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.
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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.
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A little later that evening, Nithya was able to take the time to greet another familiar face. She had done her research on the Bashar as well, and had expected Ibrahim to bring Ares. Nonetheless, it was pleasant to see the young man again.
The royal courtier made her way over to Ares, who would have a moment to himself, since Ibrahim was mingling with some other older nobles. She smiled at him and curtsied. "Lord Bashar, a pleasure to see you here." She had offered to do a ritual for his father a while ago, but the two hadn't had the chance to meet up for it yet. "I hope you are well?"