Sign Up Blades of Glory(PG-LV)

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Once, a ferocious demon by the name of Fardelin threatened to destroy this world. The human, elven, and dwarven armies of the world combined were not enough to stop him and his army of the vile. It seemed as though the end was inevitable.

One month before Fardelin's fury could sieze the entire world, the greatest wizards of the world came together in a single temple, and with the help of the spirits themselves, forged seven weapons. These weapons, endowed each with the spirit of the earth, had the power to endow their wielders with powers yet unimagined.

These seven weapons were then gifted upon the greatest warriors of their time, and they alone silenced the entire dark army. At the top level of Fardelin's tower, the seven warriors encountered him. In a last act of despratise, Fadelin cast some of his darkness into each of the weapons, at the cost of his life. The world was returned to normal, and an age of peace ensued. Gifted with enchanted life by their weapons, the heroes spent one hundred years traveling the country together, searching for a place hidden enough to seal the mighty blades.

They came to a black volcanoe, and tossed the weapons into the flame. They knew the weapons could withstand the heat, and would again be found in their time of need. The heroes then seperated, sustained by the magic of the blades to each seek sublime peace for the last of their years.

A hundred years passed, while the weapons remained idle. The darkness of Fadelin grew within them, and gave them thought of their own. They didn't understand why they were cast from the hands of their wielders, and were worried for their own well being. They decided, that their next wielders would be forced to depend on their weapons. A cost was added to the power they each gifted. When the wizards first forged these mighty weapons, their spirits were connected. They all gave their wielders the same unstoppable strength. But Fadelin's darkness drew them apart, and they each selected a title, and a specific attribute they would endow.

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Dianna, the twin daggers of the moon. The wielder was gifted with the grace of a thousand elves, though without them, the wielder was bereft of any grace at all, and was left to stumble over every pebble.

Zeus, the axe of Jupiter. It endowed it's wielder with unheard of strength, but without it the wielder's bones could crumble at a touch.

Neptune, the spear of the Seas. The wielder was granted cunning beyond the greatest thinkers of the time, and complete inner focus. Without it, the wielder loses all thought and wanders in madness.

Fauna, the dual swords of Endurance. Equipped with these, any man could fight an army for days non-stop. Without them, the wielder is bereft of motion.

Pluto, katana of death. He who wielded pluto would be given the power to raise the dead for his or her purposes, but without it the wielder joins the ranks of the undead.

Persephone, Bow of silence. It's wielder is gifted with eyes of twenty hawks, and the ability to remain hidden from the sharpest of opponents. The cost of not having this bow, is blindness.

And finally, Chronos, sword of time. It's wielder is gifted with eternal youth, and the powers both to see into the future, and the power to see into the past of one being, be it object or living thing. The wielder, though, would forever spend eternity frozen in time, a fate worse than death.

To be sure their future wielders would be aware of the cost of abandoning them, they decided that their costs would be felt one week before the weapon presented itself. (ie If someone were to be gifted with Persephone in a week, then that person would spend the week going blind.)

Sadly, peace never lasts long. A rouge nation, Zinathece, has started invading all bordering countries. After a hundred years of waiting, the blades of glory dissapeared from the volcanoe, destined to the hands of the most powerful wielders of their time.
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1. No godmodding. I don't seven all powerful supermen.

2. If you are too far away from your weapon, it will take 24 hours for the "cost" to come in full affect.

3. Please, for the love of tacos, if you sign up, post.

Hvae funn! :D

[Dragons_Bait15]

Name:Mikeneko Yumiko (Mike)

Age: 16

Description:Tall dark haired elf with dark green eyes and sharp features, she is 5'9" and wears dark brown pants with a dark green shirt and soft leather boots that tie at her knees.

Gender: Female

Weapon: Bow of silence and a regular claymore

Bio: Her mother died giving birth to her so her father raised with the help of some of the other rangers in her clan. Thus Mieneko always spent her time outside with her father learning to shoot a bow, learning animl lore and herbology. Her father and his friends taught her about life and that she shouldn't take crap from anyone. At 12 she learned basic gymnastics from a few of her father's friend's daughters and on her 16 birthday they went to a nearby cliff and rocke climbed. But Mike lost her grip and fell when her friends got to her her world had already gone black.