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Jeulnelune Saga- Volume 1: Marching Westward


Two cities, each like an alabaster star blazing in an otherwise bleak and hellish world. Set seventy miles apart, Isabella and Jeannette are the last bastions of civilization a mere 300 years after the war between Rome and China destroyed what little knowledge and culture that remained.

For each of the 300 past years, a treaty of formal alliance and eternal friendship has bound the destinies of Jeannette and Isabella together. When the barbarians had come out of the East, South, and North, what was left of Rome?s fine legions and the militia of the cities repelled them time and time again.

Like the hydra, it seemed the men of Jeannette and Isabella that cutting one of the barbarians down only replaced it with five more. The hordes of these wild, gibbering men swept like locusts across the remains of farmlands, setting them ablaze. Without food, the fate of the cities became bleak, and each citizen braced for the final assault, vowing that it would not come lightly for their foes.

It is said that in the deepest darkness, light is coming fast. Known simply as the Praetor Maximus, an amazing man appeared out of no where, rallying the battered armies of the fallen Rome, and the Two Cities to him like a Greek hero of yore. With Praetor Maximus spear heading the legions, the unknown barbarians were beaten back, leaving hundreds of thousands of their dead behind.

The mighty horde was routed to the shores of the Atlantic Ocean. Still out numbering the legions 10 to one, the barbarians drew strength from desperation and lashed viciously into the legions, regardless of their appalling losses. After ten days of fighting, only Praetor Maximus and his ten elite praetorian guard were standing.

Returning to Jeannette, the war-time capital of the alliance, the 11 soldiers received a triumph like no man has ever received before, or shall again. Hailed as demi-gods by the masses and as archfiends by the Senate, the most impaired observer could see what was coming.

Praetor Maximus fell to the skilled blade of Princeps Senatus, chief of Jeannette?s Senate. Four of Maximus? elite guard avoided death that day, riding like the wind into the unknown Eastern territories. These four found shelter in the remains of an ancient Roman outpost.

Taken in by the old, semi-sane hermit that abided there, they began to recover their strength. As the Four stayed there, the hermit?s words began to haunt them. He seemed to know something important, but never chose to divulge it.

Six years later, when the old man died, the Four buried him in the wastelands. In preparing to light the ancient fortress up, and return it to honor, one of the Four found the hermit?s diary. The only two words within it were ?travel east?. The entire volume was filled with those two words, and upon sharing the discovery with the other three, they began to search around.

While they searched, a traveler passing stopped, and asked for a drink. Feeling strangely comfortable with the stranger, the Four invited him in. As he drank, he told them of a terrible evil rising in the East, and of the millions of people dead in the Orient at the hands of this evil.

He left as quickly as he came.

The Four uncovered a dusty leather tome. The words within shocked them, and they finally realized their purpose:
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Dread Legion?crushed what was left?of? Locusts? expanding westward? past the Caucasus a year ago... steady? unstoppable. All dead? no survivors.[/i]

If the Locusts (as the barbarians were called), were routed by the mysterious Dread Legion, and this legion was marching westward, and they were already past the Caucasus? Jeannette and Isabella, the Four?s beloved homeland were directly in the path of this unknown evil!

Deciding quickly, two of the Four rode like the wind to Isabella, disguised as merchants in an attempt at warning the rebuilding legions. The other Two, in an insane reconnaissance effort, rode on black stallions into the East, seeking to find the truth about the Evil in the East.

The two that rode East soon found what they were looking for. Looking down into a valley from a mountain vista, they observed mailed, uniformed soldiers methodically destroy the small hovels that resided there. They thought little of what they saw until the soldier?s commander appeared.

A vast man, clad in the finest silks and gold (generally a total layer of bling-bling) sounded with evil laughter, proclaiming, ?In the name of Jeulnelune, Emporer of Earth by right of Conquest, I, Apotheosis, General of the Dread Legions, take possession of this land.?

Skirting around the rapidly growing encampment of the Dread Legion, the two delved deeper, nearing the Caucasus. They saw vast columns of infantry clad in black armor and uniformed meticulously, lumbering siege weapons indescribable in their minds, a multitude of archers, and cavalry to the floor. All of these soldiers marched as one unit, and the two found no fault in them.

Fleeing before the mighty host, the two scouts rode like lightning back to Jeannette, praying to all gods, pagan and civilized, that the other two were successful in raising the Legions of Jeannette and Isabella. Still nearly five-hundred miles from the two cities, they knew there was some time left before all was lost.

The two that rode in warning to Jeannette and Isabella failed to even achieve audience with Princeps Senatus in the first three weeks of their arrival there. When they did finally gain audience with him, he was skeptical of any such force being marshaled in the East.

Until the other two returned (also disguised as merchants) with their report, nothing was done in preparation. Princeps finally ordered legions raised after much wasted time convincing. The legions were very strong, but the Four feared that even this host of the Two Cities could do anything more than wound the monstrosity was coming.

Slowly and surely it is coming.

Dismissed as unimportant, the Four took up quarters in the city of Isabella, away from all the political hubbub that could get them discovered. There they finally had time to think about all that was occurring?

[i] Who was that stranger? Why did we feel comfortable with him?

Who was the Praetor Maximus, and why did he come when he did?

How can the Dread Legion be stopped?

How long can we lodge here before we are discovered?[/i]

To these and other questions, they had no answer.


Basically, the story that we will act out is like this: The Four must find a way to defeat the Dread Legion, stop the corruption of the Senate in Jeannette, and remain unidentified the entire time.

I need the following players-

The Four- Anything goes here, these are uber-Elite soldiers 6 years out of the service, they can be anyone as long as they kick ten kinds of punk ***.

1 Four Spot Reserved for: Fruede

Princeps Senatus- Yea, we need someone to be the lesser of the villains. He is the typical egomaniacal, badassed, corrupt political leader. Other than that, do whatever you want with him.

Apotheosis- This is out prime villain, so be evil, and totally crazy.

A senator?s wife, and a Jeannette/Isabella General are also needed.

Other characters we will create at convenience, and they shall be played by all.

Sign-Ups:

Name-

Age-

Gender-

Biography- The most important one. Be very detailed.

Personality-

Notes-

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[SIZE=1][COLOR=#B33D79][b]Name:[/b] Echo

[b]Age:[/b] 24

[b]Gender:[/b] Female

[b]Biography/Personality:[/b]
Ever since she was born into Jeannette?s aristocratic society, Echo had always been held as a child wonder, a gifted child who was beyond her years. When other children were out playing in the streets, she was often seen prowling about the plaza listening to?even participating in?lectures and debates.

She was never the good daughter and would do just about anything to upset her disagreeable senator-father. As a last act of defiance against her father, she entered the military on the eve of her twelfth birthday and was whisked away to distant Marathon for training. The gladius became her weapon of choice and chariot racing, her favorite sport. Yet amid all the ?brutish? activities she was beginning to like, her mind never lost its edge. At eighteen years of age, she rallied the common folk of Marathon into successfully keeping the barbarians at bay from the province with no loss of life on their side. It was because of this stunning display of leadership and ingenuity that she was lovingly nicknamed ?Echo?, after the deity of misdirection, and became the commander of Marathon?s soldiers.

In the same year, her forces were called upon by Praetor Maximus to wage a full-scale war against the barbarians. She was one of the 10 who walked behind the Praetor the day he entered Jeannette victorious and was hailed as ?the one favored by Bellona?.

Her father welcomed his prodigal daughter back into his house but even this mending of past hurts was not able to pull her out of her grief. For days she mourned the loss of her men and it took no less than the Praetor to shake her out of it.

She was with Praetor Maximus when he was murdered and was one of the few of his elite guards who avoided death that day. Her captains pulled her out of the fray after she hewed down two senators with her sword. She evaded arrest and fled from Jeannette with the other elite guards.

Six years later and after the death of the hermit who took her in, she rode out to the East on a reconnaissance mission. She and her companion brought back ill tidings, all of which were dismissed as made-up rumors by most who heard it.

She now resides in Isabella as one of the Four.
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[b]Name[/b]- Felix

[b]Age[/b]- 28

[b]Gender[/b]- Male

[b]Biography[/b]- The last son of the House of Lucius Maximus Pacifica,a legendary Roman general, Felix is a rare breed of orphan. In spite of his aristocratic bloodlines, he has little formal education, and spent most of his youth working the docks. Without the backing of a vast and incredibly rish family, he could not even dream of making senator, let alone praetor or consul.

He knew this from an early age, and instead of yearning for what he could not have, he focused elsewhere. Taught by old sailers, both cruel and greedy, he mastered many skills and languages. He learned to fight just to survive, even in the alabaster cities of Jeannette and Isabella, the docks are not friendly places.

Prodigal with gladius, spear, and strategy, Felix easily gained entrance to the army at the age of 17. In many of the early battles, he earned countless awards and was recognized for many heroic achievements. The breaking point in his career, up until which he was only a minor officer (no academy training and political support does not help one in the military), came in a dark, wintry night. He alerted an entire legion to an unexpected onslought of the Locust barbarians, and earned the Grass Crown, Isabella's highest honor.

He led the band of rapidly failing legions against the hydra-like foe, and as Orpheus lead the savage race, Felix also rallied the armies to him, and then to the Praetor Maximus in the darkest hour. In the Halls of the Senate, he survived the mighty wrath of the Princeps Senatus, and his elite Praetorian Guard.

Having returned from the East, and having witnessed a fantastic, impossible enemy, he now hides out in Isabella.