Talon
01-02-07, 09:57 PM
The bleak landscape of Salvar was possibly the most dangerous to face of all of the known Althanas continents. Mere moments after entering one of its infamous blizzards, an unprepared person could die. Few trees littered the perfectly smooth plains, for only the oldest trees with the strongest roots could persevere through the ferocity that is Salvar.
One building stood defiant to the Salvarian weather, standing tall beneath the shadows of the long mountain range that stretched across the land. It was the home of the Assassin's Guild, a newly formed group dedicated to the same thing as the building itself... surviving. This fortress, the Castle, was the foundation on which the Assassin's Guild was built. Without the firm protection the building offered, the Guild would be scattered across the lands.
In the very center of the Castle was a vast tower which stretched high above the outer walls overlooking the countryside. This was where the Guild's leader took residence. The Hand of the Assassin's Guild, the wielder of both the Blade and the Shield, controlled all that happened within the building. However, the Hand had been bothered of late. He thought he knew every inch of the Castle, but as it was revealed to him, he was wrong.
There was an underground area, directly beneath the tower from which he orchestrated the guild. From the documents he found, it was said to hold a most powerful being, the true owner of the fortress. It was also said that this man held an extraordinary power, one that the Hand, Zachary Talion, needed. As the assassin Talon, he would lead the Guild below and take the power from this powerful warrior-ruler. This Gilgama would soon fall beneath the Assassin's Guild's combined strength.
A torch lit the dark hallways of the Castle as the Hand summoned those who could aid him. The frigid walkways within the walls were the passageways that led to every single member of the Guild's rooms, and if they were there, they would hear him. "Arise, Assassin's Guild, your Hand is summoning you. Your first task is at hand! Come to me and we shall destroy it beneath our combined strength!" He shouted this throughout the Castle, and a flock of men and women soon began to follow. Soon he had made his way though the entirety of the Castle and was standing before the tower once more. Pulling a piece of parchment from his cloak, he studied it and began to press a series of stones on the wall of the tower. After he had finished, a loud rumbling echoed through the area and a door appeared like magic from the wall of the tower. Opening it revealed a stairway which led downward.
"Follow me!"
((Assassin's Guild only.))
One building stood defiant to the Salvarian weather, standing tall beneath the shadows of the long mountain range that stretched across the land. It was the home of the Assassin's Guild, a newly formed group dedicated to the same thing as the building itself... surviving. This fortress, the Castle, was the foundation on which the Assassin's Guild was built. Without the firm protection the building offered, the Guild would be scattered across the lands.
In the very center of the Castle was a vast tower which stretched high above the outer walls overlooking the countryside. This was where the Guild's leader took residence. The Hand of the Assassin's Guild, the wielder of both the Blade and the Shield, controlled all that happened within the building. However, the Hand had been bothered of late. He thought he knew every inch of the Castle, but as it was revealed to him, he was wrong.
There was an underground area, directly beneath the tower from which he orchestrated the guild. From the documents he found, it was said to hold a most powerful being, the true owner of the fortress. It was also said that this man held an extraordinary power, one that the Hand, Zachary Talion, needed. As the assassin Talon, he would lead the Guild below and take the power from this powerful warrior-ruler. This Gilgama would soon fall beneath the Assassin's Guild's combined strength.
A torch lit the dark hallways of the Castle as the Hand summoned those who could aid him. The frigid walkways within the walls were the passageways that led to every single member of the Guild's rooms, and if they were there, they would hear him. "Arise, Assassin's Guild, your Hand is summoning you. Your first task is at hand! Come to me and we shall destroy it beneath our combined strength!" He shouted this throughout the Castle, and a flock of men and women soon began to follow. Soon he had made his way though the entirety of the Castle and was standing before the tower once more. Pulling a piece of parchment from his cloak, he studied it and began to press a series of stones on the wall of the tower. After he had finished, a loud rumbling echoed through the area and a door appeared like magic from the wall of the tower. Opening it revealed a stairway which led downward.
"Follow me!"
((Assassin's Guild only.))