Majesty City: A Magical FATE Game

Playing FATE ( Core, Accelerated, Dresden Files, etc )
Next Game Will Be 1502688600
Total Players Needed 6
Game Type Role Playing Game
Frequency Played Weekly
Audio / Visual Voice only
Primary Language English
New Players are Welcome Yes
Mature Content(18+) No
Pay to Play No

You're dreaming an old dream

You don't remember all the details of this dream; how could you? It happened long before you were born, in that sacred place that you built with your friends, your comrades. You can remember love. It's that distinct kind of love that comes from having family and friends, of a lover who embraces you no matter what you feel, of children who you can watch grow and flourish under your guidance, of mentors who sagely advise you in your endeavors big and small. You don't know how you came to find this love, only that it is real and you will protect it with body and soul.

You remember the city. How could you forget the five gleaming towers that seem to have grown like large tree trunks from within city. Gleaming crystalline structures that wave their banners over the smaller buildings, unifying all the variety of shapes and colors that seem to represent the diversity of your city under the protection of the towers. And in its center gleams the crystalline palace, large and beautiful arches, sweeping architecture with it's own tower that stretches from the center complete with a large banner of its own waving against the starry night, the palace seemingly set against a massive moon that watches over the entire city.

Suddenly as though your head were dunked under frigid water you are no longer awash in the love and pride that comes from this kingdom. You are foisted with a sense of dread, the shrill cry of trumpets shivering down your spine. Smoke and ash wraps it's fingers down your throat and an army seems to curtain the roads that lead to the kingdom, their torches and cries of violence as red and angry as the banners that they wave.

You're afraid, but your legs do not work, they simply do not exist. You are forced to watch as the army advances, as your kingdom is swarmed as though they were ants picking apart a piece of food.

And just as quickly as ants pick over a piece of food your kingdom is gone, you are left with emptiness. What remains is a scarred city, a kingdom in ruin, and you watch as the last of it's people are brought under the heel of it's new oppressors. You are chained as they are, forced to watch as they are brought to task erecting five skeletal structures along the outskirts of the city. Bony fingers that rise from the ashes of your once great kingdom, stiltedly grasping for the smoke filled sky until they shadow over even the broken towers and shattered palace.

And there you are.

Crucified and hung from the very tip of this skeletal spire, your body is presented like a trophy, a banner to the people below. There are no heroes here, only the dead and the dying, this is a the new kingdom.

Would you stand against it?

You can't even hope to answer before you are jostled from your sleep, awash in the sea of sheets and comforters that is your bed. Your eyes drowned in the light of the morning sun, your normal everyday life beginning once again with the mornings rituals. You were only dreaming.

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