off one of the four stars that would move off in it's own direction. As the stars fell off into the horizon not long after he lost sight of them over the sand dunes the very ground would shake with such force that he had never felt before.

    It was only the experience and skill of both mount and rider that kept both upright and not throw to the ground. The great shaking of the ground was very brief and as he reached the top of the dune saw great amounts of smoke reach far into the sky. He was sure that the falling stars, the way they shook the ground, and finally the great columns of smoke would no doubt gain attention from anyone in the area if not all of Nehekhara.

    He urged his mount to pick up it's pace to the nearest settlement and report what he had seen. For the first time in years the old man that had seen everything was excited by something new.

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    • Ah nuts. QM has rolled events and from what I can tell we still have ~45 bonus points unused.:(
     
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