Post by Atheros on Oct 27, 2010 16:36:06 GMT
The sky was once ruled by pirates, grand ships sailing the
winds to plunder whatever they came upon. Towns or
merchants, it made no odds. They were true terrors, but with
the fear came a grudging respect from their advisories as they
held their head high, time after time. For there was a fine balance,
the people they stole usually managed to continue on. In the
end though this all came to an end, all balances eventually being
overthrown into chaos.
From then on three factions were spanned, each of them trying
so desperately to cut down the other two. The world became the
playing board for their constant power struggles, and indeed it
still is.