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Sanguis Eros History
Topic Started: Aug 11 2014, 08:35 PM (32 Views)
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*****HISTORY OF SANGUIS EROS ISLAND*****

It is said, that a man cannot claim a home in which he cannot protect. For what is a man's home if the man cannot protect it? What is a man that cannot protect his home. These lands are our own, but it was not always so. It is strength that one values in these lands.. Strength to build a home.. Strength to protect it.. and the strength to endure hardship that comes with the territory. The wilds know only territory and blood, predators and prey. Survival of the fittest, and it is only through blood, through pain.. does a man truly find his worth.. and the strength to do what must be done to protect his land.

Long ago, these jungles were home to many unsavory types; pirates, outlaws... thieves. They sought only to fill their purse with coin, and much blood was spilled; the blood of our kin. Just as any other race of man, their greed overcomes, leading them only to anarchy and war. We were too little, defeated, driven from our own lands by these very scoundrels. Our people scattered into smaller, less fortunate tribes, or forced to hide among the Humans, we could do little but protect what was left of our existence. For many winters, we lived, moving from one region to the next, scavenging what we could from those foolish enough to venture too far off the beaten path. It would take many years before those warring races were finally conquered by a single band of Mercenaries. They flew under the banner of Blood and Fire... and it was they who discovered us once again.

It was that very band who sought to conquer us, to have us forsake who we are, and accept them and their false gods as our own. We refused.. and this the war began for the last time. Outnumbered us they did. Cruel were their tactics, aimed at breaking our spirits rather than our bodies. We did not give. Invade our camp, bring their enemies to our altars they did.. Forcing us to raise arms in their own defense.. We did not give.. we did not falter. With each battle, our spirits strengthened.. our numbers grew. Word of this injustice traveling far and wide, rallying our scattered kin... calling them home.. until we stand once again, Legion as we once were. It was then, when our numbers stood equal to theirs, did we finally push back, and push we did, driving the blasphemers from our lands in a fury of Blood and Fire. Their village was put to torch.. their blood reddened the earth... Songs of our victory were sung, and those who proved worthy were feasted upon, their strength becoming our own. Not a single one was left standing our lands, and those who did not fall, found themselves in retreat.

Though force of arms, we have regained a home. Through strength of spirit do we protect it... and through our blood to we find ourselves bonded yet again. So long as a single one of us stands, we are Legion. The wilds know only territory and blood, predators and prey. Survival of the fittest, and it is only through blood, through pain.. does a man truly find his worth.. and the strength to do what must be done to protect his land. We are Sanguis Eros, and we are the ultimate predators.
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