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Post by Smoky on Nov 8, 2009 17:57:16 GMT -5
For years, the realm of Rotuma has been ruled by Kronos. The terra lay in ruins. Little to no vegetation grows through the hard packed earth. What is left of what once were trees stand eerily with no leaves and blackened, lifeless bark. The equines that roam this land are thin and weak, making it easier to obey their ruler's cruel orders. For the punishment for defying the heartless leader is death.
But, hope still remains in those hearts brave enough to believe. Years ago, in the beginning of Kronos' reign, an old and blind mare, by the name of Kymira, foretold the birth of the strange marked equines. These equines were destined to defeat Kronos and pull Rotuma out of these dark times. She spoke of tall grasses and blue skies. Under the rule of the Chosen. The Marked. Our story begins after the death of Kymira, with the brith of the very first Marked one, Devon.
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