The peace that formerly reigned in Terra Nova has eroded, now little more than a memory. War ravages the continent. Disputes divide kingdoms; ideals divide families. The quest for power consumes absolutely and indiscriminately. None are immune to its allure.
Who will rise and who will fall? Only time—and ambition—will tell.
UPDATES
05.26.2023
2 month character creation hold for all existing members begins 6/5/2023. Ended 8/5/2023.
10.29.2023
Change in how times flows. Was 4 IC seasons, now only 2 IC seasons per 1 OOC year.
Our dearest and lovely admin welcomed her new baby boy, Jet, on Sept 7th! We're so happy for her and her family! Congratulations Mama!! Your boys are all so lucky to have such an incredible mom to love them! God bless!
Careful calculations, alliances, plotting, scheming, spying, bribery, preparations, all for one day.
The orders had been given. Across all of Terra Nova, an army was ready. Dogs of all breeds and sizes, carefully chosen by their leader to enact his greatest plan yet were in position.
As key members of the various governments and royalty slept in their beds, a hidden army would set their plot in action. Carpets and furs would be wet, piles of poop, stored for hours would carefully be released in a steaming heap in strategically chosen positions so as to ensure that the maximum amount of people would fall prey to their foulness. Curtains and upholstery would be chewed and torn. Clothes shredded...
When they awoke, an even greater horror would be discovered.
Everyone's right slipper would have vanished, whilst the left would be chewed and still soggy with drool.
Oh yes... This world would know to fear Snoots, Lord and Master of all.