(incase that didnt work, http://www.freewebs.com/realmofrydanor/index.htm )
i shall post the story here, as well as on the website. please do read it and visit the site!
The Brief History of Rydanor A lone tower stood. Ivy growing so thickly over it that the wood and stone of the tower could barely be seen. A small moat surrounded the bottom of the building. A drawbridge heaved itself down and landed on a dusty path. As the sky churned and grew dark, a man on a grey horse emerged out of the dank darkness within. He wore a sour look on his face and a dull black cloak billowed around him. He galloped off to the east and arrived at the market in Galladin. This village was just outside Conclave, home to some of the most charming centaurs you could hope to meet. As the man passed, young children leered and grown men made snide comments. "Get outta it Ryd, you don't belong here and you know it." The man looked on.
Rydanor was his name. Son of Byronar, once wealthy ruler of Karunan City. Until such a time came when the governors of the North felt the power had gone to his head. They sought to rid him of his kingly status and put their own men in charge, but Byronar would not come quietly. As Byronar and his family were sleeping, the men came and took him. Byronar awoke and became angry, he fought back. However, in all the commotion, one man fired an arrow into the cluster of wrestling men. There was a shout and all men backed away. Byronar knelt on the ground, clutching his heart and screaming, "Such an untimely death! My son, you will avenge me!" He lay still.
Rydanor had been just sixteen when his father died. He was so upset with grief that he had forgotten what his father had asked of him. Until now, when he looked upon the face of his tormentor and recognised him as the man who had carried the bow. Rydanor lost control. Leaping off his horse he drew his sword and cut the unfortunate man's head clean off. Several women screamed. "Father, now is the time for me to avenge you!"
-Two Years Later-
Among the city of Byronar there was much spite and fear. Men and creatures alike would slave over many shrines, temples and crypts for Rydanor the Dark, the powerful ruler of Byronar. Having consumed much hatred and contempt towards everyone who had belittled him, Rydanor had created a dark power so menacing, no being would stand up to his might. He would sent his armies of Golems, Serpents and other merciless beasts to slay innocent creatures who stand in his path. Do no work and you will become snacks for his favourite ghastly minions.
Now, should you accept, you and your fellow team members could unite and create a force so strong that together you can take down the legend that is the Realm of Rydanor.
and due to those limitations I will drop out of this forum RPG, sorry to let you down jezz, but forum RPGs only work if there is a degree of flexibility in the system...
