Post by jadestone on Aug 10, 2006 12:02:47 GMT -8
This is a role-playing game based of the Tribe's in the Warriors series by Erin Hunter. Here's the main plot-thing.
Long ago, there was only one tribe, the Tribe of Rushing Water. They lived in peace in a lush vally in the mountains, where there was much prey and everything a cat could ask for. The Tribe of Endless Hunting, their warrior ancestors, was content. But after many years, things started to become less peacefull. Cats began to fight among themselves and with their leader, and love turned to hate. There were constant battles over who deserved to lead the tribe, and they all became devided. The Tribe of Endless Hunting grew displeased, and caused the waterfall that gave live to the vally to dry up. The cats soon grew to waek to fight, and then The Tribe of Endless Hunting sent down a glorious golden eagle to speak to them. This is what it told the Tribe of Rushing Water.
"I have been sent to you by The Tribe of Endless Hunting, the warrior ancestors you have all sworn to obey. So obey them now or perish forever. They tell you to leave this vally, as it will never hold a Tribe so devided. You must leave these mountains, and find a home elsewhere. But do not worry, I shall guide you , as is The Tribe of Endless Hunting's wish. You will know when you must leave."
And with that he swept into the air, letting out a mighty screech. The Tribe agreed that they must leve, and prepared ofr the journey. At the next full moon, they waited for the Golden Eagle to return. As he did, he flew across the face of the moon just as a shadow began to cover it. As he led them away from and out of the mountains, the shadow grw and grew untill it compleatly covered the moon. At the moment of total eclipse, a great earthquake struck the mountain range, and their old home was swallowed by the earth. All that remained was the steady rush of the waterfall, which had been freed by the moving earth, as it plunged down into a deep crack in the rock, all that remained of their old home.
The Tribe settled in a forest on the other side of the mountains, and agreed that there could no longer be just one tribe. They split up unill there were four, each happy with ther leader. After many moons, The Tribe of Endless Hunting forgave them and smiled on them once more. But none of the tribes ever returned to the place they once lived in the mountains.
Join the adventure! The site has just been started, and many high positions are still open. I would also apreciate help in setting it up.
thetribelives.proboards85.com/index.cgi
Long ago, there was only one tribe, the Tribe of Rushing Water. They lived in peace in a lush vally in the mountains, where there was much prey and everything a cat could ask for. The Tribe of Endless Hunting, their warrior ancestors, was content. But after many years, things started to become less peacefull. Cats began to fight among themselves and with their leader, and love turned to hate. There were constant battles over who deserved to lead the tribe, and they all became devided. The Tribe of Endless Hunting grew displeased, and caused the waterfall that gave live to the vally to dry up. The cats soon grew to waek to fight, and then The Tribe of Endless Hunting sent down a glorious golden eagle to speak to them. This is what it told the Tribe of Rushing Water.
"I have been sent to you by The Tribe of Endless Hunting, the warrior ancestors you have all sworn to obey. So obey them now or perish forever. They tell you to leave this vally, as it will never hold a Tribe so devided. You must leave these mountains, and find a home elsewhere. But do not worry, I shall guide you , as is The Tribe of Endless Hunting's wish. You will know when you must leave."
And with that he swept into the air, letting out a mighty screech. The Tribe agreed that they must leve, and prepared ofr the journey. At the next full moon, they waited for the Golden Eagle to return. As he did, he flew across the face of the moon just as a shadow began to cover it. As he led them away from and out of the mountains, the shadow grw and grew untill it compleatly covered the moon. At the moment of total eclipse, a great earthquake struck the mountain range, and their old home was swallowed by the earth. All that remained was the steady rush of the waterfall, which had been freed by the moving earth, as it plunged down into a deep crack in the rock, all that remained of their old home.
The Tribe settled in a forest on the other side of the mountains, and agreed that there could no longer be just one tribe. They split up unill there were four, each happy with ther leader. After many moons, The Tribe of Endless Hunting forgave them and smiled on them once more. But none of the tribes ever returned to the place they once lived in the mountains.
Join the adventure! The site has just been started, and many high positions are still open. I would also apreciate help in setting it up.
thetribelives.proboards85.com/index.cgi