Mjoshua
10-11-2011, 10:47 PM
What is this:
This is me being bored and making a journal/rp of a fantasy land Gavinor. So enjoy my boredom and my blad stories, or face mah wrath/rage/anger/that stuff.
Preface: It is the year 1635 anno colonus. The powerful kingdom of Liiria regins over much of the known world Anuevil. Many of the smaller kingdoms have been devoured, ether by politics or by the generations of wars bearing over the land. The gods have favored Liiria, allowing the knigdom to flourish while others faultered.
Liiria's current ruler is King Desmaurk the III. Unlike most of Liiria's previous ruler's, King Desmaurk the III rules with a gentle fist. His kindness and generousity is legendery in Anuevil. However, the King has a younger brother, the legendary Lord Mjoshua, hero of Liiria. Lord Mjoshua has fought in many wars, and has kept Liiria safe. He, like his brother, also holds a large heart for his people. He is an incredible warrior, and one of the most gifted magicians of all Anuevil. However blessed Lord Mjoshua is, he is cursed to never inherit the throne.
Under such a cruel fate, Lord Mjoshua has asked permission from his older brother, the King, to allow him to explore the vast unexplored lands of Anuevil, and craft before himself, his own kingdom. King Desmaurk the III accepted Lord Mjoshua's request. This is the story ofd Lord Mjoshua... as he crafts his kingdom, Gavinor.
Journal Entry #1
August 18, 1635 anno colonus,
Me and my men have been gone from Liiria for 3 days now. We left the Royal Manor, with nothing more than my loyal servents, royal guards and a handful of commoners who wished to start anew. We sailed on the ship, Nesmaie, across many rivers and oceans. We've have passed all civilzation, and have come to an empty land, hard and cruel to us. The Nesmaie however, failed to survive. It sunk in the lands cruel rivers and rapids. After much searching I have decided a place for our first colonization.
http://i1181.photobucket.com/albums/x428/Joshua_Mercier/Minecraft%20Stuff/2011-10-11_214646.png
We have set up tents as a temporily shelter from the harsh weather of these lands. I chose a spot for the Royal manor, which will be my housing until a proper castle can be built.
http://i1181.photobucket.com/albums/x428/Joshua_Mercier/Minecraft%20Stuff/2011-10-11_221855.png
We shall start the manor's construction at the brisk of tomorrows twilight. Oh how I miss my brother already.
This is me being bored and making a journal/rp of a fantasy land Gavinor. So enjoy my boredom and my blad stories, or face mah wrath/rage/anger/that stuff.
Preface: It is the year 1635 anno colonus. The powerful kingdom of Liiria regins over much of the known world Anuevil. Many of the smaller kingdoms have been devoured, ether by politics or by the generations of wars bearing over the land. The gods have favored Liiria, allowing the knigdom to flourish while others faultered.
Liiria's current ruler is King Desmaurk the III. Unlike most of Liiria's previous ruler's, King Desmaurk the III rules with a gentle fist. His kindness and generousity is legendery in Anuevil. However, the King has a younger brother, the legendary Lord Mjoshua, hero of Liiria. Lord Mjoshua has fought in many wars, and has kept Liiria safe. He, like his brother, also holds a large heart for his people. He is an incredible warrior, and one of the most gifted magicians of all Anuevil. However blessed Lord Mjoshua is, he is cursed to never inherit the throne.
Under such a cruel fate, Lord Mjoshua has asked permission from his older brother, the King, to allow him to explore the vast unexplored lands of Anuevil, and craft before himself, his own kingdom. King Desmaurk the III accepted Lord Mjoshua's request. This is the story ofd Lord Mjoshua... as he crafts his kingdom, Gavinor.
Journal Entry #1
August 18, 1635 anno colonus,
Me and my men have been gone from Liiria for 3 days now. We left the Royal Manor, with nothing more than my loyal servents, royal guards and a handful of commoners who wished to start anew. We sailed on the ship, Nesmaie, across many rivers and oceans. We've have passed all civilzation, and have come to an empty land, hard and cruel to us. The Nesmaie however, failed to survive. It sunk in the lands cruel rivers and rapids. After much searching I have decided a place for our first colonization.
http://i1181.photobucket.com/albums/x428/Joshua_Mercier/Minecraft%20Stuff/2011-10-11_214646.png
We have set up tents as a temporily shelter from the harsh weather of these lands. I chose a spot for the Royal manor, which will be my housing until a proper castle can be built.
http://i1181.photobucket.com/albums/x428/Joshua_Mercier/Minecraft%20Stuff/2011-10-11_221855.png
We shall start the manor's construction at the brisk of tomorrows twilight. Oh how I miss my brother already.