Post by nick on Jul 30, 2012 17:06:08 GMT -5
Avaret, Village in the fields.
A small farm village, far from any major towns, Avaret was created in the year 1802 by young farmer and zombie horde survivor Marethyu nicodemus. Created to escape the hordes generated by the dead of large cities, and to escape both the Zasuti conflits and the wandering bandits and marauders of the civilized lands, Marethyu traveled, on the advice of a kind stranger with odd goggles, far from civilized lands, till he found a place he felt was suitable for his needs. settling there, Marethyu quickly erected a fine farmhouse, and gathered local animals until he had livestock to spare. Sowing his fields not long after, Marethyu existed there for some time on his own quite happily, but one day his solitary, peaceful exsistence changed, the day he ran across a familiar face while hawking his wares in the Market in Rull. Meeting old friend Sarah.Iavigne, the two began to chat, and before long, Marethyu and Sarah had returned to Marethyu's farm, and the first of many neighbors popped up. The village has grown since, neighbors coming slowly, each drawn with the desire for a peaceful, simple life, the village not the most wealthy of all, but more than capable of sustaining itself. sporting no fancy banners, no sturdy walls around it, and no need for these things, the farmers vigilant in keeping the occaisional undead at bay, the village truly is the perfect place for those seeking peace and serenity, and a life away from the complexities of the big city. with the extremely peaceful atmosphere and lack of any real defenses however, the only thing keeping this quaint unassuming town from being wiped off the map by raiders, however, is the sturdy construction of it's buildings, and the gods' own blessings
A small farm village, far from any major towns, Avaret was created in the year 1802 by young farmer and zombie horde survivor Marethyu nicodemus. Created to escape the hordes generated by the dead of large cities, and to escape both the Zasuti conflits and the wandering bandits and marauders of the civilized lands, Marethyu traveled, on the advice of a kind stranger with odd goggles, far from civilized lands, till he found a place he felt was suitable for his needs. settling there, Marethyu quickly erected a fine farmhouse, and gathered local animals until he had livestock to spare. Sowing his fields not long after, Marethyu existed there for some time on his own quite happily, but one day his solitary, peaceful exsistence changed, the day he ran across a familiar face while hawking his wares in the Market in Rull. Meeting old friend Sarah.Iavigne, the two began to chat, and before long, Marethyu and Sarah had returned to Marethyu's farm, and the first of many neighbors popped up. The village has grown since, neighbors coming slowly, each drawn with the desire for a peaceful, simple life, the village not the most wealthy of all, but more than capable of sustaining itself. sporting no fancy banners, no sturdy walls around it, and no need for these things, the farmers vigilant in keeping the occaisional undead at bay, the village truly is the perfect place for those seeking peace and serenity, and a life away from the complexities of the big city. with the extremely peaceful atmosphere and lack of any real defenses however, the only thing keeping this quaint unassuming town from being wiped off the map by raiders, however, is the sturdy construction of it's buildings, and the gods' own blessings
