The River Kingdoms have a history of independence and freedom. The people see no one to rule them all... no one to be a King

The fear and mystery of the past has caught up to the present. The games he played the horror he caused, they thought was over. Heroes from the past failed you. They failed all of you. An old god rises again and all the other gods have fallen. Mortals and gods walk the earth.

So does Tal Rasha the old god. He was the only god during his rein. Humanity took a great sacrafice to rid the world of him. However thier efforts were in vein, he walks Galorian again to recreate the world in his image.

That is not the only problem, with the loss of gods pilgrimages and holy quests will start to rise. The seat of a god is in the heavens now mortals will strive to find these seats. Prepare for war like you have never seen before.

This is a game either you WIN or you DIE...

Campaign: Introducing high amounts of role play, combat and the ability of mass combat. Think "Game of Thrones" meets pathfinder. Using rules from various sources this campaign will allow the Pc's to play out almost 100 years in game. Can they conquer/unite the river kingdoms, and what is the Prophecy of the First King?

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A new Life
"Cold" Whispered Ikiryo. "Its... So..." Suddenly he felt as though he sank into himself. entering a void of nothingness. He felt as though he was floating in a lightless room with no walls, floors, or ceilings. As he tried to open his eyes he felt too weak, drained of his energy. He could feel himself sinking feather into himself. As if he was nothing but a small warmth at the center of his chest. Abruptly he felt the warm pulsate. "lub dub", he felt as if it was his heart. as if it was beating for the 1st time. The warm slowly grow from his heart to every inch of his body. He could feel his arms reaching out as his hands where softly grasping his knees.

As Ikiyo floated there an image flashed in his mind. "What that that?" he wondered. "Its a scroll. One of my masters..." It suddenly hit him, he knew where he was and what was going on. He was died and is now being reborn. He could feel his body begin to unfold he could feel a force starting to pull him backwards. He sensed that he was moving faster and faster. Until he felt like he was slammed up against a wall. At that moment he found himself grasping for air. As if the air had been knocked out of him. He jolted up and opened his eyes.

He found himself in a dimly light room. sitting up on a table. He could feel the cold air all over his body, causing his skin to tighten and goosebumps to form. He could see his master standing a the doorway just barely. Her ebony black skin made it hard for him to see her. if it wasn't for her long ghost white hair and piercing purple eyes staring at him with that lustful look, he wouldn't haven even noticed her. She tossed a white cloth at his crotch. "As much as I enjoy the view, that will need to wait until tonight. For now put that on and then join me downstairs for your morning meal." I suddenly had a different kind of sinking sensation in the pit of my stomach. anytime she is this nice to me. I know something is wrong and I am in trouble. I must have really fucked up right before i died...
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The Return of the Ironi
We have succeeded! My companions and I created a plan to examine the exodus a little further especially as we were now on the run from the law but alas, it must have come too soon, because while they were exploring William returned for us in the arcane sanctum and when we returned to Azlanti we found the city crumbling all around us, and the rest of our friends no where in sight. He and I managed to return to the Arcane Santum but our friends may not have been so lucky.
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So the shadowy character that my companion and I killed (he was evil, and the last non good character we had in our party turned traitor on us) stuffed me into a bag of holding and suffocated me in my sleep.

Great way to build trust of a group there, by murdering its members.

I was right. He was evil and he was not to be trusted.
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If I'm you and your me then who is that guy?
Last time we fought Markov in an alternate timeline, this time we fought him in this timeline. We managed to triumph both times though both times I did not do that much to help. I am worried for the other group of adventurers hopefully they found a way to escape. If confronting dj was not the best plan perhaps we can make the best of what happens. Though without the ship perhaps we will have to find a new way to face these invaders from another space.
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Oops I did it again
Dont remember much of how I got TO that point, but the red fog of battle descended over me and I attacked the first evil thing in the room. I committed murder on a weaponless council member.

The others were attacking the guards but the guards were guilty of nothing more than carrying out the law. My senses told me there was an evil person in the room and I attacked them, only after the battle haze had descended did I realize Id killed an unarmed council member.

I immediately put away my weapons and surrendered to the law, fully expecting to be executed for my actions, and I intend on recieving that punishment. It was MY fault. I will accept no break out, no pardon, I need to be punished for my action
Session: Book three: The Return of Markov; Chapter 4: Rebellion of "The Exodus" - Sunday, Oct 11 2015 from 10:15 PM to 3:15 AM
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