- Joined
- May 4, 2013
- Messages
- 424
- Reaction score
- 2,356
- Points
- 0
- Age
- 33
White descends from the sky, blanketting the ground and all life below it. Rendering itself as absolute. Impending. Relentless.
Color is killed ever so softly in this domain. The wolves howl in resignation as even their meals are forfeit to the cold. The deathly silence that follows is but an allusion to what waits for all who dare to brave this land.
This is the story of two men, a massive community, and the memories they hoped to share.
A dedication to a father; a valkyrie. Stone towering high into the grey clouds. This was all that remained of us, forgotten. Resiliant to all manner of weather. Facing south with unswayable resolve. She stood, refusing to let die what she had protected in the past.
The pair had left her behind. Yet, they could never let go what they started. Years of wandering, exploring, and finding ways to pass what seemed like eons; the pair found solace in starting anew. These two. The Military General and Lunatic, Kaezir. A Disowned and Scholarly King, Thorjl. Together a bond unbreakable, fate saw them to rebuild the empire past. By manner of chance and circumstance, they returned to the snowyfields and their guardian, this time with a brilliant plan and burning passion.
It all began again with the island. A bastion farther north than any had ever been. Blistering and scarce with life, here the first stones were set. In this island laid a massive cavern left behind by what was thought to be a dwarven factions. Bore faces set in walls with fire for eyes. Columns and structures strewn about, here they stayed. Through miracles of fortune and favor, a castle struck forth upward. A port decorated with stalls and two beautiful aqua maidens. A simple, humble town. Life was found possible. Other marvelous souls found their way into the fold. A mad dwarven farmer, Ghiuts98. A master of science and communistic values. He mastered the workforce and created the most magnificent agriculture one could ask for. The terrifying visage with a foul mouth, LeagueofWho. With harsh words and jovial laughs, he laid waste to forests and provided almost exclusively all wood needed ventures.
The Dwarf and hooded man proved to be the greatest of workers and even better friends. They took leadership roles solidifying power even more. A beautiful dichotomy helping pull forth some of the greatest times a faction has ever seen. From a cringey teen vampire to a furry alchemist; friendship blossomed and glorious memories ensued.
In but a fortnight a castle of Nordic beauty was built with its small kingdom. On that fortnight, a banquet was held. Weapons, suits of armor, and even more was dedicated and given to all worlds. Expensive gifts for our soon to be allies and enemies alike. Truly a wonderful night to behold. It wasn't long before invites were issued to everyone willing to make the travel to our ballroom. People of all walks of life came, fireworks were many, and music was playing. In a final offering, axes were given to all who attended. But mere moments after handing out gifts, the forces of Raptum and Wolves made their presence clear.(@Sevak and @Tokuu being among them) Slaying everyone, bathing the ballroom in blood, and escaping with dozens of axes. The Red Feast was truly a fitting name for that night. Thus birthed the faction of NorthWatch. A faction christened with the blood of their allies and enemies.
Many things happened over the following three years. With the help of a traitor, NorthWatch was given access to Tyberia's most inner kingdom. For days the swine were slain before the betrayal was discovered and truces were discussed. Many events were held such as a world wide Halloween for all factions. We claimed a solid, unbroken chunk of land bigger than Regalia and managing to fill it with structures. Many friends made, enemies killed, and wonderful moments created.
After building a dozen towns, two cities, and more stuff just to break it all down again we finally settled on a concept of a city surrounded in a forever mist cloaking it due to snow melting off the walls being heated by a frozen demon. It's a lot more detailed than that but. You know. Stuff. Check the Spoiler.
We love everything the Massive community has done for us and will dearly miss you all. While some of us may still play, NorthWatch has officially unclaimed almost everything. Leaving their structures to wither to time.
The Valkyrie(1500X -3800Z Ithania) still stands and will continue to do so even after we leave. One of the oldest structures in Massive, dating 4 years old.
As sure as the snow falls, we shall remain.
-NorthWatch 2015-2018
Last edited:
