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The great library, telling stories to the land...

Next to Ye Olde Tavern, it is visited after people drink all the beer and ale they can...

Where the cloning vats of Septim are at...

Where the great battles are remembered...

Where annoying people are ridiculed...

Where the history of people os revealed...

Pick a story and I will read it:

The Crazy Troll

The Rider That Could

"Ye Olde Tavern"

Archmage Training

101 Ways to Destroy a Thread

[Note:  The cloning vats can only be visited by me and Septim.  Anyone who tries will find themselves in a puzzle that only the person that made it can get through, that and Septim.]

NEW BOOK!!!!!

The Top 20 Drinks in VU

God, someone spaaaaaaaaaaaaam already to get this started...

*Might walks in and rips the books up.*

*Comes in and uses time reversing powers to rewind time to when the maze was made, and hammers in some nails so he can get through it*

This is a special library and maze that can't be revrsed in time.  No can be pissed off here.

And the book can only be destroyed by ZeTa.

Okay, It's a long story...

There was a elf who wanted to be an archmage.

He got trained.

The End.

How about a better one...

The Rider That Could

OR

The Top 20 Drinks in VU

Demonsul, I bet you want to take a look at this book...

101 Ways to Destroy a Thread

Still can't burn them...

Here, have a repairing flammable book.

*sets the book on fire*

*turns to ash*

*regenerates in 5 minutes*

i dont need to know how to destroy a thread, and might, i got the time powers from plato so talk to him about them

Okay, It's a long story...

There was a elf who wanted to be an archmage.

He got trained.

The End.

again! archmage training! but make up a new ending, its scaring the kiddies!

Okay, It's a long story...

There was a elf who wanted to be an archmage.

He got trained.

He succesful

The End.

*bows*

TOP 20 DRINKS IN VU

20.  Apple Cider

19. Bud Light

18.  Crazy Joe's Ale

17. Lemonade

16. Milk

15. Coke

14.  Liquid Spaaam

13.  Lucky 13 Surprize (don't drink it)

12.  V8

11. Drunk's Demise

10. Sugar Suicide

9. Arabian Ale

8. Green Tea

7. Beer Bomb

6. Grape Wine

5. Mercury (it's so great it WILL kll you)

4. Grape Soda

3.  VU Drink Blend (imagine all the beers and wine and ale and all the drinks on this list in one cup)

2. ZeTa Blessed Beer

1. Water

I just made something up.

where would warm piss fall on that list?

*Septim walks in.

"I hope everybody knows that this place only has one of my cloning vats...I have an infinite amount of other ones...and also, I will tell you the story of my ancestor, Tiber Septim, he lives 5 eras ago in a place called Nirvana...

This story is not about the life of Tiber Septim, but the Legend. He was one of the bravest soldiers to ever walk the battlefield, he had sustained wounds that would kill a lesser man, but he shrugged it off and went to his men's aid. He had saved the lives of countless men with his quick thinking and Legendary leadership. He was a true Hero.

Long ago when Tiber was young he joined the Imperial Legion and was under the command of General Pental, he took part in a great battle. There mission was to take a heavily guarded fortress named Aleno Yar. Tiber was a fresh recruit but already an able swordsmen. He was put in command of fifty of the ten-thousand troops under General Pental. His orders were to take out a small fort nearby, the fort contained fifty catalpults, one hundred men and the battle's success rested upon that fort. Tiber took a covert approach and they snuck through a hole in the rear of the fort and lit the catapults on fire. While the enemy was distracted trying to put out the fires, Septim's soldiers slaughtered the enemy. Not one man was lost on Tiber's, 100 were lost on the enemies' side.
General Pental decided to promote Tiber to Captain for his bravery and gave him command of fifty more men. It wasn't long until another battle took place...this time it was not far from the capital city of Cidel...
Enemy forces approached and Tiber and his men were in charge of the cities' defence. The Emperor had all of his Generals away on foreign missions and did not forsee an attack.
The sky shone crimson on that day meaning a bloody battle was about to take place. Tiber Septim and his hundred men stood outside the city gates while the city watch where perched upon the city walls, bows ready. All was silent, not a single sound pierced the steel wall of silence for the longest time.
But, nothing lasts forever, and the silence was broken by the roars of catapults and massive siege engines. One-thousand men walked alongside them.
Men roared and clashed as the battle erupted around them. Tiber slashed and hacked his way through countless men, trying to make his way towards thier commander. If the commander was defeated the odds would change very quickly, as the men's ranks would collapse into anarchy.
Then, Tiber saw him, clad in silver armor, holding a massive great sword, and wearing a silver mask. Tiber charged and swung his sword, the commander blocked and swung at Tiber, barely missing his neck. Tiber lunged at his chest and the enemy commander dodged and swung his sword, Tiber blocked but his sword flew from his grasp by the power of his swing. The commander swung his sword down to give a finishing blow but Tiber rolled sideways and picked up a fallen soldier's spear. Tiber got up and dodged the enemy commander's next swing and pierced his heart with the spear.
Tiber looked around and saw that only fifty of his men remained. He ordered them to retreat to the gates and to defend there. The enemies looked and saw there leader with a spear sticking out of his heart. Some ran away, some mourned there leader, few attacked. With the help of the City Watchmen's arrows Tiber won the battle.
When Tiber approached the fallen commander and removed his mask. To Tiber's supprise, it was the enemy Emperor, Cidel had won...for now.

For his heroism at the battle of Cidel, Tiber Septim was granted the rank of General and was given a legion, 5000 men, to command and lead through battle. His conquests ranged from one end of the world to the other, he was loved by his men and feared by his enemies.

One day Tiber was assigned to take an enemy stronghold, not a hard task as it was a small stronghold guarded by only a couple hundred soldiers, so they decided to just charge the thing and get it over with. What a big mistake that was, as they charged they saw that it was not a human guard, they were demons.
Demons who could crack a skull with the flick of a wrist, they could jump ten feet in the air and fire an arrow at the height of the jump, and they could sustain ten spears to the back and still crush a skull. Tiber couldn't issue orders in time, the battle had begun...
Tiber joined the battle and slashed at a demon who turned and faced Tiber. "YOU DARE FACE ME HUMAN? DIE SCUM!" The demon swung and Tiber blocked and the Demon blade slashed through Tiber's sword like butter. The demon raised his sword and slashed it through Tiber's neck. "Pathetic human", he muttered as he walked away...

Tiber awoke three days later in a small room. The doctor saw he was awake and screamed in terror. "ZOMBIE", he said as he ran in utter terror. Tiber looked around, it wasn't a hospital, it was a Morgue...Tiber felt around his neck as he remembered the battle, the utter screams of his falling men, and the Demon. Anger boiled in the pit of his stomache, he will slay that demon...one day.
A soldier entered the room with a pike. "You're no zombie, but how in the gods name did you survive, no matter, the general will want to see you."
He walked through the camp and looked at the startled faces gazing at him. "Zombie", one muttered. He reached the General's tent and entered. He saw that the General was General Pental.
"Have a seat, Septim", said Pental. "Four-thousand, seventy-five men are dead Septim, thanks to your foolish action, those men are dead."
"General, I didn't know they were demons, I thought they were guards", Tiber whispered with strain due to his neck injury.
"Did I teach you nothing, or did it not go through to you, analyze the situation, then strike", said Pental
"What has happened to the enemies' fort said Tiber
"I took over the situation and went there, but by the time I arrived they had all abandoned the fort", said Pental
"Sir...I resign my commision as General", said Tiber
"No Septim, we have an even worse punishment for you..."

Two weeks later
Tiber was taken to have an sentencing by the Emperor himself.
"Tiber Septim, your punishment for your misjudgement leading to the loss of human life is banishment from the Empire and all of its provinces, you are to be taken to a foreign land with your twenty-five surviving soldiers and left there, to die or to live..."

Three months later Tiber Septim landed on a foreign island and was stranded there, Tiber approached a village of one thousand native people, he soon earned their respect and led them to the creation of the Septim Empire.

I also have a journal that I shall share with you...

Journal of Tiber Septim

I have acquired a large blank book I will use as a journal of my days events. I am hoping that after my passing people will discover this book and see how I was from my point of view. Maybe somebody will understand my life for what it was, not what the believe it was. And so it is that gaze upon the walls of this study and write this journal.


Journal Day 1049, Era 26
Today I sent a group of soldiers and a small settling party to the river a few miles away. Upon there arrival they saw a beutiful place for a city, they named it Pelagius City, after my son Pelagius Septim. I wish to visit it tommorow and maybe I will make my son the Mayor of Pelagius City. My son will make a fine ruler some day. My other son, Calus has been arrested for being in a bar brawl, I better go get him out.

Journal Day 1066, Era 26
I have been a bit too busy to write in my journal for the past seventeen days. My plans were halted by the destruction of the Septim First army. I have decided on sending my son and a group of fifty soldiers to clear out some a goblin encampment nearby, my son needs the esperiance after all. If I could clear out and enemy fortress with fifty soldiers, hopefuly Pelagius can clear out fifteen goblins in an undefended camp.

Journal Day 1069, Era 26
Three days I have suffered, three days I have mourned, and three days I have wondered...what I did wrong. My son Pelagius is dead, not from the Goblins, but from mercenaries. My son and his platoon arrived at the goblin encampment to find them all dead, they didn't know what to think so they decided to head home, and a company of three-hundred mercenaries met them on the way back...and slaughtered them, on man made it back, a swordsmen who ran when he saw my son fall, I made the soldier a knight and charged him and one-thousand men with destroying the mercenaries. I do not yet know if they were successful. My other son Calus Septim is next in line for the throne, I dearly hope he will get his act together.

Journal Day 1070, Era 26
Calus was arrested again for assaulting a guard, I really did'nt want to bail him out this time but he's my son and I really do hope he'll change, he is drinking heavily now, heavier than he used to because of the loss of his brother, but I wont give up hope that he'll change. If he doesn't then...nobody will be able to take the throne after my death.

Journal Day 1073, Era 26
A man walked by my estate today shouting "The end is near" or something but now im not so sure, the skies are changing and I am wondering if he was right. Calus has become resentful of me and is getting into many fights, I hope he doesn't get into too much trouble.

Journal Day 1074, Era 26
A miraculous thing happened today, Calus was captured by bandits, I know it doesn't sound miraculous but I went to save him myself. And after I was done with them my son called me one of the greatest swordsmen he'd ever seen, he apologized for all of the crimes he had commited and promised to act like a future ruler from here on. I have also recreated The Septim First Army, destroyed by the forces of Messiah. I hope they will prove better than the old one.

Journal Day 1075, Era 26
I visited the grave of my wife today. Oh how I miss her, Dear Solina Septim. She was killed by a still unknown Virus. I plan on teaching Calus the basics of ruling for a while so I may be unable to write for a few days.

Journal Day 1085, Era 26
For ten days I have not Written in this Journal. I've been to busy teaching my son how to rule my Empire. I have also been teaching him to swordfight. He's pretty good. Pelagius would have been proud of his brother.

Journal Day 1096, Era 26
I can no longer ignore the signs, The end of the world is upon us, ive ordered the construction of a shelter to protect the future of my small empire. The skies are growing redder with every passing day. I hope I have not been too late.

Journal Day 1097, Era 26
It is underway and yet, I still do not think I will live through this. Calus will be a fine ruler should I die. I'll be happy to see my wife again.

Journal Day 1101, Era 26
The skies are red and soon fire will be raining from the heavens. The end of the world is still impossible to believe. The shelter is moving along nicely and soon it will be completed.

Journal Day 1114, Era 26
I took back Hysteria and Mewhos from Music and Zeon. Music looks like its going to counter attack but Zeon looks like it's busy. All of this doesn't matter though...not any more.

Journal Day 1115, Era 26
I found an orphan on the streets today, and I decided to take him in. His name is Charlie. He is sixteen years old and seems to have a good head on his shoulders.

Journal Day 1118, Era 26
The gods have abandoned us, nothing grows, no rocks will budge from the earth, and the trees have crumbled to dust. The shelter was almost finished, but it crumbled with everything in it. Hope is lost.

Journal Day 1123, Era 26
Charlie has extraordinary leadership skills and is pretty good with a blade for his youth. If things had been different then maybe he could have been a General. So be it.

Journal 1124, Era 26
The grass around the city has died. I have a large stockpile of food for all my cities though. So few will die. Nothing matters anymore. All hope is lost.

Journal 1130, Era 26
Hope is back! My scouts have found a small cave in the mountains. Large enough for one person. My Empires future is brighter than the skies above!

Journal Day 1135, Era 26
One person, my son. I only hope I have taught him enough. Charlie is a good lad. I only wish I could of known him long.

Journal Day 1137, Era 26
My mages forsee that there are only twenty-two more days left in this world. It is not the end that is bugging me, it is the suffering. The waiting is unbearable.

Journal Day 1158, Era 26
My son and I are heading to the shelter, I have not told him that I wont be joining him. Two more days now.

Journal Day 1159, Era 26
I knocked my son out and threw him in the cave, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed. It started as soon as I got back to Septim City. Fire flying from the sky, washing over the lands it approaches the city. A magnificent sight.

As Tiber stood atop a tower of his Castle, looking over the lands. A voice sounded behind him.
"Long time no see Tiber."
Tiber turned around and saw General Pental standing there.
"I thought I was done with you", said Tiber
"Not quite, the Emperor now wants you dead, but now that I see the inferno approaching, I know we are both going to die", said Pental.
"Thank you for pointing out the obvious, anything else", said Tiber
"How about a swordfight, for old times sake", said Pental
"Yes, im going to enjoy this", said Tiber
Tiber pulled out his blade, Pental pulled out his. Tiber charged and choped down at Pental, but Pental blocked. Pental swung at Tiber's neck but Tiber dodged. Pental kicked Tiber to the ground and held the sword at his neck.
"Goodbye Tiber."
"Not quite"
Tiber rolled from under the sword with amazing speed, jumped up, and kicked Pental. Pental fell to the edge of the tower and got up.
"You can't beat me Tiber."
The tower shook and Pental stumbled and fell. Tiber ran to the edge to see that the inferno was washing over the city, and Pental fell right into in.
"Goodbye Pental", said Tiber
"My time in this life, this world, is over." said Tiber as the fire rose over the tower."

[[OOC: I was not as good at English when I started playing, so give me a break...XD]]

Woohoo history bragging! Enjoy my somewhat boring history!

Both my father and my grandfather made a single mistake. They went out alone, and even when my father did make allies it was too late. I plan to change that. I, Demonsul the Third, will hold my family name high in a war with my enemies, and the kingdom in which I do take a role will join my armies. I am not alone. I will not fall.

After fleeing from my father's city New Krazaa as it burned to the ground, I found myself amidst the Knights of Camelot, along a reasonably peaceful border. Knowing the past fate of Krazaa and New Krazaa, I founded a new city entirely to my liking and separate from my lineage. I was named Reax Luab. From here the Demonsul empire wold finally flourish.

Now I own four prosperous cities. The strongest remains Reax Luab from which I conduct my empire. Then the historical Krazaa III, with its streets in that familiar style of my homeland. Then, across the border wall 'Patrol' is Woodwarden, my small village enclosed in the forest. And north of there, my most recently founded colony, Wallguard, defending the wall, ever vigilant.

Now I grow bored. None challenge the wall that I guard, and so I built Farstorm, but even there peace reigns...so I sent my Lifeguards further afield...and built Arnunskhol.

And then I rediscovered New Krazaa.

It was still standing, despite my fathers foolishness with it. I was overjoyed. But then I saw the army of Cease to Exist. Thy were going to take or even burn the last standing city of my father. And so I sent a hasty messenger out to Mr. Pharmawild who had somehow reclaimed New Krazaa for the Knights of Camelot. He was in dire need of assistance as Mr. Topcat's division was at his doorstep and across the river that New Krazaa had been built near, two more divisions of Cease to Exist had arrived. They were headed to the ford where the river met the mountains, and my army was 47 days from New Krazaa still. All appeared lost for my father's city.
What is worse, Arnunskhol has been overrun by Cease to Exist as well.

However I just made contact with the Tigrian people and their leader Mr. Gary Forthy. I am hoping that I will be able to help him as he and his people possess a well defended geological feature that I may be able to gain benefit from, without depriving Mr. Gary Forthy of it.

But meanwhile Cease to Exist advanced. They had claimed New Krazaa, two towns and a huge metropolis-leaving us at a huge disadvantage. To make matters worse, a powerful member of our kingdom had disengaged his relations with us, knocking his three remaining strong cities out of our hands, and even attacking our towns. Matters looked grim.

The dishonorable (filter problems-read in history section of site)! He has just gone and joined our enemies. Luckily they were informed of his betrayal of us and was kicked from their kingdom. Also, two strong defensive walls have been built, forcing Cease to Exist onto a new front. And I have retaken Arnunskhol!

But now all Arnunskhol does is smoke. It's ruins stand as a reminder that Cease to Exist are not merciful, and so I must remain Vigilant.

Wallguard is burnt. Reax Luab is overpopulated. Farstorm has enemies at it's door. It is a dark future. Yet I will stand here. I was on a trip to Farstorm to raise it's morale, but now the time of my trial has come. Even while I write this, the enemy prepare for what may be my final battle...

btw that history what i posted was Demonsul III, my guy last era

OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Gary pulls out a nail gun and shoots Plato in the eyes.

What is with you and NAILS???