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Edited by Sardonyx:
11/14/2015 4:08:38 AM
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Cytheria (Nuclear Winter RP)
[b]The world, it ended centuries ago
War broke out, between the mighty lands of America, and the militaristic empire of Russia, and the outcome was years of harsh heat and radioactive fallout, and then the winter began
200 years later, when the winter was at its prime, your Elders have commanded that your Faction remain secluded, and not to interact with any others outside of your tribes
But that all changed with you, when you met others, the mighty elves of the Northern Lands, and the small and stocky dwarves of the South
For centuries the whole world was in turmoil, because the nuclear winter that they where in was making life hell on earth, and the only thing to do
Survive[/b]
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[b]Rules and How to Join[/b]
[spoiler]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/173078566/0/0
[/spoiler]
[b]History, Info, and Bios[/b]
[spoiler]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/173004210/0/0
[/spoiler]
[b]Creatures and Tribes[/b]
[spoiler]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/173003833/0/0
[/spoiler]
[b]Locations/Cities/Outposts[/b]
[spoiler]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/173407185/0/0
[/spoiler]
[b]Trading System[/b]
[spoiler]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/173409237/0/0
[/spoiler]
English
#CRP
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90 Replies[b][u]Here I Am, On the Road Again[/u][/b] [b]Canada[/b] Thomas had just gotten out of the bandit base, his arm had stopped bleeding, he was sore, mad that he lost his weapons. He had stolen these....new ones but they just weren't the same. He had left that note for Illyanna, hoping that would explain why he was gone and missing. [i]Here I am....[/i] He kept walking, breathing slowly. His breath was visible, as always due to the cold. [i]....on the road again....[/i] He stepped over a rock, heading east towards the Elvish city, or so he hoped. There was no way of telling where he was heading, just walking, day after day after day of the boring activity. [i]....here I go....[/i] He pulled out an apple from his backpack and took a bite, the food helped with the coldness, warming him up a bit. Thomas sighed, missing the company he had, it was the only person he'd seen in a while and now she was either dead or captured. [i]Turn the page....[/i] [spoiler]Open, he's on edge and on a mission, [b]don't [/b] get in his way.[/spoiler]
