"Let me explain to you something about the Realm of Exiles that most people do not realise. It is practically a parasite. Not only does it keep any beings exiled to it and refuses to let them leave with their lives, but it also often devours entire landscapes from other planes. Something magical goes haywire and suddenly a tower is missing? A village? Half a beach? A mountain? Then you can bet everything on it that whatever went missing will end up in the Realm of Exiles. Truth be told, I have seen it happen more often than I'm comfortable with." - Hadlon the Wise, Librarian of the Royal Archives, Year 241 of the Second Era
"Trust me, the ritual has been prepared with the outmost care. There is absolutely no chance anything could go wrong." - Archmage Antonius shortly before his entire tower was ripped out of the dimension, 64th Year of Gold
"Guzog! Put da shiny bits down again before I smash yer head in!" - Orc-Chief Targa moments before he smashed another Orc's head into an artifact, causing an explosion that caused the entire Tribe to disappear with barely a trace, 572th Year after the Restoration of Sederias
"Fools! I have cheated death more than once and I shall escape once again!" - Sandro the Lich, shortly before accidentally using the wrong Portal spell
"For crimes against the Empire I sentence you to permanent exile. Wizard! Open the portal!" - Executor Halbar of the Tarian Empire
The Multiverse is an expansive and far more fragile place than even the greatest scholars and wizards of the various planes realise. Therefore it comes as barely any surprise when during the endless meddling of the Great Powers some Wizards devised the perfect prison... an artificial and utterly unpredictable plane of existence which no living nor unliving being can leave and not even the Gods could influence. Unfortunately for them, they ended up exiling themselves during the creation. Information on how to open a portal spread regardless and in the following centuries it has been regularly used as a quick way to get rid of one's opposition. Not to mention that in the Realm of Exiles, as it is nowadays called, mere existence regularly destabilises the boundaries between the various planes of existence.
You, meanwhile, are the newest unlucky fool to be thrown into a portal. It doesn't matter if it was a magical accident, a part of a trap or if you had a particularly angry Spellcaster after you. The fact is that you are doomed to eternal Exile.
Regardless, the question right now is... Who are you?
(I'm writing this in addition to my other Quest for the sake of variation and because a fully original setting, although heavily inspired by generic D&D style fantasy and anything based on it, leaves pretty much everything open for interpretation.)
[x] Plan: old goblin with dreams of running the best gladiator pit or other violently-inclined competition
-[x] Name: "Young" Boyles
-[x] Gender: Male
-[x] Age: Ancient
-[x] Race: Goblin
-[x] Alignment
-- Evil
-[x] Specialty
--[x] Stewardship
thanks for choosing my vote, however i kinda edited it; from global domination to just managing a violent sports team or gladiatorial arena. I have a simple dream...
thanks for choosing my vote, however i kinda edited it; from global domination to just managing a violent sports team or gladiatorial arena. I have a simple dream...