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Messa has started a new DreamWorks!

crucifiement_by_dreamobs-d5r5u5f (1).jpg Where could this be going?

dream3.jpg Will someone be watching?​
my dreams 02.jpg And to what end?​
 
Messaline has always been our Princess.:)
 
Prologue
Being a brief journey through times past
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Once upon a time in mighty China, to the ruling house of the North that at that time fell under the command of a tribe called the Jurchen or Jin was born a daughter under Heaven called Messaline. She grew up wise and strong and given the rule of the Western Provinces by her father.

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However she was taken captive by that most cruel and renowned conqueror Genghis Khan.

Though she escaped and led a successful campaign with a peasant army to harry the Khan’s efforts to besiege her father her heart had been won by a humble Mongol girl Li’hi. Thus she spurned her father’s efforts to marry her off to one of his favourites. Instead she travelled west seeking powerful allies among the Princes there.

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However the blessings of Heaven were upon Genghis Khan and his sons and although Messaline and many others strove to prevent it the whole world trembled at the thunder of hooves bearing the Great Horde.

Eventually Messaline retired from this life of conflict and though she remained true to her Li’hi she also found love from another, a man called Perio Polo and together they had sons Niccolo and Maffeo. These sons made a journey to the lands of their mother and then returned bearing a letter from its ruler to the Pope. Now making a second expedition they bring Niccolo’s son Marco with them.

But before they can reach China they have an errand to complete.

The shambling creatures came out of the darkness. They looked like they should be long dead, their flesh was rotting from their bones and hung in sagging loops from their repulsive bodies that quivered with grey green muscles animated by some unholy mockery of life.

“Almighty God preserve us,” Screamed Guilliame and turned to flee.

“Stay in the light,” Warned Marco as he struck down one lurching abomination with his sword and forced back the other with lunges of his oil soaked torch.

The friar did not listen and hurried away from the terror he could see. The sound of his footsteps ended with another scream and the sound of wet squelching, clearly for all the horrors willing to come into the light something much worse lingered in the darkness.

“Dad, Uncle, I have lost the other friar,” Marco yelled, however he took comfort in the sight of two more torches approaching.

“Well the Pope is going to be pissed, maybe we should just say they ran away, it is half true?” Said Uncle Maffeo.

“We’ll worry about it later, look Marco, your Grandmother’s broach, the one she said she dropped all those years ago in the ancient temple, she really did come this way,” Niccolo held up his pricze which glinted in the pale light. The men suddenly all turned as from below sudden rays of light beamed upwards.

By the fresh illumination the men could see what they had taken to be a tunnel was in fact a causeway though it was only moderately less narrow than they had guessed in the darkness. Nervous but intrigued they made their way to the edge, down below gleaming with some mysterious radiance was the massive skull of some great misshapen monster.

“Well that is the beasties that tried to swallow mummy,” Said Maffeo.

“It still seems peeved by the indigestion she gave it, let’s get out of here,” Recommended Niccolo.

“I think the torches are getting a bit low,” Agreed Marco who was still far too young to openly admit fear…or even common sense.

“Well next stop China my lad,” Said Niccolo, leading the way out of the darkness.

“Provided we don’t get eaten by ghouls first,” Maffeo added cheerful sticking his sword in the eye of yet another so it collapsed in a boneless heap.

“For Venice and Saint Mark,” Yelled Marco and launched a mad charge into a group of the undead, his father and uncle laughed and dragged him back. Together they forged a path back to the daylight, fresh adventures awaited them there. So too did history.

Coming Soon

The Lotus Smiles​
 
RacingRodent said:
Prologue
Being a brief journey through times past
​
Once upon a time in mighty China, to the ruling house of the North that at that time fell under the command of a tribe called the Jurchen or Jin was born a daughter under Heaven called Messaline. She grew up wise and strong and given the rule of the Western Provinces by her father.

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However she was taken captive by that most cruel and renowned conqueror Genghis Khan.

Though she escaped and led a successful campaign with a peasant army to harry the Khan’s efforts to besiege her father her heart had been won by a humble Mongol girl Li’hi. Thus she spurned her father’s efforts to marry her off to one of his favourites. Instead she travelled west seeking powerful allies among the Princes there.

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However the blessings of Heaven were upon Genghis Khan and his sons and although Messaline and many others strove to prevent it the whole world trembled at the thunder of hooves bearing the Great Horde.

Eventually Messaline retired from this life of conflict and though she remained true to her Li’hi she also found love from another, a man called Perio Polo and together they had sons Niccolo and Maffeo. These sons made a journey to the lands of their mother and then returned bearing a letter from its ruler to the Pope. Now making a second expedition they bring Niccolo’s son Marco with them.

But before they can reach China they have an errand to complete.

The shambling creatures came out of the darkness. They looked like they should be long dead, their flesh was rotting from their bones and hung in sagging loops from their repulsive bodies that quivered with grey green muscles animated by some unholy mockery of life.

“Almighty God preserve us,” Screamed Guilliame and turned to flee.

“Stay in the light,” Warned Marco as he struck down one lurching abomination with his sword and forced back the other with lunges of his oil soaked torch.

The friar did not listen and hurried away from the terror he could see. The sound of his footsteps ended with another scream and the sound of wet squelching, clearly for all the horrors willing to come into the light something much worse lingered in the darkness.

“Dad, Uncle, I have lost the other friar,” Marco yelled, however he took comfort in the sight of two more torches approaching.

“Well the Pope is going to be pissed, maybe we should just say they ran away, it is half true?” Said Uncle Maffeo.

“We’ll worry about it later, look Marco, your Grandmother’s broach, the one she said she dropped all those years ago in the ancient temple, she really did come this way,” Niccolo held up his pricze which glinted in the pale light. The men suddenly all turned as from below sudden rays of light beamed upwards.

By the fresh illumination the men could see what they had taken to be a tunnel was in fact a causeway though it was only moderately less narrow than they had guessed in the darkness. Nervous but intrigued they made their way to the edge, down below gleaming with some mysterious radiance was the massive skull of some great misshapen monster.

“Well that is the beasties that tried to swallow mummy,” Said Maffeo.

“It still seems peeved by the indigestion she gave it, let’s get out of here,” Recommended Niccolo.

“I think the torches are getting a bit low,” Agreed Marco who was still far too young to openly admit fear…or even common sense.

“Well next stop China my lad,” Said Niccolo, leading the way out of the darkness.

“Provided we don’t get eaten by ghouls first,” Maffeo added cheerful sticking his sword in the eye of yet another so it collapsed in a boneless heap.

“For Venice and Saint Mark,” Yelled Marco and launched a mad charge into a group of the undead, his father and uncle laughed and dragged him back. Together they forged a path back to the daylight, fresh adventures awaited them there. So too did history.

Coming Soon

The Lotus Smiles​
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Oh wow...here we go again....off and running...this should be good :p:D
 
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