Sgrios Shambler

Sgrios mass by Paramour & Nimoko   Within which realm do we chose to exist? Zealots preach the abundance of light, yet those scholars who study the known world as they do a book know that darkness reigns. Yet as easily as we can seek shade on a sunny day or bathe ourselves in the warmth of a summer sun, we can exist in the worlds of dark and light as we carry ourselves through our waking moments.   There was a time -- not even too long ago, historically speaking -- in which the forces of the darkness sought dominance over that of the light. The two prevailing mother elements, both equally matched and co-dependant upon each other for survival, threw wave after wave of valuable lives into the black abyss of eternal sleep for a ruddy foolish endeavor. Even the Gods can be petty when it comes to control, and so it was, then, that the Goddess of Light and the Lord of Darkness drew lines across our world and nearly tore it asunder in their greedy conquest. ...

The Temuairian capitol of Loures is home to thousands of Mundanes and a handful of lucky Aislings. Mingled together are the living, the legends and the living legends. Here we can find an exciting assortment of lifestyles, from the portly noble to the gaunt beggars. Dotted along the cobbled streets are every manor of housing, from squats and hovels to garish mansions and estates. Despite the wild contrast between prosperity and poverty, there stands, to this day, one empty manor along the wealthiest boulevard that not even the lowliest urchin in the coldest days of winter would dare to occupy.   For, it is known to all that this home is haunted by the ghost of a lover twice scorned; once in life and once in death. During her life the house was a paradise; a kingdom in which all material wishes were granted and the luxuries of the land were experienced in all their splendor. Even the dreamer must awaken to reality eventually, though, and it was revealed that her hu...