Revok's Battle Log

[DarqueRaven]

Revok's Battle Log

Since the dawn of existence, there has always been moments when the
course of History shifted. Such a turning point is upon us now. We
have been thrust into a conflict against the better and worst angels,
of our very nature. Ourselves. The outcome of this will change our
world so greatly, that there will be no going back.

Many say that has already happened with the death of Mystra, the
Goddess of Magic. The Spell-plague that sweeps over our lands even
now. But there is a gleam of hope still. Of all the Gods and Goddess
that look over Fae'run, I know of only One that has survived being
stripped of her powers, her very God-hood and yet still returned to
her former glory. Who overcame every single obstacle thrown before
her.. and like the Willow tree, snapped back to stand tall.

I do not know if victory is possible in this battle. For we face a foe
that is legion and the architect of our demise, is none other then the
very God, my own Father fought all his life... Cyric. We are a rag-tag
group of misfits, thrown together by the whims of Fate and Chance. I
only know that great sacrifice will be required on all our parts. And
because the Fate of many, will depend on so few. We must make a last
stand, not only for ourselves. But for all life, good or evil. For
without us, Hell on Earth. And all my Father fought for would be for
naught. And That Is Something I Will NOT Let Happen.

Right now we are only just coming together, each person feeling their
way. To learn their rightful place and duty in the group. But once we
find those places, then I pity any foe before us. Be warned minions of
Cyric, a force is growing. And like a deadly plague, we will sweep
over you.

[Josiah]

Excellent!

I really like this.