[cedertree]

((I was going to have a basic layout of the setting when I thought “How boring. I am going to start them off with a story.” Please use your imagination however you want to add to the lore of the land))
How about a story?
As you know there are many kingdoms that cover the Earth, but none as prosperous as our lands of Omnixia. Our story begins in a little village on the border of Omnixia, it has long been forgotten which border village. There lived a family named the Bornabrecs. The Bronabrecs family was a wealthy family that oversaw almost all of the trade in the village. Most would’ve said they were very proper. However, every family has it’s share of skeletons in the cupboard and most of the time those skeletons find their way out. The Bornabrecs’ troubles started when Mrs. Bornabrecs gave birth to twins. Now the thing about the Bornabrecs, they had roots in magic. Now magic back then was legal but highly frowned upon. Magicians were seen as thieves and lairs. Twins often have stronger links to magical roots. This worried Mr. Bornabrecs for sure, but I am sure he thought he could keep a lid on it. The first twin, Aria, was beautiful and intelligent. She always seemed to look at the world with a different view. Her younger brother, Jarad, was rash and brute. He always did his best to out do his sister at everything. These two young Bronabrecs would have lived quiet lives had it not been for their grandmother, who to Mr. Bornabrecs dismay was staying with the family. Their grandmother used to actively practice magic. She used to tell the children stories of the olden days when magic was more common, in spite of their father’s hatred for such tales. It didn’t take long before she was teaching the children basic magic. Then as the children grew older along with their grandmother, it came time for her to pass down the family relic. Family relics used to be common in magical families. It would be passed down from generation to generation, boosting it’s owner’s abilities. She could not pass it on to her own son because he would most certainly destroy it. So she chose to pass it on to Aria, much to the envy of Jarad. For a while it seemed there was a rift between the siblings that was more than rivalry. But time heals all wounds, or so it would seem. The two reaching adulthood agreed to work together to study magic and develop their skills. After some time others joined them, students if you will. At first this was ghastly to the public but things quieted down. Such peace does not last long. A darkness came over Jarad, a unquenchable greed. Taking almost half of the students with him he separated from his sibling. Only whispers survived the time before the war. One day like any other, peaceful and calm, Jarad’s students attacked the residence of Aria and her students. Aria quickly struck back. Thus begun the horrible war that tore apart this kingdom for so long. Finally the last day dawned. Jarad’s forces of trained disciples surrounded Aria and her followers. There was more drops of blood than one could count spillt that day. But not a single soul that was there would forget the moment when Jarad got a hold of his sister. He didn’t just kill her, he destroyed her. Finally the object he had craved for so long was his. The relic would be his. But Jarad did not think to check for any curses laid by sister on the relic. It is unknown what happened to Jarad but there was a painful cry and a figure seen using magic to flee the battle. Jarad was never seen again. His followers were still bloodthirsty but without a leader. They turned their attention to the capital. On their way though they slaughtered a particularly royal looking maiden. This turned out to be the former queen. Upon hearing this news the king despaired greatly. He called for help from all the surrounding kingdoms and they answered. Together they defeated Jarad’s followers. The king promptly outlawed magic under penalty of death. And thus began the age of rebuilding in Omnixia.
So dear reader, how will your own tale effect this great land? Will you seek to rebuild it or destroy it? Will you take a liking to the old ways or become a witch hunter? Or perhaps something completely unexpected? The future of this kingdom is clay and your generation must take it’s turn at forming it.

[naga5000]

I sighed as I put down the book I had been reading. No doubt this was the hundredth time I had turned those pages, hoping against all odds that the words would be different. Oh why did I have to have the blood of a mage? Or even more importantly… Why was I still completely untrained? It was my fathers job to do the ladder, yet he left without a trace, leaving me to my abusive mother. At that thought I heard a crash in the kitchen.
“Great, she’s home. Time to get going.” I opened the window next to me, slowly slipping out and shutting it behind me. I then proceeded to walk along the tree that grew just beside the house. It was bare, in preparation for winter. I pulled my shawl around my shoulders, tying it in a knot. The air was bitter with cold, making it almost hard to breathe. I hopped down and continued on, my silver hair gleaming in the light of the afternoon sun. Maybe something would happen today to make my life easier, or at least have more meaning.

[DolimiccanDragon]

((I’m using characters from a book series I’m writing called Anomalia.))

My name is Edern Prath, and I have recently saved my planet, Anomalia. Recently, I’ve been seeking more adventure, and my guardian deity Taren, A.K.A. Gamer, as he’s known in other places, told me that there was another dimension in need of a fighter. He wanted me to find the evil mage, Jarad, and finish him, no problem since he’d probably have been wounded. Sadly, Taren couldn’t follow me, but he knew my magic was strong and was okay. I told a friend of mine, Garth Techno, the famous Techno-walker, that I was going to this new world. He offered to go along, and I was okay with it. We left through the dimensional portal that Anomatech, the leading tech company in Anomalia, had sent to us, and appeared in the dimension’s magic-using nation, Omnixia. When Garth realized there weren’t any routers in this dimension, rendering his power useless, he decided to return. However, he then re-realized that the portal was going to close soon. “Nononononodon’tcloseDON’TCLOSEDON’TCLOSENONONO!!!” he yelled, making a reference to his favorite website, Bob and George, which he read in his home dimension. However, the portal closed soon after. I saw a young girl walk by with a shawl around her. “Hey, do you know of the guy who got magic outlawed? I’ve found out he might still be alive!”