| Zepheros - The History |
| Small battles had waged on and off around the world he lived in. He had nothing to do with them and felt no need to get involved. He had a whole new train of thought. It was obvious. He seemed almost too good for anyone. His arrogance stood out, but his attitude was changing as well. He wasn't much for fighting in general. He held gatherings in a new place that had died a while back called The Cracked Mug. His tavern, everyone knew it was. It gets company mostly during the weekends when most aren't busy. He hasn't made much attempt to get the word out, but if others are looking they will find it.
It has been nearly 6 months since Zepheros has last been active in either fighting, war or conflict. He mentally matured over lots of thinking time and has outgrown much of the drama everyone else is so wrapped up in. Being around for such a number of years now, some consider him a legend or even an elder to the RP world of b.net. He isn't around much but still keeps up with everything that goes on. However, rumor has it that he still has fighting blood in him. Nearly 6 months, again, since Zepheros has shown his face in much of anything, he is now back at it. A place called Tolijin City. He had offered his assistance to a man named Shigeru, a young Samurai Warrior... bound as a leader through a bloodline. He was given the duty of keeping the town running for the most part, hiding from the public view and doing his work in secrecy. Much time had passed as Tolijin was deemed a success, but due to the actions that a treaty Shigeru made with the infamous VampHunt... things started to slowly decline, a few days turned into a few weeks. Before Zepheros' knew it, the town was nearly vacant. He had not taken much notice to this at first due to the efforts he took in doing his part, keeping the city alive, out of the public view... but when it dawned on him, he only had one thing in mind - taking over the city. He thought on it of course, and felt it was the wisest thing he could do. So he did. Single handedly convincing a good number of city folk who saw what he saw and threatened those that abidded by the ruler. The capture was quick... and quick to getting noticed. However, Zepheros was prepared. Over the course of the next week, Zepheros was threatened and attempts to reclaim the city had failed by many individuals. He changed the law, the rules and the way things worked. But he was no fool to think he could do it alone. And with passing time, the past owner had offered his assistance to providing help in running the city. Zepheros agreed with this, keeping close eye with the days to come. More weeks had passed as Shigeru, the leader of the Zakoji Tribe got engaged into an unforseen war. A secret alliance in hibernation all this time, known as Mardonia, brewed from the depths of hell. Determined to claim their ruling and superiority over all the West. Zepheros had no part in this, but when Shigeru informed him of the possibility that Mardonia could march towards Tolijin, had Zakoji failed, it became aware to him that a much more dense defense was needed. He had no trouble with that, with volunteers hearing of the news, they offered their assistance in watching over the city. Old friends aiding their help if and when it was needed as well. Zepheros was surprised, but showed little expressions. As time passed, Tolijin had thrived on it's own and Zepheros slowly sighed relief as he no longer had to baby sit the city. Tolijin lived on for the months to pass by. However in the meantime, Zepheros had returned to his homeland - Crulis Unilor. Nearly 8 months since the beginning of Tolijin, Zepheros has come to being involved with the world once more. Long time friend Thala Morta had come to him, with interest in succeeding Crulis Unilor into the open world. Zepheros was not very keen on this idea, but it actually sparked the interest of many Celarti within the city. This also sparked the surprising downfall of the Lord Marshall who ruled the Celarti on the Throne of Thorns. Conflict had arisin within the Celarti ruling party and it's residents. Zepheros had not kept up with this due to all the drama, but when they offered him position as Lord Marshall on the Throne of Thorns, it was a shock none the less. It was the highest rank possible. Leader of the Celarti. Zepheros certainly was not the eldest of his race, but it seemed he was more respected than he had thought. He took some time to think about it, but in the end he accepted the offer proudly. Zepheros was now the ruler of the Celarti. Given, the powers are equalled out between the three Thrones, but whoever sits upon the Throne of Thorns is proclaimed Leader of the Celarti people. Crulis Unilor was slowly awakening amongst the land of Sulindal. It's mark was being made as it mysteriously appeared upon maps and in fairy tales. No one is really sure how, being how secluded the race is, not to mention the city itself. Zepheros, however, had taken a journey to the far East. He made his way towards a new attraction, a place that lay in the Land of Khanduras - The RustyCutlass. It was here he met his old friend Thala Morta once again. And it is here where Zepheros leaves off, making his mark in the world once more. |
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