The West
"Mist floats with purpose
The Wych is your demise
Soon to lurk possessed
Dont look into her eyes
Leigha Amonea
Leigha Amonea
No time for prayers
Once in
Under your skin
Her sweet scent
your last breath
Her next dance
Is your death..."
Occidian childrens nursery rhyme.
The Wych is your demise
Soon to lurk possessed
Dont look into her eyes
Leigha Amonea
Leigha Amonea
No time for prayers
Once in
Under your skin
Her sweet scent
your last breath
Her next dance
Is your death..."
Occidian childrens nursery rhyme.
Occidia
Capital Of The West
In moonlight, the capital of the west, Occidia has grown as if a flower in sunlight. In this morbid case, the flower is that of the Worm King, Ludaja. From a simple vine he has grown roots deep into the lands of darkness.
The people live in constant fear of death and after-death from both sides of the walls that protect and also trap them. The Dark Goblins using their stolen magik control the forests just Occidia's walls. The Dark Elves control the seas along its north eastern coast.
Vampires with no sun to fear thrive virtually everywhere except behind the protected walls. Walls protected by one they both covet as a protector and fear as as the most evil thing on EYRTH.
The people live in constant fear of death and after-death from both sides of the walls that protect and also trap them. The Dark Goblins using their stolen magik control the forests just Occidia's walls. The Dark Elves control the seas along its north eastern coast.
Vampires with no sun to fear thrive virtually everywhere except behind the protected walls. Walls protected by one they both covet as a protector and fear as as the most evil thing on EYRTH.
Ludaja
Lord Of The Deceased
The Worm King
Lord Pumpkin. Lord Of The Deceased. The Worm King. He has gone by many names but his court of vile and rotting subjects call him Lord Pumpkin.
The curse given to him by the Under Lord was most cruel. The body of twisted hard vines and the head of a pumpkin glowing from within.
He is able to rule the dark west without fear of the Vampire Nations for he is bloodless.
Almost lifeless.
His great power is to control the bloodless or dead blood. Skeletons and Zombies obey simply because Ludaja thinks it.
Because he has no fear of the Vampires, he barters and trades with them in the commodity of flesh and blood provided by the first and, for some, the last leg of EYRTH's vile slave trade.
For the last six decades he has collected the fallen dead and gathered them in various places to create his Army of Death.
Now that word has spread from the east of snow and ice spreading south, he prepares.
The curse given to him by the Under Lord was most cruel. The body of twisted hard vines and the head of a pumpkin glowing from within.
He is able to rule the dark west without fear of the Vampire Nations for he is bloodless.
Almost lifeless.
His great power is to control the bloodless or dead blood. Skeletons and Zombies obey simply because Ludaja thinks it.
Because he has no fear of the Vampires, he barters and trades with them in the commodity of flesh and blood provided by the first and, for some, the last leg of EYRTH's vile slave trade.
For the last six decades he has collected the fallen dead and gathered them in various places to create his Army of Death.
Now that word has spread from the east of snow and ice spreading south, he prepares.
Rise
They were dead, but that didn't stop The Pumpkin Lord.
His foul necromantic words crawled into their ears like the maggots and worms had for decades.
They were in his carved out glowing eyes, lucky of course.
"It is only through my power they are not dust."
The Fallen had not rotted away like the scores of their enemies had. They had after all promised allegiance to their master.
Being dead was no excuse for not serving Ludaja.
The walk to the many fields of lost battles had taken days but behind him an army had formed and followed. An Army of Death.
His foul necromantic words crawled into their ears like the maggots and worms had for decades.
They were in his carved out glowing eyes, lucky of course.
"It is only through my power they are not dust."
The Fallen had not rotted away like the scores of their enemies had. They had after all promised allegiance to their master.
Being dead was no excuse for not serving Ludaja.
The walk to the many fields of lost battles had taken days but behind him an army had formed and followed. An Army of Death.
Leigha Anomea
The Mist Queen
"Fear not Ludaja, my husband, you wont feel a thing...
from the neck down"
Millions of years after the fall of EYRTH, what are now called ancient civilizations believed the west to be the realm of the Goddess of water and mist. Truly Leigha was ethereal more than physical. . Strong though her powers were, she was unable to touch or feel anything beyond what her mind allowed.
She was truly the Queen Of Mist.
Though this was not always so.
Once a powerful fairy she sought to have more power than her sisters and so she sought darker magik.
Using the ancient fairy portal she was the first to gain passage to The Under and was the one who brought dark knowledge to her husband Ludaja and the other Warlocks and Wychs of EYRTH. Through her desires the plan to gain immortality and unlimited power began to unfold. Through her power the gateway to The Under was opened.
All ghosts and spirits obey the will of her dark mind. No closed or locked door can stop her from entering. No mind or body can resist her power to possess them. It is through these possessed victims she can feel what they feel but only for a short time. The longer she resides in her vessels body, the faster the helpless person will absorb her power and knowledge. Thus anyone unlucky enough to become a host is killed upon her leaving, by her mist choking the life from them as it fills their lungs or made to kill themselves so that she may simply return to her ghost like state.
Too long she has been unsatisfied by the touch of a man and her desires are deep. Deep enough to give up all of her power and with the help of the The Betrayers who have come for Ludaja, she will see to it that the curse will end.
"Mist floats with purpose
The Wych is your demise
Soon to lurk possessed
Dont look into her eyes
Leigha Amonea
Leigha Amonea
No time for prayers
Once in
Under your skin
Her sweet scent
your last breath
Her next dance
Is your death..."
Occidian childrens nursery rhyme.
The Wych is your demise
Soon to lurk possessed
Dont look into her eyes
Leigha Amonea
Leigha Amonea
No time for prayers
Once in
Under your skin
Her sweet scent
your last breath
Her next dance
Is your death..."
Occidian childrens nursery rhyme.
Western Necromancer
From dark waters and blood came Ajaia, The Necromancer of the Occidia has used magik learned from Vampires, Dark Elves and the Lord Of Deceased, Ludaja to summon the rotting bodies and flesh-less bones of the dead to rise and obey the mere whims and thoughts of their master, The Pumpkin Lord.
Western Alchemist
Deadblood
"She became Marcelina Deadblood the first vampire of EYRTH."
The librarian told Dion.
"For over a thousand years she ruled the west, until Ludaja. Then the west was truly lost"
When the EYRTH stopped turning and the sun never set again the masters of the Black Arts began their macabre rituals. Marcelina, a mere student of a necromancer, in one bold action gained her masters power, destroying her teacher and became the first human to gain a sort of limited immortality. Along with a thirst.
In the western lands of darkness, with a thirst she could not control, Marcelina came across a traveling caravan and feed upon all five members. Full of the precious fluid of life she rested for three days and upon waking realized that the caravan had been transformed. They had become like her and were driven to follow their new queen, to obey.
Over many years the six vampires has grown into thousands. Thousands which follow the commands of their queen.
The librarian told Dion.
"For over a thousand years she ruled the west, until Ludaja. Then the west was truly lost"
When the EYRTH stopped turning and the sun never set again the masters of the Black Arts began their macabre rituals. Marcelina, a mere student of a necromancer, in one bold action gained her masters power, destroying her teacher and became the first human to gain a sort of limited immortality. Along with a thirst.
In the western lands of darkness, with a thirst she could not control, Marcelina came across a traveling caravan and feed upon all five members. Full of the precious fluid of life she rested for three days and upon waking realized that the caravan had been transformed. They had become like her and were driven to follow their new queen, to obey.
Over many years the six vampires has grown into thousands. Thousands which follow the commands of their queen.
The Spider Queen
Kryston The Spider Queen, spread her webs.
From the dark marshes to even darker woodlands the seemingly small and thin thread weaved its pattern across the path of man.
The prey caught in it provided the sustenance needed to make its host stronger.
The empty shell of all the living cluttered its web.
The insides of those foolish enough to wander into her realm now filled the bellies of the silent guardians who protected her.
Soon Ludaja himself would lead the powers of the Fire, Water and even Eyrth itself to her.
Perhaps even the power of Leigha, Anomea would be foolish enough to follow them.
Eyrth, Wynd, Watr and Fyre would become the power she could possess.
But first she would have to capture them in her web
From the dark marshes to even darker woodlands the seemingly small and thin thread weaved its pattern across the path of man.
The prey caught in it provided the sustenance needed to make its host stronger.
The empty shell of all the living cluttered its web.
The insides of those foolish enough to wander into her realm now filled the bellies of the silent guardians who protected her.
Soon Ludaja himself would lead the powers of the Fire, Water and even Eyrth itself to her.
Perhaps even the power of Leigha, Anomea would be foolish enough to follow them.
Eyrth, Wynd, Watr and Fyre would become the power she could possess.
But first she would have to capture them in her web