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Haunted Forest Whispers they say, screams of agony, many have a story of their own to speak of the horrors of past and present within those woods. Said to be the death bed of an ancient army, the last battle field of terrible warriors of doom. Long ago before our city was stablished, and the village that preceeded it. Long before the first Riverside citizens began to gather, the north artic lands were the vast territory of a terrible race. A fighter group of people, people I can't really tell, but savage kind for sure. They scorned the lands to the south with their might King's wrath. His desire and pleasure at slaying the innocent women childreen was only matched by his armys might. Numerous they were and skilled in the art of death. However their ability to battle increased their pride even more, no enemy could defeat them, no plague could hurt them, no force of mortal or god could stop them. And that's when their downfall came... The elders of the Riverside Covenant performed a ritual, they called upon a powerful Firegod, a demon of the underworld toaid them, and terrible was the price. For the Demon would not help unless every villages firsrt born child was given to feed his hunger. But still they gave in, they are remenber today as the Brave Generation. The demon foretold, a challenge was to be made by the Riverside's Elder to the might Armys King, meet at the desert plans bettewn the two territories. For his royalness was called upon to decide their feud in the last battle for the kingdom's domain. And there the King went, blinded by his pride, a mere village defying his merciless rule. That could not be, they had to be wipped of the earth immediatly. And so the Demon than revealed his true form, a giant monster of fetid breath, skin of stone and flames instead of eyes. His steps scorched the land, his mere presence made the plants and trees wither. The might Kings Army was gathered, himself in the front, the Riverside elders said the last goodbyes to their first borns. All lined against the Hordes warriors, and so it began, the sun was obscured by dark clouds, clouds of doom. The Demon spawned in the middle of the field, to the King himself he spoke: <b>'~ hisssssss <b> Might King your time has come, but yet you have one <b>option step back and never enter this lands again and your <b>life and your armys shall be saved, this is your last chance. <b>From now on only eternal damnation awaits... The mere sounds of the demons voice made the troops shiver, but their pride was great. Instead of considering the offer the King Charged, and along with him the troops dived into battle. <b>'~ hissssssss <b>Your fate was chosen, as many you have slayed today shall be <b>your end,,, In what seemed like a blink of an eye, the monster kneeled to his left knee, and punched the land with his right fist, so strong the very mountains near trembled. With that his rage was released the whole field was suddenly in flames, the Brave generation of the Riverside vilages first borns were transformed into demon spawns, and with relentless fury they massacred the Kings Army, unharmed by steel or force they continued. The whole army was swiftly slain, the Terrible kings deathbed is now what we villagers call the Dark Forest. For there where his army was scorched to death soon after grew plants and trees like no other. Darkness and mystery involved those woods. No living animal ever inabited them. And still stories are told of the Terrible Kings downfall. His battle might who could only be matched by his pride. The Brave generation, the finnest, heroes of our land. lHonestyl | |