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« on: February 08, 2009, 10:12:38 pm »
Chaos in a bottle
Many years ago, so long in fact that the stories of this time had become almost forgotten, there was a war unlike the world had even seen before and will never see again, we hope. This incredible battle was fought with weapons which the mind can not grasp. Immense machines of every kind, magic power unlike any seen since and the unyielding power of walls of flesh. During this age of war there was a man who lived not far from the field of battle, many would call him mad. Somehow he had found a way of distilling the power of the battle into liquid form. He called it “Chaos in a Bottle”. After a particularly long battle the war broke for a day. He walked right into the middle of the field bottle in hand and just waited. The battle resumed shortly and he waited. He didn’t have to wait long the first waves of the battling armies reached him soon enough. He opened his cloak and uncorked his bottle of chaos. What happened next no one can say for sure. Of the stories that can be found, not one matches another in any way. All we know for sure is most of the two great armies were wiped right off the face of the earth along with the mad alchemist. The bottle however was not destroyed, in fact when it was done it stood in the air for a full hour, until the land begun shifting and warping. Then it sunk into the ground. The land would never be the same. Most of the great technologies had been destroyed. Magic was gone and the armies were scattered. The kingdoms were cut off from each other by the twisted land. Around where the bottle was the land shifts like water rising, falling, changing, twisting, breaking, mending. This content shifting makes it impossible to cross the battle ground, the massive bit of land that once joined the kingdoms.
part of a much larger story reads well alone on it on through