Created: 2003-10-01 09:00:42
Game: guild
Faith:
Draven sat quietly, pondering the fates of his most recent allies. DEAD, all
dead.
He had followed blindly, after stepping away from command some years ago.
Now their lands lay in ruins. The carnage was rife and unjustified. The
leadership was inept, and foundering and He could bare the stench of defeat no
more.
This would NOT happen again,
Their precious leader lay lifeless on the field of battle.
Astenon a Precious leader?!
..Draven scoffed to himself...
The blade that felled him a blessing to Darden, and a sign to Draven.
The time to lead had come again.
The followers of Darden shall once again strike fear into the hearts of the
heathen masses.
The skulls of the fallen, shall be crushed under our boot-heels as we march to
glorious victory.
No race shall be turned away, as we rally around the banners of War. no quarter
shall be given the enemy, and no mercy shown.
The time has come to bathe the name of Darden in the blood of the infidels.
SEXAY
To Long had the Leaders of the
faith of Darden been indecisive, save a few. The entire war effort was in
turmoil. Time and time again Draven had watched the short-comings of that
leadership cost the lives of far to many. To long had the faith failed to pool
its forces and strike the type of blow he had seen in the old days. the Days
when wars were fought with intelligence and without mercy. He had followed
Astenon, had done his bidding and tried to carry out his wishes, but time and
time again his wishes had been costly and flawed. Now the rumors of Draven's own
blade being the very one that had ended his life, passed from the lips of many
like small secret breezes. Astenon was dead, and Draven cared not, he knew what
he must do.
The entire faith shall rock at the foundations of its
beliefs, for now Draven had put out the great call. rallying those who tired of
small and selfish thinking leaders who thought only of self gain. He stood
before any that would listen, and made his pledge. I Draven swear by my own
blood that we shall dine in the very halls of the heathens and rejoice at the
cries of their women. We shall dance on their bones and drink of their blood.
The time has come for the faith of Darden to take its rightful place, for now I
summon you. I summon the weak and the strong, The Leader and the peasant, for
all shall have a place here, to bask in Darden's divine glory.
Draven forged the steel brand that all SEXAY members would
wear. With Darden guiding his hand had smelted it in the fires of the heathen
ruins, and cooled it the pools of infidel blood. He had asked that a Leader with
true faith step forward and place it over his heart. From the crowds one stepped
forth, and took up the blazing steel. Virch of The Natural Evolution, a True
Leader and Ally. He pressed the white hot steel to Draven's Breast and sealed
the fates of faithless in the land. Draven proclaimed as he stood, "Let all
who join the ranks of SEXAY wear the brand with pride, for from this day forth
the steel of Sexay shall seek divine glory and righteousness for Darden."
And the masses came, Draven branded many and passed the hot iron. "Only
those who wear the brand shall give the brand" he said "and with this
we swear our allegiance to each other."
The night sky grew angry red, as the sun gently kissed the
horizon. Something new and exciting was on the wind, and it spread through the
lands like a cleansing rain. A renewed hope danced from the lips of those who
spoke it. Draven met with the Leaders that would listen, his words carried
weight, carried steel. All men brothers under Darden, equal in value, and each
with a voice. Sexay would not be about the one, but the many. Not about the
Guild, but the Faith, and the faithless shall fear the day and curse the nights.
The time had come to build a glorious land, under the
divine guidance of Darden. A land were the men, women and children of Darden
could bask in the fruitful blessings of the one true God. No more shall we sit idly
by as our neighbors home is burned. No more shall we watch as our distant allies
lands are pillaged and raped of its abundance. Now WE shall set the example, now
WE shall step from the shadows and bare our steel for all who worship Darden.
Let the Lands shake and the clouds rumble, for Darden's hand is reaching out
from beyond the heavens to squeeze the pagan blood from the heathen heart. We
together shall be the first and the last, the dawn and the dusk, the righteous
and the true.
GM: DoubleD Sexay
AGM: Shatnerfied
Squad Leader: RicoSauve
Full Member: Whatever
Member: OneBagger
Newbie: PorkChop Ugly
This is Sexay's First Age in Canon