Magic By Firelight [LB]

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Magic By Firelight [LB]
Topic Started: Tuesday Jul 8 2008, 12:11 AM (13 Views)
Mod Arc	Tuesday Jul 8 2008, 12:11 AM Post #1
Unregistered	magicians rule london. but the rise of a resistance might cut their rule short… In a world much like our own, there has always been only one major difference: magic was, and is... present. Throughout history, each great civilization has followed the same cycle: built up by all, taken over by magicians, brought down by the resistance, and then left to ruins. London, however, has had a different turn-out. It is the only magician-ruled society standing strong in present day, and by general appearances, it seems that this will never change. But then again, general appearances do lie... Prague was once a great city, but, was too, ruled by magicians. Following the grand cycle of things, it was brought down by the resistance... and the years of peace that followed were quickly shattered by a new rise of civilization: London, ruled, again, by what the commoners despised: magicians. London, however, was not like Prague - it could not be quelled in one attempt. After many attacks, the resistance realized the perfectly obvious: they were not strong enough. They would have to gather, and train, and reconvene one day... and so they did. For three decades, London held an appearance of peace. But not for long. Peace, after all, never lasted. And one day, the time to reconvene came. The resistance did what they had been planning to do for years: they attacked. On the same night, the Prime Minister, the 'King' of magicians, died, leaving his twenty-one year-old son to take his position. At the same time, in another country, the Emperor of the Egyptians was threatened by a strong, yet unknown force... and decided to travel to London with his family and a small group of trusted guards - under the guise of "trying to strengthen ties with his older allies." Mere hours later, the gypsies also arrived in London, unaware of the chaos that would soon ensue. Now, it is summer. The days are longer, the nights are shorter. The merpeople are seen more frequently out of the waters of Europe. Their secret existence becomes ever more harder to hide. On that fateful day, London's greatest tower and prison was breached. A quarter of criminals were released, on command of the resistance. The Prime Minister died. The Egyptian Embassy, following them the gypsies, arrived. London's government has only one option - to act like nothing happened. After all, with the gypsies' leaders now staying in their quarters... and with the Egyptian royalty lurking nearby... a secret is only a secret until it is told. Let the chaos ensue. Nothing will stay pure for long. Nothing. reaching... searching... for something untouched. Magic By Firelight
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