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The Legend

In the beginning there were many lands, both good and evil.  The story is told that after his Lady had been betrayed, Geezer founded Mystical Unicorn and claimed all the realms within its boundaries. Together, he and Roc’C established an enchanted land out of his love for her.  They entrapped the betrayer within a dungeon.  The evil Lady Alias made to live out her days as a mad cow and can still be found today.

 

Geezer passed his reign down and enjoyed time with Roc’C without the burden of ruling.  The realms continued to grow strong in numbers even in the absence of it’s founder.

Over time, a darkness grew from deep within the Mystical Unicorn core.  One by one the cities were destroyed as the dark forces engulfed each facet.  Inhabitants were forced out and made to move on to other lands.  Mystical Secret Guardians each concealed a scroll or two from the Tome of Creation.  Keeping the memories created here close to their hearts, former MU’ers knew their beloved land lay in ashes. 

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The Secret Guardians gathered many times, trying to raise the lands from their ruins.  Each attempt failed.  There were still pages from the Tome missing.   One year however, as the seasons were changing, a strong wind blew and stirred the ashes.  A single scrap of the oldest pages of the Tome surfaced.  A nearby Guardian snatched it up.  As his time had been consumed by his new lands and responsibilities, he passed it to a trusted guardian in secret.  To this day, the story is told, however which guardian this was is unknown.  This Unknown Guardian stood over the ancient writings, chanting and weaving spells for many days until the ashes swirled.  Bits of the world began to reassemble.  The darkness had taken over parts of the realms, however the core of the land was intact.  It is said that it was only the love this Unknown entity had for his Lady that fueled the heart of Mystical Unicorn, as it was as strong as that of Geezer’s for Roc’C in the beginning.

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The realms are still rising, each in it’s own fashion.  Some are only reminders of the old world from their touch with evil, some are forged new, but others are exactly as they were.  Beware in your travels, as the darkness still whispers in the shadows.

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