Some seven hundred years ago was when it first began, that being the Great Continental War which threatened to shake the continent down its very core, if not outright destroy it! The land at the center of our continent was at one point ruled by a somewhat benevolent Kingdom which had existed for hundreds of years before the time of a great unrest. They were a fair group, when they wanted to be and had been a guiding force in protecting much of the inhabited lands of Avoli from the threat of the Tyrnia, which I should say were much more common in that day than they are now nor have ever been since. However, it was not perfect. Some disliked the overbearing nature of the Kingdom and it's need for absolute servitude, it being the only way to feel the more benevolent actions of the Old Kingdom. Regardless, somewhere along the way it is said a promise was made by the King of Efyra, that being the name of the Old Kingdom, and that in his foolishness the King broke this powerful oath he had made. In turn, following this, the great Kingdom had slowly begun to crumble as with each passing generation the heir to throne became more and more incompetent and the glaring issues within the Royal Court became more and more vocal. The final straw snapped not long after the bloodline of the Old King dried up, yet the problems plaguing the Kingdom only grew worse. Revolts began to happen, people fighting to escape the clutches of the Old Kingdom and among themselves in order to come out on top and unify the areas in which they lived into a great nation by their own view. Thus began those hundred years of bloodshed which stained the center of the continent a rich auburn color and threw the very balance of the world ever closer towards the edge of true chaos. It was then that everything changed when that girl appeared in the old lands near Lanaelis. No one knew who she wasn't where she came from, but one could tell at a glance that something was different about her. She possessed power that seemed to dwarf whatever even the greatest warriors of the age had, though even then it seemed to barely just be the surface of the power she held. In the following years she gathered a group of followers and lead them across the continent, fighting off the threat of the Tyrnia and Old Kingdom, though the two were not linked. At the end of what was a hundred year struggle, in a few decades or so she and her followers had brought to an end this mighty war and at the sacrifice of herself, drove the Tyrnia off of the Continent.
The story does end there. No this is far from the end. Over the next few centuries, the world was relatively peaceful. Sure fighting happened here and there as new nations rose from the ashes of the Old Kingdom and with the help of the Church stability began to return to normal. But not all was what it would seem. There were, as there are those in every generation, ones who possessed an ambition which drove them to climb up towards the heavens themselves in an effort to bring down their riches so that all could partake. More than a few were not happy with the Holy Kingdom and her Church which presided over much of the continent. They had had their traditions and values prior to the War, most had fought it simply so they could be realized. Countries barred the Church and attempted to grow their own influence, to live life as they would please and think for themselves. One such was the Enchrae, though one could hardly call it an Empire at the time. They were building their strength, a proud people they were, and wanted to carve out a piece of the continent for themselves. Under the ever peering eyes of the Church they made their moves, building their strength and power as they saw fit. Eventually they had built themselves to a size and power where one couldn't argue they were fast catching up to the Holy Kingdom. It was then that the start of everything, well, started. In their hubris as some would call it, they rebuked the long held influence of the Church, casting out the influence of the Holy Kingdom from their lands. The Goddess may have stayed in the hearts of the people for the time being, but they would now follow Her as they saw fit. Not by the definition of some book published by some unknown man hundreds of years ago. That could have been the end of it, the Holy Kingdom was unable to act and aside from condemning Enchrae, who already could survive off their own lands, and some neighbors who were less than willing to work with the Church they would be fine. But they wanted more. Soon after they plunged their swords into whomever was unlucky enough to find their nation on the fringes of their lands, expanding rapidly to the point that they could easily compete with the Holy Kingdom. Now, surely that would be the end. Enchrae possessed all it needed to live in peace of mind without threat of the Holy Kingdom, but yet again, exceptions would be surpassed. The Emperor, yes the same that still rules, had other plans. He had seen Enchrae's accomplishments without this so-called power of The Goddess, and perhaps had even begun to see it wain like the ancient kingdom so many years ago. In a radical move, whatever traces of The Goddess were thrown from Enchrae and tossed on the fire that was the destruction being created as their mighty armies swept down on Avoli once more. It was then that...Well would you look at the time, it would perhaps be best to save the climax of the story for another day...
That being said, this is still an RP that is character based and thus revolves around the interactions and actions we all take collectively. While the perspective of simple soldier lost in the mist of tidal waves of humans rolling against one another and warriors with power that is only remembered from stories and anecdotes of times long since past is certainly an interesting angle, just know you may find yourself with little way to stay relevant in the story and interact freely with others. Though it's not to say everyone must be some first son or daughter of a Duchess, with a title and fame known across all the lands. On such a note, while there is a defined path the story is to follow, it is not to say that sandbox elements are removed. The actions of your characters could very well lead to the rise and fall of various nations all across the continent. Forge your alliances, gather your allies and set out on the path you see to the end for the better or worse of the continent. I look forward to seeing the legends that will inhabit the history pages dedicated to this conflict.
Rules:
1. The OP and Co-ops words are law
2. Be polite and cordial, we're all here to enjoy ourselves
3. The only limit on characters is your ability to write for them
4. NPCs or Minor Characters do not require an app, just reference to someone beforehand
5. Standard NS rules and customs apply here too
6. If you have a question or a suggestion feel free to voice. Don't just assume things