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Welcome to Frosty Ardent. I apologize, we are having major HTML coding technical difficulties, which is HIGHLY annoying, so skins and such are temporarily missing. Cbox can now be found at the bottom. Anyway, we are currently in the process of getting new members, and staff; yes we NEED staff members. Mainly a person who's good at skins >_> (I suck at them) So all guests who visit, welcome! Hope you like what ya see ^^
June 7: HTML codes have been fixed, except skin codes
Plot
Long, long ago, when humans still bonded deeply with the equines, there was born a colt...
Though, this was not just any colt...This colt was told all his life that he was some bringer of good fortune to the earth. His name, Promise, for his promise to bring this good fortune to the land. Though his cruel, and much older brother, Tyrant, envied him, and was plotting revenge to steal the name from him. The two brothers couldn't`t be anymore different, for Tyrant is all black and of course, dark.. while Promise is white and a light. These lands held a secret, one that could only be broken by this colt. It was that there were only one horse for each element, spirit, power and all that.. and that they could communicate with the humans that dwelled there.
At the age of two, Promise went to all the wizards, sorceresses and all that to see if the saying is true, which they told him it was.
But in vain, when Promise becomes a stallion, the entire lands are plagued and vanish.. their souls being trapped inside Promise`s soul.. the lights are inside him, the darks in Tyrant.. he too lived. The two brothers, and this flower.. the flower of life. Promise used his magic, the element of life, and breathed life into the flower. Out of the flower was born a filly, though the flower died. After this, Tyrant, who holds the gift of death, goes into the shadows and does all that evil horse plotting stuff, while Promise and the filly, named New Hope, bring back the horses.
A few centuries pass and Tyrant comes out of hiding. He and Promise fight, both killing each other.. the spirits of all the dead, not the humans, are set free and haunt the lands.. after that.. the horses thrived on the land, though now the magic in their blood is gone, and a direct decendant of Tyrant rules the lands in a plague.
Raider, the last decedent of Promise, finds the new king, though does not tell anyone of his true identity. His heart is later changed, him perminantly becoming a member of the exiled clan, though shorty after he was killed in a battle against Demon. Raider`s last words were, "This is Delmah (home), Bless Vaen Wiles (last words)." Demon stood over his distant cousins corpse, an evil gleam in his eye. Though the two clans never stopped fighting, as they fight today, the legacy of both Demon and Raider never faded.
Now the land is dying once again, the strong bond between creature and nature is fading. The tales of old have withered to simple myths, and the belief of such 'magic' is dying. In short, Delmah is ceasing to exist. More and more equines are falling under spell, denying their gift and becoming simple-minded beasts of instinct instead of logic and wisdom like their ancestors of old. Though this time, there is no prophecy of a single colt or filly that is to save this dying world. It only speaks of unity, and such, yet that too, was lost in the overwhelming presence of time.
Although the magic is nearly gone, deep trouble is brewing in the lands of the Traitor. Deghar, the distant descendant of Tyrant, has not lost his magic, nor has he forgotten the tales of old. He knows, and he is the reason that the other equines have forgotten.
What is to come of Delmah now? Who will step forward to challenge this new threat, and follow in the steps of Promise, and restore peace to Delmah, once again?
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- Loco
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