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Free the God of Words for a chance to win 5K Sapphires from Balur's prison!

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Jitana
16 October, 2015, 3:53 PM UTC

WAR OF SAPPHIRE


.......He turns to his people and gives them a special sapphire which lets them to revive endlessly if they fall in battle with orcs till they save God of Words.

Battle was fierce; orcs were like an ocean and their dead bodies created a mountain. The epic battle lasted 2 days without a break. Oberon's people and Oberon himself felt so many times yet they rise again thanks to the SAPPHIRE which Gods have enchanted for Oberon and his people to ensure saving one of their own from Balur's chasm in the end of this final battle. And like many wars before, Oberon was victorious. God of Words started a new chronicle immediately upon his rescue and named the final battle as War of Sapphire. Because all knew that without Sapphire this battle was a lost one.

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Sifr
16 October, 2015, 3:56 PM UTC

We Might lost the battle but, WE SHALL NOT BE FORGOTTEN!!!!


And they sing together:


I am not immortal

I am just a man

A power-craving tyrant

Beyond the shadows in the sand

Men have come to fear me

Many bow and cry

Known across the desert

I am the one who will not die

I have faced the demons of our most desperate moments

I have been the one to defend our pride

I have worn the banner of my abandoned brothers

I will be the first one to give my life

Lost not forgotten

Reigning against the odds

Feared and respected living among the gods

Leading the empire

Spirit as black as coal

Lost not forgotten

King of the deathless soul

An epic novel no one's read

Pages torn and faded

The greatest story never told

Behold the kingdom I possess

Land of wealth and beauty

Where the streets are paved with gold

Once fearless and brave

A realm passed away

The ghosts of yesterday

Lost not forgotten

Reigning against the odds

Feared and respected living among the gods

Leading the empire

Spirit as black as coal

Lost not forgotten

King of the deathless soul

Lost not forgotten

Reigning against the odds

Feared and respected living among the gods

Leading the empire

Brutal and heartless

Vanishing further

Into the darkness

Lost not forgotten

King of the deathless soul


Fighter Sifr of Fellowship
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Guy
16 October, 2015, 4:01 PM UTC
The sign is twofold, the prophetic word was that the sign of a sackcloth covered ruby would be found; having found it Oberon held it up for all to see. It was the time to muster the armies of Stormfall to challenge the orcish hords and bring the special ruby to the gates of the prision. This is where the one bearing the relic would challenge and defeat the special prision guards of the God of Words; then unlock the door to the hold and free him.
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Mahoney
16 October, 2015, 4:03 PM UTC

"The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special SIGN…” 

A swing of his mighty axe at the ancient twisted tree splits it into two. Then he takes his battle worn blade still dripping with the blood of his latest orc kill and splinters the axe, piercing the sword deep into the earth. The dripping blood turns to silver blue light and the ground rumbles and groans. As the earth grinds and cracks, a illuminated pool of cool water surfaces glowing in the silver light. Oberon takes a wooden chalice, fills the cup and drinks of the mysterious water. Plated armor forms over skin, his eyes turn emerald green and scarlet, teeth sharpen to points, and then he signals for all to follow his lead.
Mahoney
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marr21608
16 October, 2015, 6:03 PM UTC

The Severed Thorn

"The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special SIGN…”

He held high the severed head of Varbuk, the favorite Warg of Balur. Varbuk’s once black, sparkling eyes were clouded white with lifelessness. His tongue lolloped to the side, draped over enormous fangs, a fabled horror to any who looked upon them. Lord Oberon was holding the blood encrusted, matted fur at the ear, as if scolding an unruly mongrel. Balur’s purebred pride was now a tortured trophy, and would fuel victory against the foolish Orcs who dared to camp in Oberon’s sight.

 Reinfrid, Oberon’s flight captain, at this sign from his Lord, urged his Griffin forward to sound the order to the waiting warriors below, in his own commanding voice: “ON TO BATTLE!”

The order was answered by a cacophonous cry of man and beast, all hungry to drive the invaders until every last one was crushed under boot and claw. Imperial Great Lords sounded their horns, which combined in a haunting siren that fuels the warriors’ blood from the humble Pikeman, to the Wyvern riders circling above. Lord Oberon’s army surged forward, and would soon clash with the waiting Orcs, Ogres and Marennon.


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BlackDragon
16 October, 2015, 6:55 PM UTC
soon the word was spread through out the lands as the lords held the final meeting one was heard to declare lords we shall call forth the Dragons once more the lord then held up the only weapon that would call forth the mighty Dragons the legendary Horn of the DragonLord slowly he placed it to his lips as the silence grew louder he tilted his head to the sky and blew the magical call as the Lords waited in silence far in the distance the sound of thunder could be heard Then out of the western sky they came in their thousands a sight none of this age had seen or would see again THE MIGHTY DRAGONS OF STORMFALL as they flew overhead they let forth a mighty roar of anger and victory the DragonLord held his hands high and pointed in the direction of the Gods prison as one the Dragons once again let forth a roar of anger with a mighty sweep of thier wings they lept thru the air as one and raced to the rescue and the lords knew that victory was assured as no one had ever prevailed against them And so the story was passed thru the ages of the mighty Legendary DRAGONS OF STORMFALL
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Cryingfreeman
16 October, 2015, 7:01 PM UTC

"The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special SIGN…”


"... tears of blood streaming down his eyes, crying for the vanquished as well as the slain, for his righteous heart weeps for the orcs who were once men. Weep he may with the sorrow that the Wars bring, but the tears of blood he sheds reminds his people that no matter what blood has to be wrenched, should his people dream to live as a free man !!! "


Regards

Cryingfreeman :)

 
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Skylar
16 October, 2015, 7:58 PM UTC

Looking over his armies, he was please as to how well his troops had been fairing against the orcish horde. He gave to them a rousing speech, inflaming the minds of the men and women. Thirsting for the destruction of their enemies, and the art of battle, Oberon, was antsy to start the battle. His spies went in to see the creatures, and reported back to him. His army had millions of troops, from archers to dragons and wyrven, all felt the need to commence the battle. At that point he gave the orders to begin the battle, and the shedding of blood began, but once the smoke cleared, Oberon's triumph was clear. It looked as if the landscape had been painted red, and black and was covered in severed body parts, from each side of the battle, the carrion birds would feast well tonight. His battle ridden troops, plundered their rightful loot from the battle. The god of words, now released from his enprisonment, was brought before Oberon, who greeted him with  an unexpected gesture of brotherhood, The god of words, tells Oberon, "Hello, Nephew. I am proud of you over this victory. You will be remembered unto everyone today as well as, those who their generations after. Your mother was right about you being you father's child, in spirit and batlle there is no equal to you. Come walk with me, we have much to discuss before I go back to my wife, Sanctamonia (the goddess of sanctities, and ritual)."

Oberon, and  /this deity walked for a time, speaking in tones only heard to them, before The god of words, vanished, leaving behind only a letter peened with small neat feminine hand. It was sealed and the writing on the outside was addressed to Oberon, stating that it was not to opened until a time of dire need. Oberon led his forces home to celebrate their victory, and enjoy the spoils of war that were hard earned with the flesh and blood of friends family and themselves.
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Lewellyn
16 October, 2015, 8:11 PM UTC

Oberon raises his mighty clenched fist, and slowly opens it as a mist is unleashed forming into the mighty Red Dragon.  

The awaiting Armies of Oberon give out a thunderous cheer!    

Oberon mounts his war horse, raises his powerful sword and in a booming voice cries out "FOR HONOR AND VICTORY!!!!!"

The war cry is repeated until nothing else can be heard across Stormfall, as the armies of Oberon march off to free the land from Balur's Dark Hordes.



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Raptor
16 October, 2015, 8:52 PM UTC

The word I give you is courage.  Courage in the hearts of the lowliest foot soldier as well as the mightiest warrior for in battle both are equal and your brother or sister might well strike the blow that saves your life or brings down the mightiest foe. Have courage my friend and I will march by your side. 

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KILAHERTZ
16 October, 2015, 8:59 PM UTC

known only to the bravest. This call to arms signaled the attack upon the Orcs in hopes a finding a clue to Balur's Chasm and the God of Words.


  Upon defeating the Orcs they searched and found a map of Orc positions. They decided to go to each location. Their goal to find the location of Balur's Chasm and the God of Words.
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Blade
17 October, 2015, 1:08 AM UTC

"The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and shows them the Darkshine sword of virtue. With a thunderous yell they rode to battle the orcish horde before them, with Lord Oberon leading the charge. The long and bloody battle was harsh and brutal, but in the end Lord Oberon and his army stood victorious. Before Lord Oberon struck down the last Orc he inquired of the whereabouts of the God of Words, the orc pointed him in the direction of The Caves of Balur. Fatigued and weary Lord Oberon pressed on to the Caves of Balur with hope in his heart.  

blade
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Daniel Hillard
17 October, 2015, 3:06 AM UTC
Oberon raises his sword high above his head and cries "to me valiant warriors to me, for I have found the vile encampment of our enemies and VICTORY SHALL BE OURS.  We shall go forth without fear and win the day and all of Stormfall will acknowledge this as a great victory when the hoards of Balur are finally defeated. All the brave lads and lasses rally around him and they embark with glee to vanquish their enemy. At the sight of so many brave and fearless warriors the Orc encampment becomes utter chaos for they tremble with the knowing that they can never withstand the mighty Oberon and his massive army.
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jeffwebb14
17 October, 2015, 3:14 AM UTC
Now, since the enslavement of our Great God of Words, Balur is forcing new lies to be written as if olde. Our World is falling deeper into the sunless hordes of Orcs encroaching and the deepest sorrow seen since the beginning of our war.  The lies written must be stopped!  As sons and daughters of Eldur charge forward, the battle is intensely sobbering.  The people need a Great Warrior to impede the lies and tell real truths. As if the Gods heard our cries, a new champion appeared on the horizon, unknown from whence they came nor if it was male or female, and gave anewed hope to our people.  
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Blank Mind
17 October, 2015, 5:34 AM UTC
The sign was not words, not even an object... It was a mist, a vapor, a pungent cloud that slowly seeped out of Oberon's mighty armor. Green in color it's intense strength wafted among his people. Some were driven to madness by the odor, others frothing at the mouth screamed at the sky and bit at the grass, some weeping openly at the magnitude of it's vision and power fell to their knees... stunned and amazed. "To battle" Oberon cried, and his people lurched towards the enemy, screaming oaths in ancient tongues, tears streaming from their eyes, they attacked with a vengeance never seen before. The minions fell before their fury, unable to match their madness with weapons or magic, finally they broke and fled to the far corners of the chasm. Oberon himself freed the God of Words who bestowed a blessing upon the victors. Precious gems and fragrant flower pedals fell from the skies as the god vanished in a tremendous thunderclap. Oberon had once again saved the land.
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Hassan
17 October, 2015, 6:21 AM UTC

The Power Of Lord Oberon:

The sign was something more powerful then anyone ever imagined. It was the swing of Oberon's Sword that brought upon the wrath of natural calamities on the hordes of orcs. They were all killed in a flash. The people rejoiced knowing that Lord Oberon would always protect them with his mighty power. Oberon freed the God Of Words himself and the God bestowed his blessings upon him and gave many good rewards to him. So Lord Oberon had saved the land once again.
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Warrior
17 October, 2015, 7:21 AM UTC

The God bereft of Words

The God of Words have been kind to tell us every story and every details of Stormfall. Only those who have been able to gain the respect of God of Words live for eternity in the stories of told to the Sons and Daughters of Eldur and beyond.

The God of Words have told us of the many battles , the rise and the fall of Empires, the fight of Good against the forces of Evil but when he got the letter from the messenger of Balur, he had no words to explain the confusion and turmoil that stirred his soul.

The letter said the intention of Balur and the reason for his existence and the purpose he had been created. It was not something that the God of Words could fathom. The contents of the letter told the story started with the praise for God of Words and his conquests on the words beyond imagination. It then stated the introduction of Balur, the one we know as the Warrior of Darkness. It stated the tales of the vanquished, the tale of his people and his need to bring peace and harmony among his people. The tale of how they were forced out of their lands and how they tried to be at peace with the intruders and how it turned out to be a failure. The reasons for them attacking the realm and various establishment of the intruders who call themselves the Heroes of Stormfall.

The God's Chained Betrayal

The content of the letter was something that stirred the existence of Stormfall within the God of Words. He could not understand if Balur was just a circumstantial Evil or was Balur trying to use one more of his tricks to deceive him.

After days of turmoil within his soul, he finally decided to meet Balur and accept his invitation to visit the realms of Balur. The God reached the realm and was taken to Balur with respect. All he saw around was despair and poverty.

Then suddenly a chain snapped his hands and legs and a strap covered his face, the knights with him were slaughtered. The God of Words could not make a sound nor move his hand or fingers. Someone has sold his weakness to Balur and Balur has used against him. He was then taken to the Infinity Prison far inside the realm of Balur.


The news had to be sent to the Stormfall, the other Gods must be contacted to deliver the message.


The Age of War has Begun!!!!


The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special Artifact that makes all unit stronger while fighting the minions of Balur and says "This is what we have to eradicate the existence of Balur from the World of StormFall. My Lords and Ladies, we need all the Courage and Troops to make sure we have all that we need to accomplish this. This is not for one League, one Banner but it is against the Forces of Evil that has bereft us of all words and has tried to break the communication between us. This is the one effort that we need to free the God of Words that has helped us to preserve the life Cycle of StormFall through language, helped to to discover the lost Art and helped us train them to understand the aim that we plan to achieve and Unite StormFall against the evil"

With this he waves his hand and calls out his troops to march to the further corner of the realm.

The Blessing of God of Words

Suddenly the ground starts to tremble, the winds blows the dust all over the shiny armor, the dragons start to scream , the dragon riders find it hard to control the dragons, the bears start to snarl and the look in ever golem and demon seem to emit the anger inside them. The Sky fills with light and a beam of light falls to the ground as if it would tear the world apart. From the burning crater that feels like filled with hot lava a scroll rises. Lord Oberon unmounts his horse and moves towards the crater, the heat makes him sweat but he still continues towards the crater. Then a gust of wind blows and the scroll drops in front of the Lord Oberon. He picks up hoping it would be hot but feels cold as ice. The seal resembles the seal of God of Words. Now we free him from the Infinity Prison.

We have been Blessed!!!

The Scribe deciphered the scroll and explained it to Lord Oberon. It contained the way to free the God of Words. The plan had to be executed and soon. The Army has been gathered and the march to the end of Balur has started. The gates of the Chasm is visible, the sky filled with the Wrath of Weor and blasted the ogres, orcs and orcish raider from their guards. The gate is clear and the army marches in killing everyone in the path. The guards of the Infinity Prison are taken out by the Priestess and the WarLord's cleared the rest of them.

The God of War is Free Now!!!

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BeautifulGeek
17 October, 2015, 8:03 AM UTC
With But a Single Arrow


The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special nod that indicated he wanted her.

The army divided revealing the young blonde half elf maiden garbed in leather armor. She walked gracefully to the side of her mounted Lord's steed. He smiled at her and gave a simple nod toward the orcs encampment. In one single fluid motion she drew a single black arrow, notched it on the bowstring, and pulled it back to aim. She let out her breath then focused for a moment before letting the arrow loose on its journey toward the orc chieftain; which found it's home in his right eye.

Nothing is sexier than the mind
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Natsume
17 October, 2015, 8:21 AM UTC
No rest. No mercy. No matter what
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Lazy Shark
17 October, 2015, 1:08 PM UTC

A blurred page


"The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special SIGN…”

 The orcs were obliterated, but it was too easy. What were they doing here, so few and so far from Balur's trecherous dungeon? Searching through the ashes of their ravaged camp, a pikeman spotted a partially burned coffer. In it the orcs had a blurred page from the Book Of Gloom and Gloom Seal, one of the seven that keep the Infinity prison doors locked.  So it is true ....they are real .... the doors can be opened and the God of Words set free. The page must be desciphered fast, but first the Balur's trackers that have also spotted the orc camp needed to be eliminated. 

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